Broken ≠ G.D

Falling//07

Things were really looking up! I got a modeling contact with a local agency in L.A. I am extremely excited! Its been about 5 months since I've moved in with Jaxon, Grayson, and Ethan. Things have changed, as an update:

All three of the guys were still continuing their YouTube videos, they have just calmed down from the extreme sports and do more challenges and random videos, a lot of time I'm the one holding the camera!

Jaxon was still loving the videos, but he was looking for something more, he was wanting to continue with the twins but planned on moving into bigger and better things with them. Oh and I almost forgot to mention that he is in a very serious relationship. Her name is Zoey and I absolutely love her!

Ethan is still my best friend, he's still single and ''focusing on his career'' I think he just doesn't want to deal with the drama of having a girlfriend. He too, is working on expanding his career with Jaxon.

Grayson is still with Maria and I'm still madly crushing on the kid, he tries to avoid me as much as he can. It really sucks and makes me feel bad for moving here and making him feel like he couldn't be in his own apartment.

Back to the current situation, I'm finally modeling! Its one of the goals I really wanted to achieve when I moved here. Look at that 5 months and I did it. I know I'm just starting but I know I can do well!

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Its currently 2 am, and I can't sleep! AGAIN.

Ever since I moved here I've had a struggle. I didn't back home but its gotten worse. Unfortunately, Ethan isn't home, none of the guys are. He is always the one to comfort me and lay with me until I fall asleep. Ethan and Jaxon are away for some meeting they had. Grayson stayed behind for a shoot he had, but was at Maria's tonight, which I was actually pretty happy about, he still wont talk to me or even hardly look at me. He was holding a major grudge on the whole falling asleep in Ethan's room the first night I was here. Its fairly childish. Anyways, this is the first night I've been officially home alone in LA, and if I didn't already have problems before you can bet your ass they are about 10x worse at the moment.

I freak my self out very easily, even a bird making little noises on the balcony causes my heart to race. Especially at this time of night. I decided since I wouldn't be sleeping anytime soon to make some tea. I headed out too the kitchen some lights were shining through so I didn't feel the need to turn on all of the lights, it was kind of relaxing, hanging out in the dark lighting, makin myself some hot tea.

It was finished and I had to clean up my mess I made, of course I spilt water everywhere, why, because I'm Emma. I basically mess up everything. As I was cleaning up I heard footsteps in the hallway outside our front door. I didn't really think too much of it, our neighbors were always out late and half of time we were as well.

All of a sudden the door started shaking, it was like as if someone were trying to break in, I panicked grabbing the closest thing I could potentially use as a weapon, a tripod, great. I was now regretting not turning on the lights, it was hard to see the front door. I started walking slowly sideways towards the hall just incase I had to run into a room and lock the door. I was being extremely ninja like. Kind of like when I was younger, home alone, and the door bell rang. I was practically a professionally ninja, that is until this occurrence.

The door was opened and I saw a tall dark figure, I started to slightly panic inside. I backed up getting ready to run into my room when I tripped over one of the guy's longboard and fell hard onto my face.

I felt pain shoot through my face, I could already tell I had given myself a bloody nose,

"EMMA! Are you okay? Why are you walking around in the dark?" Oh thank god its just Grayson.