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Peppermint Dreams It is not true! Sorry if it’s corny, It is my first attempt at Fan Fiction. This story may reach some pretty interesting points in the future. There will be swearing, and mature situations. If you can’t handle it, leave. You have been warned. This story starts out in a medium size suburban town in Ontario, Canada. It is set in March of the year 2000. The main characters are two girls who are striving for an acting career. Ainslie, a sixteen-year-old girl with shoulder length brown hair and golden highlights, hazel eyes and was average size but a little chubby. The other girl Marisa is sixteen years old, has long blonde hair that was layered, piercing green eyes, and is the model type. They had been best friends since the beginning of grade nine. They had many things in common among their love for acting, and music.
Chapter 1: Those Differences "Rinnggggggg, ringggggggg," The phone blared. Ainslie ran from her family room to the kitchen to get the phone. "Hey, Ainslie! It’s Marisa" "I guessed that Marisa" Ainslie replied "You got me in the middle of my "Sweating to The Oldies" video." "Sorry Ainslie! You know you don’t have to exercise everyday, you’re not even fat" "Well, you know Marisa, I have to lose weight somehow. I’ll never become a famous actress with this fat ass" "You a fat ass? I’ve seen many guys looking at that ass. It’s better than my flat one." "Well, still gotta do it hun, so what did you call for?" Ainslie finally piped in. "I had to tell you that I got the job down in California, for the movie. You know how we did those auditions on tape? Well they called me today!!!! " Marisa said quickly. "That’s cool Marisa, but they didn’t call me yet." Ainslie said sadly Ainslie thought, "Great another one of those fucking conceited, bony assed directors who can’t hire a girl for her talent. Fucking discrimination, that’s what it is. Got a little meat on your bones and they think you can’t act" "They’ll call you soon, I’m sure of it!!!" Marisa replied "Sure, well I call you later Marisa." "Bye" "Bye" Ainslie hung up the phone a little frustrated, but more like a little angry. Ainslie went back into the family room and continued her exercise video. She thought, "I’ll just have to work a little harder, that’s it. I’ll show those assholes" After the next half and hour of the video tape, Ainslie continued to work out, she had to lose weight sooner or later. Marisa would get all the jobs, like she always does. Marisa was her best friend and all but she was getting a little too perfect for her.
The Next Day Ainslie’s muscles ached from the three hours of exercising she continued to do after the video. She got out of bed her wavy brown hair had turned curly from not drying it the night before. She yawned and checked out the alarm clock on the side of the bed. It read 10:30 a.m. on such a beautiful Tuesday morning. "March Break!!!, You gotta love it." Ainslie spoke aloud. She jumped out of bed and turned on the CD player. "Oh Baby, Baby, How was I supposed to know, that something was unright here?" the speakers blared. "Oh man, no Britney today. I feel less then princess like at this moment" She thought. "I know what will make me feel better. A little "Raining in my Mind" perhaps. Ainslie had not stopped listening to this tape that her cousin had mailed her. The homemade cassette read "The Moffatts". She didn’t really care who the Moffatts were or what they looked like. This sounded pretty damn good. It was not as edgy as she was used to, but it was nice. Alana had invited her to the concert, in New Hampshire but her auditions had gotten into the way. She wished that she could see her cousins more often, but everything had gotten in the way. "Rinnnngggg, rinnnnng," the telephone blared. Ainslie quickly turned off the stereo. "Hello," "Hello, may I speak to Ainslie Paige Winters?" "Speaking, may I ask who is calling?" "Hello, my name is Stewart F. Peterson and I want to let you know that you have received a part of a main character in the movie that EMI records was auditioning for. The sponsors of the movie have reviewed your tape and they would like to send you the script. We start shooting April 30 in San Francisco, California. We hope that you can be there." "Why thank you Mr. Peterson. Can you give me anymore details on what the movie is about?" "I am sorry Ms. Winters, but I don’t even know that much about it." " I am faxing the script to you right now." "Thank-you very much, this means a lot to me." "Congratulations, Good-day" "Click" Ainslie hung up the phone. She couldn’t wait. Her first major movie role. Maybe this would be a break. Wow, California. She was in awe. Now back to the music.
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