My Best Friend | Myles Parrish

Chapter 1

Sam's POV

"Are you almost ready?" I yelled up the stairs.

"Yeah, 5 more minutes and I'll be down." Myles yelled back.

I groaned and turned around to the kitchen to get my breakfast.

Hi. Im Samantha Baker, but people call me Sam. The person I was yelling at was my roommate, Myles Parrish.

First off, he's not my roommate in "that way." His mom and my mom have been close for years, which made us bestfriends.

We've known each other all our lives and recently, last year, we decided to move into a house together in LA.

We both finished school. I have a huge career in modeling downtown. I have almost 500k on Instagram, so companies will send me things and I'll advertise them on my Instagram, and get paid.

Myles has a successful career in the music industry. Him and his friend Kalin make music together. They're called "Kalin and Myles." They're pretty dope. Plus Myles' brother, my other bestfriend, Jake, or JakeeyP, DJ's them.

Im 20 and can drive. I have a black punch buggy that I drive everywhere I go.

Myles is 22 and can drive too, but his car just broke down, so these next two weeks, and maybe more to come, I'll have to drive him to work.

They make their music at the studio in LA which is fairly close to the company I work for and shoot at.

"Myles seriously if you're not down here in a minute im leaving without you and you'll have to find another ride." I said.

"Chill Sam, im coming."

Myles came trotting down the steps in jeans, a blue shirt, and white vans.

His hair was perfectly poofed as always. I mean when isn't it? He's like obsessed.

He grabbed his things and zoomed out the door.