Hollywood Car Wash
A Novel
1Really, if it hadn't been for my perky college roommate and her obsession with spinning class, none of this would have happened in the first place. In fact, I wouldn't have found out about the audition if it hadn't been for Carrie Ann and her annoying habit of getting up so early, which had led her to wake me up at 11:30 a.m. on a Monday in February. I'd been up all night and was really hoping she'd be gone all day so I could catch up on sleep.
No such luck. The door of our room closed with a loud thud and she flipped on the light, perhaps to spite me.
"Amy! Wake up! You're going to be late!" she said perkily.
I groaned. How one could at once be an early riser and a theater person was beyond me. I could tell she'd already been out in the world doing productive things while I was still sleeping off an all-night student film shoot that had gone on well past four a.m., and I resisted the urge to smack her in her already showered and made-up glory. People should not be allowed to be chipper before noon, I thought. At least not people who live in the fine arts dorm.
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