I was working on my screenplay based on making Disney characters realistic characters (I'll explain another time) when my doorbell rang. I sighed and carefully placed my laptop on the coffee table.
There was already a diagonal scratch on it from last week when Jeremy threw against the wall. Therefore, I didn't want to cause any more damage. I peeped through our peephole to see a bouncing Becky and a smirking Sarah. I groaned but threw the door open.
I love them, of course. They're my best friends but I just had so much work to do on my screenplay, it was making me antsy.
"What's up, guys?" I asked, faking a smile.
"What do you mean, what's up? Did you forget what tonight is?" Sarah deadpanned.
"Please tell me, it's not the next Bachelor premiere?" I whined. Becky and Sarah absolutely adored the Bachelor and made me watch every episode.
Every single, goddamn episode.
I put up with it because that meant ice cream and candy plus the promise of a better movie or show to come. However, I still hated the Bachelor with a passion.
"No, how you could possibly forget what tonight is?!!" Becky screeched, her face turning purple.
I covered my ears and huffed, "I don't know. Today isn't your birthday, is it? I thought it was in October!"
"No, you idiot! It has to deal with a certain blued eyed boy!" Becky replied.
I frowned and tried to think of a blue-eyed boy that I knew. No one came to mind.
"I have no idea who you're talking about, Becks. Just tell me." I grumbled, throwing my hands in the air.
"Seriously!!! Does Ryan McNight's party ring a bell!" Sarah yelled, putting her hands on her hips.
The color drained from my face and I shook my head.
"I thought that was Saturday," I stuttered, my mind reeling.
It can't be tonight? Can it? And if it was, how could I forget? Especially after last night?
"Today is Saturday, dummy," Sarah laughed, brushing past me into my house.
"Sure, c'mon in," I sassed and then gestured for Becky to come in.
"I can't believe you forgot! I had been looking forward to this all week" Becky giggled.
"I guess I just have had a lot on my mind," I answered, closing the door.
"Right," Sarah said rolling her eyes.
"I do have a lot on my mind! I have a full screenplay due this Wednesday and I have a long way to go!" I protested.
We walked into my living room and sat on the leather couches.
"Really? You already have more than half of it written!" Becky argued, lifting up my laptop to show me my document.
"I haven't proofread it yet though," I whined, reaching for my laptop. It wasn't finished yet and therefore, I didn't want anyone reading it.
"You can do it tomorrow Lia, it won't take long. Take it to the Writing Center," Becky answered, passing the computer above my head to Sarah.
"But, I have a Latin quiz Monday and a book to read for history," I pouted, reaching for my laptop from Sarah.
"Uh-uh, girl. All work and no play makes a boring Lia. And I know you are boring. So, tell me truthfully, did you really forget Ryan?" Sarah smirked, raising my laptop way above her head.
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Charming's Star
Teen FictionThis is the story of Delilah Letters, a nineteen-year-old college student. She aspires to be a screenwriter or director and dive into her imaginary worlds. However, life has other plans. After all, nothing really goes as planned. This is a short s...