The only one -Harry Styles-

Starting Over

*Two Weeks Later*

I had my backpack packed, and my credit card that had ALOT of money on it, and even a lot of bills.

LA. I'm going to LA. I'm going to pursue my dreams. I can't stay in the shadows. Its time to change myself and start all over again. Change my hair color, my last name, and my attitude.

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"Flight 806 Now landing in Los Angeles, CA" a loud, way too preppy voice said over the speaker of the airplane. We landed, and I hurried to the baggage claim, and finally found my bags. Before I got off the plane, I called a hotel and got a room for tonight. It was one of two rooms on the top floor. The bad part about the rooms is that they share a kitchen and a living room. That's where I would be spending most of my time. Oh well, I don't care about it. I have chosen to be a carefree person from now on. First, I dropped off my bags at the hotel, and went to the salon. I had to change my hair color. Blue? Red? Green...? Purple..?

I decided to get my hair layered, and had the top dyed electric blue, and the bottom dyed purple. I then went to some random tattoo and peircing shop and decided I would get snakebite peircings and a couple on both of my ears. I then got a tattoo behind my ear that was a bunch of tiny birds flying upwards and I got one on my wrist that said Carpe Diem. That translates into "Seize the Day"

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After a short taxi ride, I was back at the hotel. Ok. Time to face my 'roommate' for the week. As I got to my room, I heard a couple voices. Ok. More than one roommate. I opened the door, seeing four boys. Good. I can't stand girls. They all froze when they saw me, their eyes going wide. Another boy walked out. I recognize that hair. That curly mop of hair that sits on top of his perfec- no!! What am I thinking? He left. That can't be him.. right? But as he looked up, I knew that my thoughts were proved correct. Both of our eyes widened, and I slowly backed away to my room. Since it was the only empty room there. I dropped my bags, organizing all my stuff into the drawers. I stayed in my room watching TV until I realized I had to face him sometime. I went out there and sat right in between the blonde guy and the one with the black quiff on the couch. They all introduced themselves, and I gave them a smile. " I'm Hayley M- Hayley Falzon." I said, giving a nervous chuckle at the end of my introduction. We went over a few questions. How old are you. Favorite animal. Favorite color. All that jazz. But suddenly it went into a complete and utter awkward silence. The worst I've ever experienced. "NO!" I shouted. They all jumped in their seats. "In an awkward silence one out of five people are thinking about Abe Lincoln. There are six people here. Therefore, one of us was thinking about Abe Lincoln. Possibly two. And Abe Lincoln scares me.." I said, making them all burst out into laughter. J guess this wouldn't be so bad. As long as harry didn't recognise me.