Song of the chapter- Boyfriend by Big Time Rush
Because Harry and Zayn want to be her "b, b, b, b-b-b, b-b-boyfriend" :)
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"Urgggghhhlblurghl," I make inhuman noises as I stretch on the couch.
"Woah there," Avery comments, wide-eyed. I roll my eyes at her dirty mind.
It's about 5 PM, day 3. How we're all still in one piece is a miracle.
Well, Harry may be missing a few, but WHO CARES?
I pull out my phone and IM Avery.
Lyssieboo: I just realized something.
Maybeavey: what?
L: I kissed two boys yesterday. In a world famous boyband. If the press ever finds out, I am so dead.
M: technically, Harry kissed you, and you certainly didn't approve haha
L: true :)
M: you slapped the cocky right out of his smirk XD
L: you know it! Lol
M: now stop being antisocial and talk instead of IMing
L: :p
I put it in my pocket but stop when it starts blasting Stand Up again. I blush at the boys' smirks and answer it.
"Hello?"
"Hi, Miss Lynne. It's Mr. Rich."
I smile. "Hello! What's up?" I mentally facepalm at my choice of words. Professional, Lyssa, professional.
"I was wondering if it would be possible for you to stop by the studio tonight? We're wanting to see about starting with recording, and my boss wants to meet you."
I smile even bigger. "Yes, yes of course! Is it okay if I bring a few friends?"
"Sure! I don't see any issues with that. Could you come around 7?"
"That works for me! I'll be there," I smile before hanging up. Everyone look at me expectantly and I chuckle before getting really excited again. "That was the record company," I say simply, and everyone starts freaking out.
"RECORD COMPANY?"
I smirk slightly. "Yes, the scout at the Dream Concert thing came up to me and offered a demo. Of course I said yes. Now, we need to be there by 7, so me and Avery are going back to my flat since I have nothing here. Okay?"
The boys nod, and Avery drags me out of the room, both of us yelling goodbyes. We then run to my car, me driving home in record time. I sprint inside, yelling at Avery that I'm going to take a shower and for her to start laying out potential outfits.
I jog to the bathroom, stripping down and hopping in. I lather and rinse all over, using conditioner also of course. My hair needs all the help it can get.
I step out, putting on my lovely towel dress. I walk out of the bathroom, tossing my hair into a ponytail for the time being. I see Avery standing by my bed, a few outfits laying out. I nod my approval and she smiles. I look at the first one, a cute pink ruffly top and dark skinny jeans. It's paired with brown sandals and a long necklace with a black heart on it.
It's cute, but a bit too casual.
I move on to the next one, a "peace love microphone" off-the-shoulder shirt with a dark purple background. This is paired with some lighter skinny jeans and black flats. Good for the mall, but not quite right for this.
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Just a Dream
FanfictionAlyssa is just your average 18 year old girl with huge dreams. But, every story has a twist. Right?