- Peyton's POV -
It has been exactly 1 month since the break up with my ex, who is known as David Harris. I have been numb ever since. I haven't moved, only to eat when my best friend made me something. He just moved on so quickly, so fast. He left me at the alter on our wedding day. To say I was embarrassed was an understatement to describe how humiliated I was. So here I am on June 13, 2010.
I was laying in my bed when suddenly my bedroom door opened so fast that I only had the time to jump up, startled. I looked towards the door to see my best friend, Julie, with a frustrated look on her face. When I didn't said nothing, she said exasperated, "Would you just get up already!" When I still said nothing, she loudly stated, "Okay if you don't get out of that bed, I will drag you myself!" I just looked at her strangely, only to receive a look that said 'I'm serious, get up'. I finally said while standing, "Okay, okay, I'm up. Now what?" she then looked at me with a HUGE smile on her face. "What?" I asked trying to figure out why she was looking at me like she was. "THOSE ARE THE FIRST WORDS YOU'VE SAID IN A MONTH!" she screeched happily. I only let out a small laugh in reply. She suddenly stated loudly with joy, "You just laughed, oh my god, you just laughed!" My only reply was to laugh louder. She finally calmed down enough to say in a low voice, "So I have an idea. How about I offer you a job as my co-director to direct on this show I'm working on. We be starting to shoot season two tomorrow." she offered hopefully. "Okay fine," I said carefully not knowing what I was getting myself into. "Eek YAY! Lets go shopping to celebrate," she said excited. "But first, you need a shower, then an outfit to make you look HOT!" she continued. So after I bathed and finished getting ready we went to the mall. "Ooh oh get this dress, you know as director and co-director we will be going to many VIP parties." she stated excitedly. "Okay well if that's gonna happen, I need a whole new wardrobe." After a while of shopping for party and work outfits, and finally getting home and ready for bed we sat on the couch. "I'm exhausted," she said tiredly. "Do you just wanna crash here tonight? Then we can ride together to work tomorrow..." I offered. "Sure that'd be great," she replied. I suddenly remembered I started work tomorrow, so I asked, "What time does work start?" just so I made sure to be ready to leave in time. She answered after yawning, "8 a.m., so be ready for a hard day work." I playfully saluted, "yes ma'am." "Goodnight," she said. "Night," I replied then walked to my room for the night.
