Artsy// H.S.

>>one<<

"I cannot believe you." I said to my best friend, and roommate, Camren. "What your art is good you need to show it off." She gave me a sympathetic look.

I should probably introduce myself before things get too crazy. Hi I'm Amelia Sterling. Most people call me Amy or even Lia, I'm a 23 year old artist who still has a roommate in New York.

"Amelia come on please. So what I put some of your art pieces in the gallery tonight. It will sell, we can afford rent this month, and who knows maybe you'll even meet a guy." She did an eyebrow dance at me. "A guy, in an art gallery...?" I highly doubt that I'll ever even meet a guy who will put up with me.  After thinking for a minute I finally gave in, "Okay fine. But I don't want this to happen again."

She started jumping up and down so I couldn't help but smile. "Now let's go to the mall and find you something nice to wear tonight. You have to look stunning darling." Camren said the last part in a British accent.

We had a car but it was a crappy car and we chose to walk. I met Cam when I moved to New York from Wyoming four years ago. I am now trying to prove to my parents that I can make it on my own. They visit once a year and I make Cam leave the house for a bit. We live in an apartment complex. It's nice but expensive, Cam works two jobs and I just try and sell art.

"Ooooh how about this one?" Cam is kind of girly, me on the other hand, my style is more of overalls and vans. "Eh. I wouldn't wear it but it would look nice on you." You may be wondering why we are shopping when we can barely afford the apartment we live in, well clothes are nice.

I walk away and go and look for more outfits. I see this black dress with long lace sleeves and fall in love. I look over and see Cam staring blankly at a shirt. "Cam are you okay?" her head popped up fast and and slowly smiled and nodded her head.

"What are you thinking about?" I asked because I had a feeling I knew. Camren and my brother, Alex, dated for awhile when he stayed with us until he could find his own place somewhere else. She loved him, but after he and I got into it after he started to get into drugs he left and no one has seen or heard from him. I try not to think about it because he could be dead but i just worry about him. "Have your parents heard from him?" she looked at me and I could see the fear in her eyes. "No."

She went back to looking for herself something and after she finally found a black pansuit we checked out and walked home. "He loved you, you know?" "I know." I wanted to help him get into rehab and he didn't want help. So he left. I don't know if I should be pissed at him or if I should apologize.

My parents and him never got along. He is a little younger than me. I used to have a crush on his best friend Kian but that ended after I found out how he is. "I'm excited for tonight!" Cam squealed. "So am I, also nervous." I pursed my lips to the side.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine."

Of course I believed her. I just couldn't stop thinking about everything. Everything that has happened in the past couple of years. I mean it's basically just the stuff with my brother but it's still kind of shitty. "I'm gonna go get some food what should we get? Thai, Italian, orrr Indian?"

A/n: hi I'm Micah. I have a lot of things planned for this story. Sorry this chapter is so short. I'm working hard on all of it so please be patient it gets better.