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The Real World: Skeletons In the Closet

is there anybody left to see the sun?

Eric sits down at the desk, clutching his phone as he re-reads the email Jamie Collins, casting director from The Real World, had sent him. “Thank you for your entry.We would love to have you on the show this season. You will be contacted within the next few days with more information.” Short and to the point. He blinks a few times to make sure the email isn’t just some lucid dream, even going as far as to pinch himself. He had played sold out shows to thousands of kids before with no problem, but being on TV was far different. What if he has a bad hair day? What if he breaks out really badly right before they started shooting? What if he gets into a fight with another cast member? Who are the other cast members?

He texts Elliot immediately, sharing the news with his bandmate. “guess whos gonna be on mtv???? spoiler: its me”.
Almost instantly he gets a reply. “!!!!! Tell all the ladies how hot I am when you’re doing the confessionals!!!”
Eric sits back in his seat, shaking his head. “nooo way sucker. i dont want to be accused of lying in the first three seconds of being on the show.”
Laughing to himself he adds, “ and dont text this number anymore. im famous so i cant talk to you.”
He can almost imagine Elliot’s bellowing laugh as he claps his hand like a seal at the zoo.
“You’re such a asshole. I don’t wanna talk to you anyway. Although, I am kind of famous.”
Eric replies, “sorry who r u and y r u texting me?? bless the who?”
“You’re so funny,” Elliot answers back, “I’m dying of laughter. Just don’t forget me when you become super famous.”
“dont worry bud. one day you wont be forever alone. ima find you a lady this summer.”
Eric gets up to grab a bag of Doritos while waiting for El to reply. When he sit back down he notices the new message notification.
“All jokes aside, just be careful and don’t do anything too stupid.”
“That’s the goal.”
Eric mutters to himself.

Notes

yes, i know what youre thinking: wth kacie this is so short. and yes, you are right and im sorry but if i write anymore it would be shit bc of the mood im in rn buuuuuttt im much excite for this story!!! soo much is gonna happen and its just gonna be gr8.

song of the day (well, night bc its 11:40 pm actually): andria - la dispute

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