1: Alesha

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(Play song) Alesha:

I look around, trying to find a change of detail, but my family car remained exactly the same. "Ally, we're here. Do you need any help?" Dad asks. "No thanks. I'm fine." I step out of the car, wincing slightly as my left arm/hand moves suddenly. I smacked it against a building by accident..
"Well, I'm helping anyway." Dad gives me no choice, and grabs my three bags. "Oh thanks..." I whisper standing up shakily. It still hurt after three weeks, but mum said I'd be fine in another two days.

Dad puts my bags in the largest room. Andrew, my little 12 year old brother scowls seeing the size of my room. "How come Ally gets a better room!" He whines. "Cause I'm older." I offer, watching the moving truck pull up. "Ooh look, my stuff." I walk downstairs, and out the door.

*3 hours later*

I lay down on my bed, after finishing my room. Baseball.
On good days, I have a chance to hit the ball. Every other day, pitching is my number 1 best skill.
Posters of Netball, Basketball, Tennis, LaCrosse, Baseball, Football, Soccer, Dancers, Singers and random things were stuck on my walls. I look at the time on my clock, it read 5:57.
Eh.
I go down the steps. "Mum, I'm going out!" I shout. She slides into the open foyer on a wheelie chair. "Oh really?" She questions with her eyebrows raised. "Um," I start, "Yes?"

"I dunno, sounds pretty dangerous." She exclaims, spinning around. "Oh dear lord mum, seriously?" I sigh. "Will you get kidnapped?" Mum faces me, stroking her imaginary beard. "Probably not."
"Hmmmmmm."
"Mu-"
"Hmmmmmmmmm"
"Mum serious-"
"HMM."
"Please stop it m-"
"HMM." She cheers childishly, spinning around and rolling away. "Oh my god." I groan. "Alright! Go on!" She chuckles, shooing me off. "Thank the genies... bye." I walk out the door, jogging down the steps.
I started hopping from one foot to another on the pathway, the sunset faced me, casting a shadow.
I grin, spinning around, and continue walking, stumbling a little. My eyes scan over everything. Being alone made me happy and sad, and I never expected to always be alone. I bump into someone.
I yelp, grabbing my arm. A tall boy falls down too. He had brown hair, but his eyes were obviously dark, I couldn't tell. "Sorry! Ah, didn't see you there, my fault." He winces. "I wasnt paying attention, sorry." I chuckle, standing up. Something catches my eye in the distance, and I start running towards it, leaving the boy alone. It was a perfect view of the stars.
I bolt into the area, not noticing any details. I just stare up at the stars. My long legs stride forward, as shooting stars fall.
Laughter follows from where I entered. "Yeah yeah, And Benny was all like 'It was all my fault' and the girl was like 'I was just fazed by your beauty-'" The boy gets cut off. "Shut up, Yeah Yeah." A familiar voice mutters. "Who's that?" Someone asks
I turn around, seeing a group of 8 people. "OH OH IS THAT BENNYS CRUSH!?"
"Yeah yeah! You love her, even though who have no idea what she looks like." I suppose 'Yeah yeah' says.

Confusion washes over my face, as I walk past them, turning around, and sighing, before running off.

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