"Hi, Caleb, this is Avan. Remember, we met last night at the—""Avan! It's nice to hear from you.""Yeah, thanks. I actually called to ask you for more details about the casting call and the movie I'm auditioning for.""Text me your email so I can send it to you.""All right, thanks.""Of course.""And thank you so much for this opportunity, it means a lot to me.""You're the one with the talent here, as well as that Basil guy. I'll have him in mind when next I'm working on a project and there's a vacant male role.""Thanks, it'll mean a lot to him.""Yeah..." He muses."I didn't mean to take much of your time, I know you must be really busy so I should hang up now. I'll mail my portfolio and headshots to you tomorrow.""All right.""Bye," I say as I end the call."You know, you shouldn't thank him so much for everything he says or does, it'll make you sound desperate," Travis says from the door before walking into my room. What now?"It's courtesy to thank people especially when they
"Avan! Come down for breakfast, your dad's leaving in fifteen minutes!" I hear mom call out."Coming!" I yell back as I hurriedly pack my things into my backpack, taking a quick glance in the mirror. My name is Avan Allen and I'm an ordinary fifteen-year-old girl who wants to become extraordinary one day. I love acting and I want to be a big shot actor— to be fair, every aspiring actor wants to be a big shot actor. I believe I have the looks and the talent to become one. I can say that I am determined, enthusiastic and resolute with a you-can-do-it and never-give-up spirit. I've never really been in a real movie before but I've acted in quite a number of plays in my school and at shows so I'm kinda like a household name in my neighborhood. This school play is my chance of getting my first lead role ever and I know I'm going to get it because I've literally rehearsed my butt off for the auditions. I hear Austin, my younger sister, snicker and say, "I bet she's still rehearsing for th
I'm so excited to try out my latest invention which I've just finished working on and modifying. I've been working on it for the past eight months and now it's finally done, I can't wait to test run it and see how well it works. No one thinks I can pull this off, not even my parents and especially not my sister, Aimee. She's just twelve minutes older than me but acts like she's twelve years older than me. They all think I'm wasting my time but I'm gonna show them, I'm gonna show them all."You still on this shit?" Aimee asks as she comes into my room. Here we go."She's a full grown invention now, so address her with some respect okay," I say, raising my voice a little. Just a little. How dare she call my invention a 'shit'."Why don't you just give it a break? You've been on that thing for months.""Did Thomas Edison give it a break when he invented the first light bulb after so ma
I wake up and find that Travis has got out of bed. I check the time and it's quarter to six. Where could he have gone so early in the morning? I go into the bathroom to take my bath and find Travis brushing his teeth with...my toothbrush."Good morning friend," He greets when he sees me in the mirror."Isn't that my toothbrush?" I ask."Yes. I found out it's electric; you don't have to do the work, all you have to do is move your hand. That's genius! I've never seen anything like it." He smiles, revealing his nice teeth and tongue, before rinsing his mouth."Yeah," I say sarcastically. Guess I'll have to use another toothbrush."Today is a school day so you have to hurry so I can have my bath," I tell him. I show him how to use the bath and shower so he doesn't burn himself with hot water and also how to use the water closet.We get ready for school and go downstairs to have breakfast before mom starts sin
The lab is free when I get there so I introduce our fairly fun chemistry teacher, Mr. Trainor, and Travis to one another and explain to him how Travis got here. After Mr. Trainor is done hugging, congratulating and praising me, I help arrange the lab and put all the stray equipment in their rightful places— one of the reasons Mr. Trainor loves having me around, asides from the fact that he needs someone to talk to since he doesn't have any friends his age and lives with his problematic mother and pet, Billy the fat rat, whom he takes everywhere with him, even work. This is why he encourages me to stop by whenever I have a free period so he can feed me wisdom nuggets while watching me do his job of putting the lab in order.I wave hi to Billy who is casually munching on a cracker. It's against the rules to bring pets to work, but somehow Mr. Trainor gets away with it. Despite being socially apathetic, the man is an amazing teacher, a caring pet owner and ha
When we get home, we are met with Aimee and Chris making out on the porch. They break off when they see us and Chris greets mom awkwardly."Hi Mrs. Allen.""Hi Chris," mom replies."Um, he was just about leaving," Aimee says and takes Chris by the hand but he gently stops her.“Actually, I was hoping I could spend the rest of the afternoon and stay for dinner,” Chris says.“Of course you can.” Mom smiles as she opens the front door and we follow her in. I forgot to mention that my parents love Chris.“Where’s Mr. Allen?” Chris asks as he settles on the sofa, Aimee standing behind him.“He’s out inspecting some houses for a potential buyer, he might be a while,” mom replies as she downs a bottle of water. My parents are real estate agents and run their 'Home Sweet Home' Housing Agency together. Mom also does interior decorating, something she'd been doing since her college days.“I wanted to play some chess with him, I’m sure he would love a rematch.”“No kidding.” Aimee laughs.“So Av
As soon as Travis and I enter the school building, it seems as if a celebrity walked in. Everyone turns to stare at us and some even start whispering to one another. I have never felt so self-conscious my entire life. Is this what it feels like to have the spotlight on you?Some girls passing by giggle and wink at Travis and I'm certain he was the one that caught everyone's attention earlier. It's easy to become popular in this school when you're that hot, though I'm pretty sure Travis' personality makes up for his sudden popularity as well. I'm not saying I'm not good looking or that I'm boring, it's just that the super hot, chiseled appearance is more favored than plain good looks and the people prefer someone that is extra to someone that is ordinary, so...Travis stays closely to my side as we make our way to our lockers- his is just two lockers away from mine. I spot Chris walking towards us sporting what I believe is a smile. How nice of him to stop by. Note the sarcasm."Avan,
"Ten pm?! That's way past your curfew!" Mom exclaims. She doesn't seem to appreciate the fact that the party starts so late in the night. Dad seems to agree with her too."I'll be back by midnight, I promise. You know I don't like all night parties," I assure them."Is Travis going with you?""Yeah, he really wants to.""Fine, you can go, but make sure you keep your eyes on him.""Sure.""I won't be back by midnight, I'll be staying till the party's over," Austin tells them."You are not going anywhere.""Why?""You've been to three parties already this month, no more until next month.""But Avan's allowed to go.""We let him because he hasn't been to any parties lately and we know he doesn't let himself get drunk at night parties, and we also know he will be back by midnight.""That's not fair.""I'm sorry honey, but you shouldn't be going to so many parties," mom says."We could let you go on one condition," dad offers.Mom gives him a questioning look and he just nods in return, re