We Found Love

five

"Emery! Let me in!"

I hear my doorbell buzzing but all I could do was continue laying in my bed. Blanket sprawled all over my floor, my pillow on top of my face, a slight snore coming out of my mouth.

"I swear Emery if you don't open this door I will kick it down!"

I push the pillow away from my face and open my eyes, finding the pin still in my hand. Today's the dreaded move-in day.  I groan and close my eyes, not wanting to face today.

"I also have the key to your apartment, I'm not afraid to invade your privacy!"

"Alright, alright," I mutter, getting out of bed and putting the pin back in my purse. I open the door and there Peyton was, with a cup of iced coffee and a brown paper bag. "Good morning little miss sunshine!" I scoff and let her in. "It's like what," I check the clock hanging in the living room. "8 am. Why are you here so early? I don't need to move in till like 3 pm."

Peyton hands me my breakfast and I follow her to my room. "I've worked with you for the majority of your career and I know it's going to take you all morning to pack. Now, where's your suitcase?" I take a sip of my iced coffee and point to my closet. "It's not like I have to actually pack. All I need to bring are clothes."

"Yes, but you are indecisive." She pulls out the suitcase and unzips it. "Now, eat your bagel while I begin sorting out potential clothes you plan on bringing."

"Yes, ma'am." I salute her and head to the kitchen. As I hear Peyton rummaging through my closet, I open up my phone and scroll through my notifications. There were texts from my cast members from Pursuit of Happiness, so I click on it to read.

Kira: A little birdy told me that you were with August yesterday, Emery. What's that all about?

Eduard: No way, August Gilmore?

Isla: Is it for We Found Love? Don't worry, we won't tell anyone ;)

I roll my eyes and chuckle, responding.

Emery: I have no clue, you tell me

I continue eating my bagel until my phone buzzes.

Kira: Ha ha, very funny.

"You done? We don't have all day to pack!" Peyton exclaims from my room.

"Coming!" I respond back, cleaning up my mess and heading back to my room, coffee in my hand. "Woah, Peyton, you realize I can pack my own stuff without help, right?"

In front of me was Peyton on my floor, clothes placed in various neat piles. The suitcase had no clothes inside, despite the majority of my closet being emptied out. "I got carried away, didn't I?" She asked me. I laugh and nod, placing my coffee on my vanity. "I can take it from here, just help me sort?" Peyton nods and we get to work.

"So, have you gotten any texts from loverboy?" Peyton asks me, an hour into packing.

"If you mean August, then no. I don't think he's willing to talk to me unless needed. Also, he's not my loverboy." I retort, grabbing various shirts and putting them in my suitcase. Peyton laughs and hands me a couple of pairs of jeans. "Here, your favorite."  I thank her and she sighs. "I still can't believe that you got paired up with August. I mean, don't they select your partner based on the level of compatibility?"

"That's what I assumed," I reply. "I don't know how Gail and her team came to the conclusion that August and I are compatible. I can't stand that man."

"Just think of the payoff from this project, alright?" Peyton says. "You just have to do this show, reap all the rewards, and then go back to doing what you love most: acting." I nod in agreement. "You're right. Plus, it's not like I'm going to associate myself with him after the show."