So, first off I wanna start with YES, I will be in my own story, but you guys can request to be in them as well. Well, let's see how this goes. Hopefully, it will be good.
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Brooke's POV:
So I just moved to LA with my family. My dad got relocated to a store here and I had to get up and move from my beautiful ocean front house in Florida to a house in the suburbs in the middle of Los Angeles. Woo. (Notice the sarcasm in my voice please) I'm 16 years old. I already had a job lined up for this summer too. I was going to be a lifeguard at the local water park near my house, but I guess that's ruined. I had to up and leave all my friends to come to this stupid town where I know absolutely no one. Somehow, my father already has friends out here though. He knows some bug record producer person. I think his name is Jamie? I dunno.
"Brooke!" My mom yelled at me.
"Ma'am?" I yelled back.
"We're having company over in 2 hours! Hurry and finish unpacking." I let out a sigh. Great.
Don't get me wrong. I like it here, it's cool. I'm just not too excited about having no friends here. I promise I'm not the 'I-hate-everything' type of person. I'm actually very outgoing and fun to be around. ( I think?)
Well, I finished unpacking just in time because as soon as I close my drawers there's a knock on our front door. I look out the window to see a man and 5 boys. I walked down the stairs just as my parents invited them all in.
"Brooke, this is Mr. Jamie King and his band IM5. They're all around your age I believe." My dad says.
I nod my head slowly as I examine all 5 of the boys. They were hot. Very hot.
"Why don't you 6 go to your room and hangout while us adults talk, Cook?" my mom suggests.
Great, she just called me Cook in front of all these hot guys. Yay. "Okay." I say tucking a piece of my shiny red hair behind my ear and lead the guys upstairs.
"Sorry about all the boxes. We just got moved in." I say trying to move some boxes out of the way.
"It's cool. We totally understand." The blonde one said. Whoa, is he wearing eyeliner? Hot.
"We should probably introduce ourselves. I'm Gabe."
"I'm Dalton." the blonde one said smiling at me.
"Dana." the littlest one said flashing a perfect white smile at me.
"I'm William, but everyone calls me Will."
I looked at the brunette. He was probably the cutest.
"Sorry, I'm Cole." He said with a laugh. I smiled at them.
"Well, I'm Brooke."
Dalton smirks. "What?" I question. He laughs and then replies, "I thought you were the cook."
Dead. I'm totally and completely dead inside. Thanks Mom. "No, Cook is my nickname. It's short for Cookie. Ya know, like Brookie Cookie?"
Cole laughs. "Dude, you thought she was the cook?"
Oh my gosh. His laugh. That has to be the sexiest thing I've ever heard. "Do it some more?"
All the guys are looking at me strangely. "What?" I question them. "You said, do it some more."
Dana laughs. GREEEAT!
"Oh, sorry. I zoned out. I'm still kinda tired from the drive out here." I replied trying to cover for myself.
Gabe laughs. "Don't worry about it. We understand. Your dad told Jamie that you drove your car out here that way you didn't have to go back next week."
So they already knew about me? Hmm. "Yeah, I did. It was a long, boring drive by myself. I swear, people on that interstate probably thought I was retarded I was singing so loud." They all smirked. Maybe I could get used to this....
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Well, that's the end of Chapter one! I hope you guys enjoyed it. I promise it will get better. I already have a ton of ideas for it.
