Princess To The Public (A Ross Lynch Fan Fiction)

Happy Birthday Alice - Chapter 9

ALICE'S POV:

*BEEP BEEP BEEP* I woke up to the annoying sound of my alarm. I turned it off and rolled back over to see Riker. I was wishing it was Ross especially after last night.

"Ugh I hate you!" Rocky called tiredly.

"Aww thanks so much for wishing me a happy birthday." I sassed him.

"I didn't sleep long enough for it to be your birthday." Ratliff complained "What is it like 11:30 at night?"

"It's actually 6:00." I corrected him as I sat up.

"Why did you have to wake us up so early?" Riker complained.

"Because I'm going to be on National television today so I have to look good." I explained.

"But you always look good." Ross yawned. I blushed.

"Thanks." I gushed.

"Give her a break guys." Rydel said "Happy birthday Alice."

"Thank you!" I beamed. I got up and had a shower. When I got out the boys were in a better mood.

"Happy Birthday!" They called.

"Thanks guys!" I said as I grabbed a bowl for cereal. I ate quickly so I had more time to get ready. Soon we were ready to go to the studio.

"Hi I'm Alice Montgomery." I chirped to security "Im doing an interview on Good Morning New York." He checked his list.

"Ok come in." He said. I walked in, Rydel, Rocky, Ratliff, Riker and Ross following behind. We were immediately welcomed by the studio director

"So the show starts in half an hour and you'll be on fifteen minutes after it starts." He explained. Then he looked at the band.

"There's a tv in your dressing room that they can watch on."

"Ok." I chirped. Then he showed us to the dressing room. Where I was to wait until the show started. In the dressing room there was a couch and two chairs to sit on. I was sitting on the edge of the couch that was closest to the door, Riker was beside me in the middle and Rydel was on the other end. Ratliff and Rocky were on the chairs. Ross, having no where to sit decided he'd sit on my lap.

"Ugh Ross you're too fat!" I complained attempting to push him off.

"Please, I'm pure muscle." He said.

"Whatever you say..." I said. He didn't move.

"Can you sit on Riker?" I asked.

"Nope!" He chirped.

"But it's my birthday!" I complained

"On my birthday these idiots." He motioned to the band "Sprayed me with silly string on stage."

"Ugh!" I complained.

"If you want you can sit on me." He smirked. I thought of the options.

"Fine." I said. He got off of me so I could get up. He put his hand on his lap just before I sat on him. He squeezed my bum! And I couldn't do anything about it without people getting suspicious, so every time he did it I had to save our relationship by not reacting. He was probably enjoying this so much.

"So are you nervous Alice?" Ratliff asked. I nodded my head.

"It's going to be shown in America and Canada!" I exclaimed "And there's a studio audience."

"You'll be fine." Riker assured me.

"I hope so." I said. Soon the director came back and told me I had to go back stage. I said bye to everyone and hugged them. He lead me backstage and I watched Debra Collins introduce the show. She talked about the weather and traffic then she said