Chloé

The car skidded to a stop in front of the high-rise. "Thanks," I said, giving the driver a smile. As I climbed the stairs, my Jimmy Choo's clicked against the marble.

I placed my key in the lock, turned it, and pushed open the door. My roommate, Dani, was laying across the couch with nothing but her shorts on, twirling her hair, her cell phone up to her ear. "No. I said no. ... Fuck off, Ryan." She threw the phone on the ground and it shattered. "Oops," she said, laughing at me. "I guess I'll have to ask daddy for another one."

I went over to the fridge and pulled out a sparkling water before going to sit by Dani. "Oh!" I said, handing her my phone. "While you're at it, remind him that the rent's due." While Dani dialed her dad's number, I turned on the tv and flipped to E! News, propping my feet up on the living room table and settling in for the afternoon. I needed all the rest I could before tonight.