Finding Who I Was Meant To Be

Chapter 1

Nicole smiles as she goes through the albums on the classic rock shelf. Due to her more "eclectic" taste in music, she usually goes to the record shop by her home in Dallas to get her music.

Nicole D'Mapole has always been an odd girl. She's very anti-mainstream, from the music she listens to to the clothes she wears. You won't see very many teenage girls in Dallas wearing knee high socks and steel toed combat boots. Nicole didn't care though. She preferred to stick to her music and not get involved with everything else.

As she went to grab for the Rolling Stones' "Out Of My Head" record, another hand reached for the album. Nicole quickly retracted her hand. "Sorry," she mumbles, not bothering to look up.

"Don't worry about it. You can have it. I already have their greatest hits album, so I have all these songs." The person said. Nicole looks up. "Really?" She asks the rocker guy standing in front of her. He nods. "Yeah. It's no big deal really. I'm Dalton by the way." He holds a hand out. She offers a small smile and shakes his hand. "I'm Nicole," she replies. Dalton nods, "I know. We were in the same guitar class at the School of Rock. Plus I've seen you here often." Nicole studies Dalton, trying to remember him. "Oh yeah! I remember you now. I miss that class. Why'd you leave?" She asks Dalton.

Dalton shrugs. "I joined a band and then I didn't have time for the School of Rock." Nicole nods. She had joined a small rock band herself that was big on YouTube. She understood where Dalton was coming from. Dalton looks at her, "Are you still there?" He asks. Nicole shakes her head. "Sadly, no," she replies, "I joined a rock band. You might have heard of us, Pandemonium is our name. We're really big on YouTube." Dalton's jaw drops, "You're in Pandemonium? My band mates and I love you guys."

Nicole smiles. "Really?" She asks. Dalton nods. "Yeah, want to go meet them right now?" She nods in response. Nicole quickly pays for her records and then they head out to Dalton's house. Nicole smiles at the thought that she might have found a friend or two. If only she knew who she was going to meet.