Literally too tired to make a legit set. I started but was like mmm, better not.

DO YOU LIKE ARTSY PHOTOS? MESSAGE ME FOR MY INSTAGRAM AND THEN YOU'LL HAVE A TON IN YOUR NEWSFEED. #hipster5life

God, the Grammys this year are so bad. I'm just waiting for Frank Ocean. Wut wut.

Onto the audition:

Name: Cassandra 'Cassie' Leah St. John
Age: 23
Personality: sweet, bubbly, easy going, loud
likes: talking, the beach, fairytales, comedy movies and television dislikes: bossy people, when people call her juvenile, being alone, players
Bio: There's always that one girl with the stars in her eyes and the eyelet dress that says something profound and wise one moment and then runs around in her skimpy bikini. Meet Cassie. She is one of the sweetest girls you will ever meet and is a great shoulder to cry on. She grew up in an upper middle class household with four brothers and sisters in a small suburb outside of San Diego. She spent the summers on the beach, partying with friends and swimming with boys, and the rest of the year working hard in school, reading most days. She met her best friend Leigh and the two bubbly blondes connected from start to finish. They never go anywhere without each other and even decided to go to college together. Cassie is currently single, but tends to date around a lot and has never had trouble getting boys. She has an armful of bracelets, one for each boy she has kissed/dated. She's looking to settle down a little and be in a serious relationship. Recently, her twin brother has passed away and she's been completely broken up about it. Her life took a turn from it's nonstop party, to a more mellow and savored approach. She no longer drinks or smokes and refuses to drive with anyone or anyone who is under the influence since her brother's cause of death was a car accident. After the death of her brother, she wanted to know more about people and what causes them to make choices and how bad choices could be prevented. She read every communications and psychology book in her high school's library and decided to study communications in college. But, her life isn't completely a wreck, she works at a Disney store and spends lots of time with her friends to stay whimsical and happy. Her life finally seems to be on an up, but it's a roller coaster; and what goes up must come down.
Sorority: Kappa Xi 
Why they are in the sorority: Just a way to branch out and make new friends
Playlist:
1. Something Good Can Work by Two Door Cinema Club {http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wxu02vp_Vm0}
2. Carried Away by Passion Pit {http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FhV1XB6eFuw}
3. Time to Pretend by MGMT {http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9dSYgd5Elk}
4. Summertime Sadness by Lana del Rey {http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nVjsGKrE6E8}
5. National Anthem by Lana Del Rey {http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=60cvtxwlJr8}
Gifs:
1. Being on the beach {http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb8jyjYxBY1rsgfj8.gif}
2. Being with friends {http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m2ip8qeewH1r6ry43o1_250.gif}
3. Seduction {http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb8jgd5Oli1rsgfj8.gif}
4. Smiling {http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb8jm8o8Js1rsgfj8.gif}
5. Talking about herself or asking questions {http://media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mb8jj2wROT1rsgfj8.gif}
Model: Lindsay Ellingson
Short story from your characters point of view about the last day of summer before going back to UC San Diego: 

Inhale. 

This isn't supposed to hurt. 

The more we do this, the less awful it will be.

Exhale.

I shifted uneasily and smiled feebly at my friend Nate. He tried to smile back, but was this was al new to him too. 

I tied my hair into a loose braid and relaxed at the warm feeling of having Nate's arms around me. The wheel began to spin and his large hands and my small ones began to shape the clay. Bits splattered everywhere, hitting me in the face.

I screamed and then broke into a fit of laughter. 
The slap of clay hurt and Nate laughed at the moist clay that was beginning to dry on my cheek. "Clay is edible, right?" Nate asked. I looked at him deviously and nodded. He returned the smile and kissed my cheek where the clay was. "The party's just starting," he said with a sly wink.

We made out for a while and then realized we were covered in clay. "Ew, I need to change," I laughed. We got out and took the messy clay blob with us. 

It was a hot August day and school was about to start back up tomorrow. It seemed deadly in the hot Pasadena heat and I was sweating up a storm. We went over to the local college where Nate was enrolled and went into his peaceful, air-conditioned room.

''Take a shower with me?" Nate asked. I laughed and shook my head. He shook his head with a smile and ducked into bathroom, closing the door. I stripped off my tank top and laid on the bed in my bra and shorts. It was too hot and quickly sat up again. Now was perfect.

I didn't like Nate. It wasn't him at all. I slipped my tank top back on and quickly slid out the door, making nothing but a squeak, which would be nearly impossible over the loud roar of the shower.
"Jacob?" I asked, speaking slowly into the phone. I wasn't sure where I was going or where I was supposed to be without Nate by my side, but I just kept walking; Nate's building getting smaller and smaller as I stepped briskly. 

"Hello?" A groggy voice answered. Yes.

"Hi, it's Cassie."

"Cassie? What do you want?" 

A loud crack erupted and I ducked into a phone booth. I quickly hung up my cell phone and redialed him on the phone in the phone booth. "It's me again. I need you to come get me," I said beginning to cry.

"Why, what's wrong?" He asked, concern rising in his voice.

"I love you," I said hanging up. Look at me. I never was tied down, but now, after twelve years, I realized my best friend was something else. I loved him like Jackie loved John. It was all and I was tired to lying to myself and seeing people I didn't care about on the side. I was done.

OPTIONAL PORTION- 
Character study: {this would be in addition to the bio, not in place of it}

rest tomorrow @katylinfeelsunpretty
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