Rose groaned as she got up from bed.
"Why can that old woman just die?" she asked herself. Rose just got a home to live in 2 weeks ago and was already paranoid of her roommate. Her roommate was an old woman, a very annoying old woman I should say. She had done many things to get on Rose's nerves; in this case she made her record player so loud that Rose could hear it from the bottom floor early in the morning.
Rose crept out of her bed and changed into a maroon dress with Celtic patterns on it, got her bag, and walked out the door. She was a bit early going to the theater all because of her roommate and she needed breakfast so she walked down the street to the coffee shop.
"Hello miss, what can I get for you?" the man who worked there asked.
"Just a small espresso and a cherry muffin," Rose ordered. The man left the counter and got her things for her.
"Here, that would be seven cents." The man said. Rose paid and left outside to sit on a bench. Then she spot her friend, Marissa ahead.
"Hi Rose," she said energetically. Marissa was a big morning person and always or usually the first person to get to the theater. They were both actresses, trying to earn some money on broad way.
"Hey," Rose replied.
"So why are you up so early?" Marissa wondered. Rose was never late but was never up early so it was weird.
"That stupid old bitch woke me up!" Rose said a little angered.
"Oh I'm sorry, you know it's the way of life to get along with your spouse family or not." Marissa said.
"Yeah I know." Rose replied. Marissa got out a book, which was a script to a play and Rose continued eating.
Fifteen minutes later Marissa started to talk again.
"Hey, our new script for the play is awesome; you know which part you should try out for?" Marissa asked.
"No what?" Rose asked.
"You should try out for Norah, she's so like you. She is a young woman trying to get by and she has many problems, including the loss of love." Marissa answered. Rose looked then looked at her. The part was kind of like her because she did have a lost loved one, somewhere in the Atlantic Ocean. She sailed on Titanic from Liverpool to New York living a very depressing life of having to love someone that she had no passion for. Suddenly a man named Jack came to save her. She hung out with him and they became friends, then they became lovers even though their love was forbidden for she was born in a rich family and he was a poor boy who lived on the streets. Finally the sinking of Titanic changed everything. Even though Rose survived, Jack didn't make it and that was it.
"Rose, is there something wrong?" Marissa asked.
"No," Rose said and checked the clock from inside the coffee shop.
"Oh it's time for us to get to the theater!" Rose exclaimed. Then the two walked to work.
