Ashley is just your average 18 year old, except she's in the final two of America's #1 singing competition show. With millions of people watching her, once every week, she somehow manages to make it to the end.
She is given the opportunity to prefor...
I flipped to my side and reached for my alarm clock, sending flying across the room. I smiled when I heard it crack and hopped out of my bed. Since my clock was currently laying in pieces on my floor, I checked my phone for the time, 8am. I groan. It's too early to be awake. I slump over to my on suite bathroom and get in the shower. When I get out, I brush my teeth and blow dry my hair. My hair is brown, long,and straight. I grab my makeup bag and apply eyeliner with a slight wing, mascara and smokey eyeshadow, along with some cherry Chapstick. The Chapstick leaves my lips with a slight reddish/pink tint. I put all of my makeup back in the bag and shove it in the cabinet under my sink.
I trot over to my closet and stare at my clothes. 15 minutes later, I finally found an outfit to wear. I slipped on my black skinny jeans with this with cream colored lace crop top. I checked the weather on my phone. Its the middle May, but it was still cold as hell outside. Damn you Michigan! Its 56 degrees. I sigh and throw on a deep red cardigan and my black and white converse. I grab my glasses from my side table and put them on my face. Yes, I have glasses. They are black Ray-Ban Icon-wayfarers. I actually love them, I mean, for one I can see, and two it makes my face look better. Thats why i freaked when Silas took them off of me yesterday.
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I Glance at the time, I still have 10 minutes before I need to leave so I plopped onto my bed and go on twitter. I don't bother eating breakfast, I never do. I just don't have an appetite in the morning. Come to think of it, I never really have an appetite unless it's a food that I love. I scroll through my twitter feed and see that Fall Out Boy has tweeted. I read it,
"Excited to practice with Ashley Smith today!" I froze. Oh my gosh. They mentioned me... this whole thing still hasnt really sunk in yet. I'm meeting them today. I shoot up and walk out of my room and say goodbye to my parents and walk out of my house. If I stayed in there any longer, I would have just been thinking about meeting them, which would have resulted in either a panic attack or throwing up. So I just decide to start walking to the building.
I pop my earbuds in and turn on music. Camisado comes on and it gets me pumped up. I start jumping around as I run, I'm glad no one is outside right now, or I would be really embarrassed. I reach the building's door and take a deep breath, before walking in. In the main lobby are there is a sign that says "Ashley Smith" with an arrow pointing to the left and another with "Silas Young" and an arrow pointing towards the right. I walk down the hall until I find a door with "Ashley And Fall Out Boy" written on the front of it.
I look around for a second. This is my dressing room. I shrug and slowly open the door, just in case they are already here. My hands start to tremble a little as I step inside. No one is sitting on the couches. I sigh in relief.
"ASHLEYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!" I hear someone scream behind me. Before I get a chance to turn around, I'm being picked up from behind. I shriek as he runs towards one of the couches. At first I think it's Silas but it's not his voice, so then I think it's a crazed fan. But wait...the voice is familiar. The person throws me on the couch and I shoot up and turn to face the person.
Pete freaking Wentz is standing in front of me. Holy crap. My eyes grow wide as my inner fan girl starts freaking out. Yet I shall not show my fan girl and I will treat him like a normal person. "Pete? What the hell was that for? You could have killed me" I laugh. He smiles," Yeah, well I was bored and the others left to get coffee. So if it wasn't you who was waking through the door, then it would have been Patrick and he would have ended up on the couch instead,"
I laugh and grab a Coke out of my mini fridge and walk back to Pete,"I'm all for introductions, but I already know who you are and judging from how you screamed my name a minute ao, leaves me to assume you already know me as well," I laugh and sit down on the black leather couch. Andy would not appreciate these. Oh well. Pete laughs and sits next to me. We talk for a while until the door opens. I look up only to see three of my idols standing in the doorway. I almost colapse at the sight. They walk in, "hey, I'm Ashley," I smile at them.
Patrick smiles back,"hi, I'm Patrick, this is andy, and this is joe," He motions towards them, then he looks at Pete and them at me, " what did he do to you," I laugh at his suspicion. Pete pretends to be offended,"Wow Trick' I've done nothing wrong," He says in a dramatic voice, with his hand over his chest. Patrick looks at me and raises his eyebrow.
"Okay, okay. He may have picked me up and thrown me on the couch," I laughed. Joe starts laughing and Andy giggles. Patrick smiles and sits on the other couch. We spend the next hour or so, talking about what we want to do for the preformance. We were ordered to sing 10 songs. We made a list and we even have a suprise ending. It's going to be great.
After we get done discussing, we walk down to the stage and practice. Silas doesn't get to practice on the stage, he has a miniture stage setup in another room. I probably have the actual stage because I have a whole band with me and Silas only has one person.
We practiced until 6pm, well we took quite a lot of breaks. At one pount, we straight up left the building and went to a McDonald's. I mean... we never did that...
A/N~~~~~
I had no idea what to put in this chapter so... yeah... this was basically just a filler. Next chapter will probably be long, as it will be the preformance.
