I stare at awe at my house. "Hey mom, is this our new house?" I looked up at our huge bricked home. (A/N I know that's probably not right, but I've been trying to see what the house next to R5's looks like and after 30 minutes I gave up. So boo-hoo.) My mom didn't answer. I decided to go pick my room. As I entered the house I walked through the little mud room, entering the living room. It had white carpet and grey walls. There were a few couches up against the wall, otherwise it was bare. The kitchen, well, was like any ordinary kitchen really. A sink, a fridge, a dish washer, some black and white marble counters, what do you expect? Then there was a studio like room, kind of small but it had a recording set, (It's pathetic but I don't know what it's called! 😂) which was pretty awesome. That also had two black couches. I walked up the stairs and there were six rooms. The first one was more of an office, just a Plain desk and a black leather chair. The next room was huge. It had a window spot, a walk in closet, a king size dark blue bed, with light blue lace covering for privacy. Yeah, this is definitely my room. I dig through the boxes I have and find a notepad. Luckily there is a pen attached to it so I write Nova's room. I head downstairs and help my mom unpack. I wonder when I get to meet R5!!
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I'm sorry it's short, and a boring terrible chapter, but I had to describe the house. And maybe because it was so terrible you'll get a double, maybe even triple update?
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FanfictionNova Baxter. You wouldn't be far off if you said she was obsessed. Obsessed with R5. They're all she talks about, sings about, and screams about. She maybe too poor to get tickets to see them, but that obviously doesn't stop her from loving them. Yo...
