Softball_atTheDisco
09-11-2006, 05:59 AM
Intro: I'm Katie Ryan Madison. Yes my middle name has a boys name, but I love it. A year ago I was living a normal life in Santa Monica California, and now my dream has come true. I'm a celebrity. I model and Act. A year ago this was only a dream, but my Rival cousin got me into the biz. Watch my new crazy pass me by, will I make the right decisions??
What do you all think?? after 4 comments I'll start Chapter 1.
CHAPTER 1!!
Madison Estate-Santa Monica, California
September 1, 2006
10:21 AM
“Mom! Stop it!!” Katie screeched.
“Oh, Come on Katie.” Mom said. “Lighten up.” My mother, Claire had just woke me up. I can wake myself up you know.
“Mom, I was hanging out with Anisha, Cheyenne, and Steph till like, 11.” I moaned.
“Well, too bad. You got a shoot this morning for Mr. Jacobs.” Claire said. A year ago this would not have happened, I wouldn’t be flying to New York City to do let alone a photo shoot. The dumbest part is, I’ll be home tonight. I grew and am growing up a privileged life in Santa Monica or Santa Mon. My Best Friends are Anisha, Cheyenne, and Stephanie. We have been the Fab 4 since 3rd grade, It’s really fun when people look up to you, and down. We are the normal A-list group. We were the nice ones, unlike Jamie Talan’s group.
“Fine, what do I have to pack??” I asked getting up.
“Well, jeans, two tee’s, and shoes. Plus Neesh, Steph, and Chy.” She said.
“Okay, ay ay. THEY ARE COMING TO??” I asked excited.
“No, I’m just kidding.” Claire said.
“That wasn’t funny mom.”
“Oh, well It was to me.” She said. I got up and pulled out my Abercrombie duffel bag and packed two Hollister tee’s, 2 pairs of Abercrombie jeans, and put on an Abercrombie tee, Abercrombie & Fitch sweat capris, and Hollister flip flops. We got in the car and drove to the Airport.
What do you all think?? after 4 comments I'll start Chapter 1.
CHAPTER 1!!
Madison Estate-Santa Monica, California
September 1, 2006
10:21 AM
“Mom! Stop it!!” Katie screeched.
“Oh, Come on Katie.” Mom said. “Lighten up.” My mother, Claire had just woke me up. I can wake myself up you know.
“Mom, I was hanging out with Anisha, Cheyenne, and Steph till like, 11.” I moaned.
“Well, too bad. You got a shoot this morning for Mr. Jacobs.” Claire said. A year ago this would not have happened, I wouldn’t be flying to New York City to do let alone a photo shoot. The dumbest part is, I’ll be home tonight. I grew and am growing up a privileged life in Santa Monica or Santa Mon. My Best Friends are Anisha, Cheyenne, and Stephanie. We have been the Fab 4 since 3rd grade, It’s really fun when people look up to you, and down. We are the normal A-list group. We were the nice ones, unlike Jamie Talan’s group.
“Fine, what do I have to pack??” I asked getting up.
“Well, jeans, two tee’s, and shoes. Plus Neesh, Steph, and Chy.” She said.
“Okay, ay ay. THEY ARE COMING TO??” I asked excited.
“No, I’m just kidding.” Claire said.
“That wasn’t funny mom.”
“Oh, well It was to me.” She said. I got up and pulled out my Abercrombie duffel bag and packed two Hollister tee’s, 2 pairs of Abercrombie jeans, and put on an Abercrombie tee, Abercrombie & Fitch sweat capris, and Hollister flip flops. We got in the car and drove to the Airport.