Only Average (EDITING)

chapter two

Marie's P.O.V

"God Sarah, I swear you will be the death of me!" I yell. I'm having to carry her ass up the stairs... again! She always parties way too much. She's blonde, long legs and has blue/green eyes and at this moment those long legs of hers keep getting in my way and making me fall up the stairs with every other step I take. "You know you love me!" She slurrs back. "Yeah well, defiantly not at this moment. Jeeze, why did the elevator have to be broken tonight? This is going to take forever!" I said to no one in particular, especially since Sarah blacked out again. Why did I insist on being on the top floor? We live in the up scale part of LA, not too far from UCLA since that's where we both go. I met Sarah in high school. Ninth grade, I was new to LA, my dad newly rich and Sarah being one of the most popular girls at school saw that I looked lost and saved me. Ever since then we have been best friends.

I finally make it to the apartment door and struggle to open it while Sarah just leaned against me completely useless. I get her to bed making sure she's laying on her side so that she does'nt die in her sleep and take off her shoes then close her door quietly like I'm a tired mom that finally got their colicky baby down for sleep. I plop down on the couch and I don't think I have ever felt this comfortable before in my life. I looked around the huge apartment and relax. I have a long day tomorrow, I have to go to this venue and take photos of this metal band. Not really into that type of music, I'm more of the punk/indie type of music but hey, a gig is a gig. Not that I need the money. I just need the grade for class. I love having photography as my major. Its the best job in the world.

Sadly I have to get up and take a shower, so I walk to my bathroom and turn on the shower waiting for the water to get hot as I'm waiting I look in the mirror, my bright green eyes look even brighter then usual. They usually do when I'm exhausted. My long full wavy brown hair that reaches just below my breasts shins in the light of the bathroom. Once the water is hot I stand under it and just relax. Once I'm done washing myself I get out and towel dry my hair quickly before putting on a big t-shirt and going to bed. I'm really excited about tomorrow, I can barely fall asleep. But finally the darkness takes over my body and fall into a dreamless sleep.

When I wake up to my alarm beeping obnoxiously I slam my fist down on it and roll over too exhausted to move for a second. My alarm clock and I have a love hate relationship. Her name is Tammy and Tammy can be a real bitch sometimes. I pick my self up out of bed and stumble into my bathroom that's attached to my bedroom. When Sarah and I were looking for an apartment I made sure that there were two bathrooms. We have had a lot of sleep overs together over the years and Sarah is a slob. I like my things organized and put away in a certain way. She certainly doesn't share my same thoughts on organization.

I had to hire a maid to come in and clean the house once a week because of this. I got so tired of cleaning the same messes up everyday and frankly it got really gross when I was out of town or way too busy. I brush my teeth and put my hair in a side braid to keep it out of my face. When I walk into my bedroom I trow on some skinny jeans and my favorite Black Keys shirt, when I'm finished slipping into my vans I walk into the kitchen and start a pot of coffee that I'm sure Sarah would appreciate and then throw a bagel in the toaster. Once everything is finished and the bagel is slathered in cream cheese I walk into Sarah's room just off of the kitchen.

I set everything down on the table beside her bed and walk to the large window that goes from ceiling to floor and laugh quietly to myself before quickly shoving them away to reveal the really bright sun that I know Sarah will not appreciate this early and hungover. She starts screaming cuss words at me and then proceeds to fall out of bed. I'm laughing so hard I have to sit down on the bed so I don't pee myself. "Morning sunshine! We have a big day ahead of us! Full of awesome classes and amazing professors that aren't boring at all!" I say sarcastically while screaming loudly. I don't see her since she's still on the floor but then she throws up her middle finger in such lady like fashion.

"No but for real though, get the fuck up." I say smiling and walk over to her on the other side of the bed to help her up. "You should be thanking me, I carried your ass up the stairs again last night and made coffee." I smile at her while she just glares. "I hate you." She says back grumpily. But takes me hand so I can help her off her floor littered with clothes. "Thanks, though. I know I went to hard last night. I just really wasn't ready to see Jeremy and then, BAM! There he was already with some hoe." She grimaced at the last part and drank some coffee.

Jeremy as you could of probably guessed is Sarah's recent ex. He thought that they were fuck buddies and she though that they were in a committed relationship. They were'nt together for long, but when Sarah dates someone she falls hard. "I know and that's why I'm not mad about it. I just felt like a little payback was necessary since this is like the hundredth time since high school I have had to drag you out of a bar or club." I throw a pillow at her letting her know that we were cool. She stuck her tongue out at me and went into her bathroom to make herself look somewhat normal.

I waited in the living room cleaning my camera so that it would be ready for tonight. If I took good pictures tonight I could show my teacher and if he liked them they could be added to my portfolio that I have been working on for months so that I can enter my stuff at this gallery to have my work get betted on and be actually seen by some really big Gallery owners. Who knows I might actually get signed on to work for them and then get to do this for a living. That would be amazing since I have been wanting to be a photographer since I was eight when my mom got me my first camera.

It was one of those Polaroid ones that she had found in my grandfathers attic one day cleaning it out. And ever since then I have had one attached to my hand. I took pictures for my school yearbook in high school.  Always took pictures of my family and even my dog Lela. She was my subject when I was bored at the house. Sarah finally emerges from her room looking like a million bucks, I have no idea how she does that in very little time. She always looks put together and presentable. I just don't care enough to do that. We run out of the house bags in hand to try to make it class on time. We hop into my Audi and drive away into the sunset. Just kidding, drive to hell.

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I decided to write the second chapter anyway. lol enjoy! feed back is appreciated. and votes and comments are very much welcome;)

 Picture of Marie