Chapter 1~ Annabel
I’m seventeen and living the good life. well that’s what people see, but I’m hurting really bad. My life may seem perfect and i got everything I could ever want, but the truth is I want out. I want the life my unknown twin sister might be having. I want to tell the world I don’t want to be with some self obsessed boy. I want Chase, Chase Riens. The bad boy down the street, the boy who stays out of everyone’s way, the one that stopped and helped me pick up my books when no one was around. I remember that day clearly.
“Rushing into school late yet again Miss Moor.” Mrs. Davison says to me as i walk in the door at Bay View high. “Sorry Mrs. Davison.” I say then I rush away as I turn around the corner i bump into this extremely handsome kid that I've never seen before. I say sorry then rush away to my locker to get my stuff for first hour History. As I’m walking to the classroom i see the boy again and don’t see the puddle right in front of me. I trip in the puddle and my books go flying everywhere. ‘Great, just great’ i thought ‘now he thinks I’m a total freak.’
“Do you need some help?” Someone asks me. I look up and see the boy. Before I even open my mouth he has all my books picked up. He then sets them on the ground and helps me up.
“Thank you!” I manage.
“No problem, but you should probably watch where you're going, and I’m Chase Riens.” Luke says looking kind of bored.
“I’m Annabel M...”
“I know who you are.” He cuts me off. I stared at him in shock. How can he know who I am, he doesn't look like the kind of guy who reads fashion magazines or watches TV commercials.
“Oh” was all i said.
“Yeah, well whatever bye.” he says and I watch him walk away.
Sitting in Chem having no idea what's going on. I thought about the day I met him. I remember looking for him all day (and every day after,) but never found him. Now a week later I saw him in the morning when i was talking with Amber my best friend for like, ever. He was sitting alone in the outskirts of the big lawn, and hear I was in this big old crowd. I suggested we let him come hang with us but they all freaked out at the idea of letting some nobody join us, the coolest group in school.
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Move, pose, click. Move pose click. Same old same old what I do almost every day. That’s the life of being a model though. It is fun don’t get me wrong but sometimes I wish I was somewhere else. Like now I want to try and find the mysterious Chase Riens hang out. I must find out more about him. Not to sound stalkerish at all I just want to be ummm i don't know his friend I guess.
“ANNA!” The director Tiff calls out bringing me from my thoughts.
“Yes?”
“Did you even hear a word i said?” Tiff asks.
I shook my head no.
“Go get ready for the next scene, it’s the cottage one.” Tiff sends me off to my fitting room. “Gez wonder how her aunt deals with her.” Tiff mutters under her breath.
Yes I have my own fitting room, but that’s what happens when you inasmuch demand as Krista White or Ann Ward, winners of America’s Next Top Model. I met them once at a party, such sweet girls.
I quickly pull on the teal sweater and black jeans that were chosen for the shoot. Predama’s holding this photo shoot for their fall and winter wear. For doing this shoot I get to go into the store and shop around with store credit, the only thing is i have to be seen wearing their stuff when i go there and only their stuff right down to my toe ring. It’s like that with practically all the other stores to. Most of the time I get paid up front though which is nice, so I can do fun stuff then.
