Chapter 1
Cath sat in her biology class completely bored. She stared at the wall and was completely out of it. She was busy thinking about the ending of Carry on,Simon. It had been two weeks since she lasted posted a chapter and her fans were starting to wonder where she went. She couldn't bear to tell them that she was having writer's block. She thought she had the story all thought ought but now that she's at the end, she's got nothing. Cath has been spending all day trying to think of something worthy of being written down. She spent all last night staring at a blank screen and when she got back to her room that was what she continued to do. "What are you doing?" Reagan asked when she walked in the room. Cath wasn't listening. She was too invested in thinking about Simon and Baz. She needed something explosive. Romantic. Gemma T. Leslie like. Something that would feed her fans for months. "Cath" Reagan said again. Cath didn't look up. "Cath" she said slightly louder. Still nothing. "CATH" she yelled, causing her to almost leap out of her chair. "Jesus" Reagan said looking at her for awhile. "You were completely out of reality. What were you doing?" "I...Umm" she didn't know what to say. She didn't know what she was doing. She looked at her computer screen and back at her roommate. "Come on, spit it out." Cath thought about it. "I'm writing… well trying to." Reagan rolled her eyes. "Ok then" she said walking into the bathroom. "Hey, I'm going to a party tonight," Reagan said through the door. "I was wondering if you wanted to go." Cath looked at the clock on her computer, "7:28pm". "Maybe this will help me me with getting an idea." She thought. "Umm… Sure." She finally said. "Cool. You should probably start getting ready." Reagan said leaving the bathroom. She was wearing a red dress that matched her hair and her black heel boots. "You look nice." Cath said to Reagan as she stood up to grab clothes out of her dresser. Cath didn't really have any dresses so she picked out a nice cardigan and shirt and decided the jeans she was wearing would work. When she walked out of the bathroom Reagan commented "You don't look too bad." and added a smile. Cath smiled back. She finished tying her shoes and followed Reagan out the door. Maybe when she gets home she can finally finish her story.
