CHAPTER ONE
I never should have quit school. I had a nice comfy dorm room, food, care packages from my parents, money from my parents it was great! But nooo I had to drop out of school to try to become an actress. Now I'm living in a dumpy apartment, taking any job I can no matter how crappy it is and I'm not speaking to my parents.
After looking for an acting job for weeks, I finally found one. It was just a small part in a crappy low budge film, but it paid a bit, so I took it. Only after I agreed to the film did I found out the director was a total loony.
"RAYLEE!"
"Yes sir?"
"That was dreadful. Absolutely dreadful. Honestly! What do you think you are doing? You need to channel more emotion! It's a totally bland performance! Next time you screw it up your fired!"
My character was supposed to be making soup.
"Sorry sir."
"You should be! EVERYONE TAKE A 30 MINUET BREAK!"
Ugh! What a hateful man! Honestly! How do I put more emotion into making soup?! I was already skipping about the kitchen singing?! Ugh. I'm just going to lock myself away in my "Dressing room" (It's more of a closet actually) and watch a movie or something.
I went into my closet and switched the lamp on. I pulled out my lap top and went through my movies. I decided on Hard Days Night.
Oh the Beatles. I loved them so much. Their music, their humor, everything about them. I wished so much I could just go back to the 60's and stay there forever. I sat back and wished out loud to be able to go back in time. It was totally pointless though. I just sat their in my old chair and leaned back and closed my eyes.