A hollywood summer

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Life is like a lightbulb. You can never tell when it'll go out. Thats why this summer is like a wake up call more like an icy slap of reality for me to get out of bed and make this summer UNFORGETTABLE but little did i know my wish was about to come true...

I got out of the warm shower and dried of my curly brunette hair that was usually hard to control. I quickly wrapped my towel around my chest and snuck into my room that now felt like a refrigerator.

I scrummaged through my neatly stacked clothes thinking thank's mom for making me go all the way to the airport to pick up your best friends son, Urgh, so much for an unforgettable summer guess i was stuck babysitting Erin Broche. FML. I quickly threw on a ruffled white tank top with flowers embroidered over the ruffles and my favorite blue jeans. I really did'nt want to go but....my mom has her ways

"Please Julie shes done so many favors for me its the least we could do" blah blah blah blah blah bull s**** she didnt even tell me how old he was just that apparently now my ROOM was being shared. Urgh.

I scrummaged my hair into a tight ponytail, my face is clear i used to have huge breakouts in middle school but now that im finnaly 17 i think i desereved the clear tan face most of my friends had. I also have the peircing brownish purple eyes that no one i've never have know has. My mom calls it my 'mark' apparently its some big deal at my school too any compliment i've EVER gotten has been about my eyes. But to me their just well whatever.

I grabbed a piece of toast in my mouth like in those clichè movies, and headed out all the way to our car just to find out i forgot my keys. I was already running 10 minutes late i let out a quick sigh and ran back up our house grabbed them ran down and started my red BMW, trust me my cars not something to brag about every ones like 'omg are you rich' when their really thinking 'spoiled brat' hah spoiled is not the right word more like worked my ass off and got the money. I smirked thinking of their expressions when i told them 'work dont talk and maybe someday you'll have it' . I drove off and after one hour arrived in SF (I live in SJ wich is about 50 minutes away) i was actually kinda freaking out... how about if the boy was like 11 and freaking out that no one was going to pick him up. I swiped the thought away and stood by terminal 5 (My lucky number) and waited holding a stupid sighn saying ERIN when i noticed a tall lean guy standing by a chair iphone in hand, abs peeking through his white shirt eyes a choclate brown hair layed down on the back and spiked up on the front, i also noticed every other women passing by him staring in awe. And honestly i was too he was to IRRESISTABLE not to look at and then i finnaly noticed he was staring smack at me and now... Oh oh s**** now he was walking over to me probably to say 'please stop looking at me like im something to eat you know you'll never be pretty enough to stand by me' but sadly no he had to say

"Hey im Erin are you uh Julie"

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