#Chapter55
I jump with shock at the sudden banging on my door.
They are knocking on the door so quickly that it is only natural of me to assume that it is something urgent.
I place my movie script on the empty couch space in front of me, leaving it open on the page that I was just memorizing.
After making sure that it is not going to fall closed on its own I hop up from my couch.
I hurriedly make my way towards my front door.
Quite frankly I am worried that this person is going to break my door off of its hinges if I am not quick enough.
Thanks to me lightly jogging I reach the door in record time.
Once I reach my front door I hurriedly unlock it and swing it open, not thinking to check the peep hole.
What if there was a paparazzi at the door?
Or worse, a potential murdered?
/"Bea?!/" I voice, appalled at her uncharacteristic actions
Has she completely lost her mind?!
