A/N: New chapter for everyone! Hope you all enjoy it. I will hopefully have your banenrs for you all soon, Sammi is amking them for you all. This chapter pretty much introduces everyone else's character's.

~Chapter 2~
Yesterday is just a wrinkle on your forehead
Yesterday is a promise that you’ve broken
Don’t close your eyes
This your life
And today is all you’ve got now
And today is all you’ll ever have
Don’t close your eyes~Elizabeth POV~
“So, do you have any references from working with children?” The gray haired woman named Mrs. Shelly asked. I thought day care owners were young beautiful women not little gray haired old ladies.
“I use to baby-sit my little cousins back in Ireland. Does that count?” I said hesitantly with my brown eyes looking around nervously and I started to fiddle with my brown-red shoulder length hair nervously. She kept looking at my folder. I had been working for the past 3 year’s non stop in either a restaurant or a little shop here in Louisville.
See, I ran away from my home in Dublin, Ireland 3 years ago when I was 15. My father hated me ever since I was born because my mother died when I was born and all of my life he treated me like scum and sometimes verbally abused me. I had a small apartment here in Louisville, but I do want to get out of here as soon as possible because it just isn’t my kind of town. They are too much about family here and I need to get out of her as soon as I can. I’ve heard New York City or LA is a good place to start.
“So, Miss Andrews, you have no other experience with children?” Mrs. Shelly said looking over her horned rimed glasses at me with her grey eyes looking like they were trying to read my mind.
“No ma’am. Look, please give me a chance. I am really great with kids and I love kids a lot. I really need this job to pay my rent, please give me a chance.” I begged, I hated begging but I had no choice.
“I will give you a chance but let lay some ground rules. One, you have to not wear your earrings or your chocker necklace, the babies and toddlers will pull on them when you hold them. Two, no inviting friends or boyfriends to the day care center, no exceptions. Three, wear clothes you can get dirty in and look respectable, meaning no sweats or ripped jeans and no rude saying tee shirts. And finally, four, please be kind to all customers and follow the rules for each of the children.” Mrs. Shelly said standing up and walking over to her office door and out into the center.
“Oh, thank you Mrs. Shelly.” I said excitedly standing up and running over to her and I was about to hug her when I stopped and just shook her hand.
“You start tomorrow at 8 am sharp.” Mrs. Shelly said and she walked off to go work. I was so happy but event though I really didn’t want to work too much with kids, I like them but them sometimes get on my nerves. I will have to live just so I can pay rent. I guess America isn’t totally the land of opportunity, just the land of half way there opportunity.
~Rosalie POV~
“Welcome to the happiest place on earth! Now, I hope you enjoy your stay and please somebody shoot me.” I said taking tickets at the gates of the park, before my Sleeping Beauty shift for the Cinderella-bration show in 2 hours.
“Rosalie! Rosalie! Roger, roger Rosalie Evans, report!” My walkie talkie screamed at me.
“What do you want Orlando?!” I asked screaming into the walkie talkie.
“Geez, the heat getting to you out there?” He asked.
“Yes and the annoying people who are- “ I started to say and then I noticed some customers looking at me like I was crazy at the booth and I put up my closed sign and let people move to the next line, “I am just getting annoyed with some of our customers in line today. Now what do you want?” I asked.
“We need you down at the costume/make-up center, the show’s an hour early today and get your butt down here now before Phil kills the entire cast!” Orlando said and I quickly locked my booth and ran through the park to the employee/cast member building. I love my job, only when I get to be Sleeping Beauty, other times maybe not. I walked down the concrete steps into the basement and grabbed my costume and wig. I went into the women’s dressing room and changed and put my blonde wig on over my red hair up in a pony tail under a cap and went down to see Kelly to do my make-up.
I came to Florida when I was 18, now 21, to try and get an agent to get myself off the ground in my acting career, but the only way to pay for my agent and an apartment is to work here at Disney. Most people working here at Disney World are struggling actors. I hated my middle-class life and I really want to go to LA but that’s not gonna happen any time soon. So, I live with Orlando, Florida for right now. Funny thing is one of my best friends here at Disney is Orlando, he was from England and he only moved here about 4 years ago after his dad got a job transfer and remarried and he goes to college here in Florida, he is also a struggling actor like me.
I walked upstairs into the waiting room to see Orlando all dressed up in his Prince Charming outfit and having another fight with Brittany, who is Cinderella. They tried dating about a year ago but she dumped him and she always complains to him about her life problems and yells at him when something in her personal life or professional life goes wrong blaming him.
“Look, Brittany you broke up with me and that’s your fault and I don’t want to date you again. On stage when I kiss you it’s ACTING! Geez, stop blaming me for you relationship problems.” Orlando yelled.
“Hey Dave, what’s going on?” I asked Dave who plays Prince Phillip and is one of my best gay friends.
“Brittany blamed Orlando for her boyfriend breaking up with her this morning and she wants him to stop flirting with her but she wants him to date her again to get her boyfriend, Jack or James or whatever his name is, back by making him jealous.” Dave said and I rolled my green eyes.
“That woman’s got problems.” I said.
“I’ll say, she is going about getting her boyfriend Jack or James or whatever his name is back all the wrong way.” Dave said and I laughed and then Paul came running in throwing on his King outfit.
“Sorry everybody. Ok, I am now ready to go.” Paul said just as Phil walked in.
“Alright everybody lets get ready to go.” Phil said leading us down the concrete underground hallway and stopped us when we got underneath the Cinderella-bration stage. We took the elevator up into the closed castle and got ready to go out for the show.
“Break a leg Rosalie.” Orlando whispered in my ear as he got on his platform to go outside.
“Thanks Orlando.” I whispered back and he kissed my hand before Brittany slapped him and they heard the music and went out for the performance.
“Alright, Rosalie and Dave your next.” Mark the stage manager whispered and Dave took my hand we heard our cue and went out and began dancing for the show with the crowd cheering and clapping. God, I love this job.
~Natalie POV~
“Natalie! Get your butt back to work!” John yelled from inside the Italian Café where I worked as a waitress. One of the fanciest Italian restaurants in New York City. I was standing outside watching the actors go inside their theater across the street and I sighed. Geez, that would be so nice to live the theater life, performing on stage listening to the crowd cheer after every performance for you no matter what part you had, even if you were just a person who walked through the forest once or twice in the show. That would be amazing but I am just a waitress and I just on my break eating a bagel watching the actors go inside that theater without actually doing something about me becoming one of those people going in the theater.
“Natalie! Are you deaf?! Get your ass inside now! We got customers waiting!” John yelled.
“I’m coming! God, I am on my break!” I yelled back feeling my brown eyes turn red with rage at him cutting my break short. He slammed the door shut and went back inside. I quickly threw my long to the end of my ribcage length dark brown almost black hair up in a bun and walked back inside. I was wearing my waitress uniform which was black pants with a nice white blouse. Sometimes I wore a black skirt but I didn’t feel like dressing up in a skirt.
I went inside and grab my pad and black pen and went outside and began taking orders. On my about 15th order I was walking out when some little kid dropped his toy and I tripped and dropped all the food I had been carrying all over me.
“Nice one Natalie.” Mark said leaning over me. He was my ex-boyfriend and a jerk.
“Oh shut up Mark!” I said standing up and cleaning up all the food. I walked over to the table whose food it was, “I am so sorry about your orders. You will get a full refund and I will go and get your orders re-ordered in the kitchen. I am very sorry.” I said and then I picked up the little boys toy at the next table and handed it to the parents, “You had better watch your child and his toys.” I said angrily and then I left to go to the kitchen but Mark followed me. I stopped him before he followed me into the kitchen, “Look, what do you want?!” I whispered angrily.
“I just wanted to come over and say hi and see if you were free next Saturday?” Mark asked with one of his cheesy smiles. He had the perfect blonde hair and perfect green eyes, but on the inside he wasn’t perfect, he was an ass hole.
“No, we broke up because you were cheating on me and I don’t want to go out with some sleez bag like you and leave me alone before I charge a restraining order!” I half whispered half yelled and then I went into the kitchen told them to make table 25’s order again and then I went in the back and changed into my extra clothes. God, I would give anything to get out of this town for a while and away from Mark and John. I need a desperate 2 month vacation or a year vacation from New York City.
~Magnolia POV~
I sat on the bus watching DC pass me by with my brown hair blowing in the wind from the open wind in front of me. My brown eyes gazed at the monuments standing tall above me and it was pretty amazing for about 5 minutes and then it got old. We pulled up to the old church and stone building which would be my home for the next 3 years as I finished out graduate school. I am 21 years old and excited about meeting people from around the world at this great place. The bus stopped and we all pilled out.
“Welcome Ladies to the Convent in Washington DC.” The nun said walking toward us and I dropped my bags in shock.
“My parents sent me to a convent for graduate school?!?!” I yelled.
“Excuse me miss, is there a problem?” The nun asked walking over to me.
“Yes sister there is a problem, I shouldn’t b here. I am not going to become a nun.” I said and the nun laughed.
“Not every girl who comes here becomes a nun, but don’t worry. You will have a wonderful time here.” The nun said showing me inside and she took all of us girls to our dorm rooms and after she showed me into my room, I collapsed on my bed and screamed.
“I’ve got to get out of here! I need to get out of here. I don’t want to go to school at a convent. My parents have set me up!” I yelled to no one in particular. I had to get out of that place as soon as I can.
~Annamarie POV~
“Annamarie, get your butt up on the cat walk now!!” Margaret yelled at me as I sat in my chair talking on my cell phone with my step brother.
“Hey, look I better let you go get ready for work and my stage manager is yelling at me to get on the cat walk. I’ll call you when I get back. I love you and can’t wait to have you visit next month. Yes, mom is good but she always says she hates being with your dad even though the next day she says she loves him. Alright, I got to go before I lose my job and you lose yours. Love ya, bye.” I said quickly hanging up my phone, fixing my bra, putting my shoes on , and getting in line to go onto the cat walk in the latest styles by Calvin Klein.
I am stationed in Chicago but travel around the world to do fashion shows for Calvin Klein, Channel, Versace (sometimes), Gucci, and Levi jeans. I right now as I walked down the cat walk in Paris only there for a one night show and leaving right after this show to get on a red eye plane back to Chicago in time for a the Chicago fashion show for Levi jeans. After I did a little hair flip with my blonde just past the shoulder length hair, walked backstage and then went back out for the bow and then quickly ran backstage and changed and then left waving to the French paparazzi and got in the limo on the way to the airport.
God it’s weird that only 2 years ago I was still living in Orlando, Florida with my mom, my step-dad, my step-brother, and my little sister. I was only 16 when they signed me to model for Calvin Klein. They saw me at a local mall fashion show and wanted me to sign to be their model for the next 4 years plus signing to do other shows too. I am only 18 years old and a world famous model. I looked out the window and watched the Eiffel Tower pass me by and my green eyes sparkled at the beautiful city. We then arrived at the airport and shuffled onto the plane and took off for the states. God, I love life but only one thing is missing, love.
This is your life, are you who you want to be?
This is your life, are you who you want to be?
This is your life, is it everything that you dreamed
That it would be when the world was younger,
And you had everything to lose? Song- This is your Life By SwitchfootA/N: I hope everyone liked that chapter. Please leave nice replies! Banners are coming soon!
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~Kit-Kat~