Chapter One

Sunlight burst into to my bedroom window. Julie Cooper popped her head into my room and yelled, "Marissa, get up!"

I moaned and rolled over toppling off my bed. I got up in pain. "Owww," I whispered messaging my head. Julie rolled her eyes at me. "I said get out of bed not fall off it," she giggled. I stumbled to walk toward my armoire, my mother still laughing. " You know it's not that funny, and get out of my room!" I said sleepily, throwing a pillow at the door. She gave me a dirty look and shut the door behind her.

I shedded out of my pajamas and into an Abercrombie light denim mini-skirt, white cotton tank top from Saks and Burberry candy check belt. Clothes lay scattered on the floor and began to fly from my walk-in-closet.

"Mom, do you know where my pink Juicy zip-up sweatshirt is?" I asked from behind a pile of newly unfolded clothes.

"In your dresser, you know where you normally put it," she said shaking her head at me, turning around and closing the door behind her for the second time.

After a few minutes of searching I found my sweatshirt and managed to straighten up most of the mess that surrounded my four-poster queen sized bed. With my straightner already heated I dragged it down my glistening light brown hair, making it about an inch below my shoulders. After brushing and putting the final touches on my hair I walked into my master bathroom and over to the vanity. The cream colored marble floor was like ice under my feet, but felt good considering to the conditions outside, with the California heat. Placing my vanilla-mint toothpaste neatly on my hot pink Crest spin-brush I went away at vigorously scrubbing my teeth.

"I'm going to start my car up, be ready in fifteen minutes. Okay?" My mom called from the hallway.

I managed to reply with my mouth full of saliva and toothpaste. Spitting the two contents out of my mouth, I washed out the rusted gold painted sink and proceeded back to my room. I placed my silk white sequined Kate Spade ballet flats upon my feet, grabbing my light pink Coach bag on my way towards the double doors, exiting from my room. On my way through the hall I stopped in the kitchen to grab an Aquafina water to satisfy me on the way at Harbor High School, Newport Beach, California.

Okay, now I know it's very short but trust me there's much more to come…. you just have to keep reading. -

Until next time…. Please review and tell me what you think.

Author's Note: Okay so I know this story is about the OC but since I'm very fond of the OC, I decided to make it a little like my life as well, and in case any of you are wondering, which I'm sure your not, I actually do live like this, yes the names maybe different but the events…those are real(except for when someone enters the story -…so enjoy and KEEP READING! Thanks