Calm down...I have to get some rest. Mom is stressing me out, she can be a huge pain sometimes. "I'm putting you on a strict diet, and locking you in your bedroom till you're 18." Just piece of toast and 10 cups of water today, no more... She been bothering me with her junk ever since dad left. She won't cook or clean...our house is like a hoarder's nest.
And Ryan with his gold swept hair and blue eyes, begging for my forgiveness. I mean what kind of girl gives a cheater a second chance. I saw you with Vanessa at the mall! Did you really think the mall was the BEST place? I'm there 24/7 practically! Vanessa? Out of all people! My arch enemy! How I remember, Vanessa in her Jimmy Choo Pumps with a smirk big enough to swallow the whole town! How ecstatic she was to announce that she was hanging with my boyfriend! Humiliation... Vanessa 1, Olivia 0!
Rejection again, it's like the 100th time. Every audition is never returned with a call. Hollywood with my name in big letters, its like a dream come true. All I want is to walk down the red carpet or see my face on the TV...
"Action!"a voice yelled.
"What?" I asked confused. My eyes slowly fluttered open. Where am I? Hello? Whose voice is that?
"Cut! Mrs. Rose, get into character!" a man with a megaphone with white block letters screaming director. "Just take it from the top, people!"he added.
"Olivia Claire Rose come here." my mom gritted through her teeth. She grabbed the collar of my designer blouse, and dragged me off the set. "You better pull it together! Do you know how much I sacrificed for you? Get back on set! You better remember all your lines, or else!" She slapped me across the face.
"Yes ma'am..." I mumbled sarcastically.
"Young lady, don't speak to me in that tone!" she screamed.
"How's this? I hate you! And You ruin my life!" I shrieked. Running as fast as I can to my car, tears streaming down my face. I hit the gas and drive. I can sense the familiarity, like I know what's going to happen next.
"Olivia, get out of bed or I'll whip you!" my mother yelled from downstairs, interrupting my thoughts.
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