As The Rush Comes

[aundrea]

At a Barnes and Noble, that's where you would rarely see Aundrea Davis but today was an exception. She had research to do that wouldn't work at home. Her computer crashed, again, weird right you would think that it didn't like her or something. Oh well, Aundrea scrunched up her nose in disgust as she walked through the doors to the Barnes and Noble that one like Aundrea would rarely step foot in.

It wasn't that Aundrea was afraid of it, more like she was disgusted by it. Who would want to go to a store full of books? Her feelings were kind of like the ones of the people in the town in the book Farenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury. They hated books so they burned them. Although, Aundrea would never burn books that would be mean.

Drea sighed and hitched her purse higher on her shoulder and walked to the research section. She was trying to find a book about colleges and what the best ones were. After all, she was a senior and was graduating in only a matter of months. As she walked to the shelves she noticed there were people just sitting in that store reading in a chair. You would think they had nothing better to do than sit and read a book.

You have got to be kidding me Aundrea thought with a look of disgust as she passed the people she thought to be weird. She sighed and continued on her way to the shelves. Upon reaching them, she noticed a not too thin but not too thick book about the colleges in the US that were the best. It seemed okay to her so she brought it to the checkout counter and got out her credit card.

Aundrea paid for her book and walked over to the mini-starbucks. After this trip, she deserved to reward herself with something suit and maybe a shopping spree later.

[Jillian Onassis]

<sup>Barnes and Noble was practically the second home of little Miss Jillian Onassis. Naturally, she had already purchased her venti sized hot green tea and was sitting upon one of the many plush chairs in the store reading. What was she reading? A biography book about the life of John F. Kennedy, of course. It was no secret that Jillian was practically obsessed with JFK, especially since she was related to Jackie, even if it was only by marriage.

She turned the page of her book silently as she adjusted her position in her chair. She was dressed casually, after all, she was just at the bookstore. She wore a pair of distressed denim jeans in a medium wash on her bottom half and a simple white Calvin Klein fitted t-shirt on her top with the designer name in the signature grey font. Her wavy locks were tucked neatly behind her ears while stylish slender rimmed reading glasses covered her brown eyes. Yes, Jillian wore reading glasses. After reading in the darkness of her bedroom as a child when her parents thought that she was asleep her eyes started to go out on her. It wasn't too bad though. She just needed glasses to read.

When reading, Jillian periodically looked up at her surroundings just to make sure no strange people were staring at her. With her status, that tended to happen from time to time. However, when she looked up she didn't see any of the previously mentioned people, but she did see Aundrea Davis. Now, Aundrea wasn't exactly her favorite person in the world, but if she was in Barnes and Noble she couldn't be all bad, right?

Jillian lifted herself up off of her seat and made her way over to the cafe area, which wasn't too far from where she had been sitting. "Hey Aundrea. I didn't think I'd see you here." she said, trying to be friendly. Jillian wasn't exactly the outgoing type, but she was in a nice mood for the time being.</sup>

[aundrea]

Aundrea sighed as she started to read through the book on colleges. The first place she would look would have to be New York. Her mother and father wanted her to be close to them if she decided to go to a very good college. Brown wasn't too far and neither was Yale. If only Aundrea had the money for the two schools that would be great.

Her family, wasn't the richest family on the block. Her mother, a store owner and her dad a pilot, they weren't the best jobs to get a good income. Aundrea made by though, her friends helped her out in times of need.

Sifting through the pages, Aundrea came across NYU and Juliard. Juliard was a prestigious school full of the best of the best in singing,dancing, acting and so much more of the dramatic arts. For so long, Aundrea had dreamed of being a singer and moving out to Hollywood later on. Her parents had banished those dreams saying they didn't have the money but Aundrea would never give up.

Aundrea hearing a voice behind her, put her book down and took a sip of her iced latte before deciding to turn around and see who it was. Jillian Onassis, the girl everybody knew for being in the Clique. As much as Aundrea wanted so desperatly to be in their clique, she knew she would never be accepted. The girls in that group, all lived in Penthouses on 5th avenue.

Aundrea on the other hand, only live on the Upper West Side. She didn't mind it so much, it was much less expensive and it fit her needs. Putting a fake smile on her face, Aundrea turned around to face Jillian. "Hey Jillian long time no see" She replied with a tense but not showing it voice. "Yes, Well I had something that I needed in here" Aundrea ended with another fake smile.