You know, im not interested in this whole 'Everything will get better' quote. But you know, most of the time this bullshit gets worse. I've had past experiences with guys dumping me and me sobbing and being glum for hours, balled up in my
room, shut out from the rest of the world. which is quite selfish if you think about it clearly. The whole thing telling yourself to block everyone out and not take peoples advice to get over your pathetic self. My best friend, Vince, recently experienced this series of tragic events occurring in his so called 'shitty life'. I can't say I felt drastically bad, but I did have some sympathy for him. I did the traditional go to him and grief, tell him to move on, and try my best to get him out of his cement blocked sorrow wall. But cliche enough, it didnt work. Granted, he did stop crying, (he's emotional) but thats the only sucess I got out of the effort. but yes, he eventually did get over it. i guess i havent learned my lessons with guys until now....My feautures include: dark brown, wavy hair with the tips blonde, brown eyes, nude pink lips, straight teeth, and an oval face shape. I'm 5'8 and have tanish skin, due to my ethnicity which is mexican and just american.
*beep.. beep.. beep.. * "I DIDN'T EVEN SLEEP!" I said slamming my clenched fist onto the small digital clock resting on bedside table. I was planning on taking a nap, but failed. I've been to nervous about my modeling photoshoot. it's my oppurtunity to actually do something somewhat productive with my life.
I launched the blankets off my small body and got prepared. See, I am Not a morning person. Therefore, I will probally suffocate anyone that will try to wake me up.
I trudged to my tidy bathroom and mentally cursed myself for getting up from my bed as the cold breeze hit my skin. I looked at my messy reflection. I thought about the plans I had, and I felt my stomach drop. I automatically gained doubt in my veins and decided to try and "call in sick." But I had to remember, my sister did this all for me. I wasn't going to be selfish enough to throw away the hard work of getting my butt into this agency.
I graned at the thought of me not being able to back out. I lazily threw my hand over the knob and turned it counterclockwise to get it at the perfect warmth. I struggled to get my case off my iphone, but eventually succeeded. I plugged my phone into the dock by my sink. I made sure the volume was all the way up. I live with my sister, and my cousin who is basically my best friend, so I don't think they will care. Automatically, roller coaster by the one and only justin bieber, sounded through the speakers. Yes, I love him and his music, don't judge me or I'll slit your neck with a rusty pocket knife. I seriously take hate about the biebs to heart.
"RELEASE THE HOUNDS!" I devilishly said in a low tone as I unclasped my bra buckle. I hysterically laughed at my own joke and stopped laughing. "Oh shoot im funny..." I laughed as I stripped off my lose fitted shirt, along with my shorts."roller COASTERRRR!! ROLLER COASTERERER!!" I sang terribly, as I stepped into the water. "JESUS! CAN YOU NOT!?" Kassy shouted, busting through the bathroom door. "Oh, well good morning, sunshine. The earth says hellooo." I said chuckling as I poured the shampoo into my hand.
"Ugh, I came to piss." she said, closing the door and lifting the toilet seat. "What are we doing today?" "Well, YOU have your little date with Mr. Khleo Thomass." I reminded her. I envy their relationship, they are so adorable together.
"Oh yeah, I keep asking myself how i got with the KHLEO THOMAS!" Kassy said. Our laughter died down and I heard her chuckle, but it was cute. "Dawhhh, someone's blushing." I said peaking my head out from behind the curtain. She laughed at my shampooed head. She pulled out her phone and took a picture of me. I stuck my tounge out and crossed my eyes. "wow. what loser." she said laughing. She sat on the toilet while I washed my body, conditioned my hair, and shaved everything that needed it.
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