StarStruck

Chapter 3

The day of the concert couldn't have came any faster. Jessica was excited and could barley sit down for a second. She was half dressed with her jeans and shoes on. The top was still hanging up in her closet, teasing her silently. Her mom walked into her room with Cody trailing behind her. Cody was wearing his favorite shorts and a tank top.

"Look at baby sis." He smirked as he flashed a toothy grin, "Can i take a picture with you, o great one?"

"I'm so not great, I'm awesome, and by the way you don't look in order for a picture." Jessica said pointing at his tragic outfit, "Shorts and tank top? Come on."

"I'm going surfing with Kelsey and her brother. Thank you very much." Cody said as he plopped down on the bed next to her.

Her mom, Lisa, smiled at the sight and took the opportunity to take a few pics with the camera. "You guys look so alike, it's scary." Lisa said as she smiled at her 2 children.

Jessica and Cody grew up the only two children in the house. They were close despite the age difference. Growing up  before their dad left, Their mom and dad constantly fought so going to the next best thing Jessica clung to her brother. After their dad left, Cody became more than a big brother and a son, but a protector.

"Miss lovely has arrived." Lacy said as she came walking into the room carrying her Louis Vuitton bag, a pair of Louis Vuitton shades hung off her shirt,

"How did you get in here, Lacy?" Cody asked quizzically as he gave her the once over.

"The door was open, so I invited myself in. I'm like family though right?" Lacy asked as she tossed her bag on the bean bag chair in the corner.

"Of course sweetie." Lisa said as she leaned down to kiss her on the cheek, "How's the family?"

"Doing great, they told me to tell you we're having a get together next week you guys should come by." Lacy said happily

"That sounds wonderful." Lisa headed for the door, but turned around, "Be safe at this concert, girls."

"Don't worry about us mom." Both girl said in unison. 

Lacy grabbed her bag and grabbed Jessica's top out the closet, 'Let's get a move on so we can get there on time."

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 Blake looked at his self one more time in the mirror before sitting down on the small couch. He always got nervous before a concert, even though he's done it a million times. Today was different, his family didn't make it, they chose to go home, and his girlfriend well she blew him off for something. Miles was pacing the room being a wreck, which made him even more nervous. He tried to muster up some confidence but he couldn't find none. You would think a celebrity would have high levels of esteem, but not him. He was as insecure as the next person.

He could hear the screams of the crowd through the walls. It was music to his ears which boosted him up a little. He was wearing his lucky chain, the one his brother gave him. He held the chain in his hand. This was his brother's dream not his...he pushed the thoughts out of his head, Now wasn't the time to get sad. He wore a plain white shirt under a leather black jacket with a pair of black skinny jeans and red high tops. He grabbed his black baseball cap from off the coat rack and followed Miles out to the backstage arena.

"Are you ready?' Blake asked Miles

"A little jumpy." Miles admitted.

Miles was wearing a Blue and gold t-shirt with a pair of black denim jeans. He had on a pair of old gray high tops that gave him luck along with his black baseball cap.