"zz zz zz zz"
"Shut up!" I yell. I'm yelling at an alarm clock... how pathetic. I sit up and look over to the clock to switch it off. "Until next morning, stupid." I push the cover off of my legs and swing them over the side of the bed.
The floor is cold and a shiver runs through my body before I stand up, leaving the warm bed behind. I find myself trudging toward the bathroom so I can get ready for work.
I take a glimpse out the small bathroom window as a brush my hair. It's a gloomy, grey day in Alhambra, California. I love days like this because I have an excuse to be my usual, gloomy self.
I finish in the bathroom and change into my work clothes. A red shirt with the Pizza place's logo with black skinny jeans and all black vans. It's still early so I walk into the kitchen. Surprise, surprise, the fridge is empty.
I sit at the table and open my laptop instead of wasting my time, looking for food. Why not check YouTube? I open the tab and see I have notifications of people liking or watching my video from yesterday. I posted a cover of "End of the World" by Juliet Simms. God, I love her music. Most of my covers are of her or her band, Automatic Loveletter.
There are a few comments of people saying they liked it or requests for the next song, nothing out of the usual.
I sigh and close the tab before shutting the laptop. I should probably head to work now. I pick up the red visor thing and my wallet before walking out the door.
I walk past the counter and see the letter from yesterday sitting there. I sigh again then shut the door behind me.
I hum the lyrics to Ed Sheeran's "Sing" as I walk down the hallway of my floor. When I get to my door, I find a note hanging on the doorknob.
Sorry we missed you,
The office building has been informed that you have missed your rent money payments for the past two months. Please have your apartment evacuated in the next 24 hours and leave your key on the counter or we will evacuate you and your belongings by force.
Thank you,
Alhambra Apartment Complexes
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
I throw my head back and groan. Great, now I'm being evicted.
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Chapters do get better and longer too I swear.
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Fanfiction[COMPLETED] She's not an ordinary pop girl... but she might get close.
