Star's POV
Boarding the plane, heading towards the rest of my life. Leaving Britain is the hardest decision I've ever had to make; but with all that's happening lately, there's really no other choice.
Fans are wild now, breaking into my house, threatening my family, ruining concerts, causing riots. I just can't do this anymore.
Let me tell you about myself; my name's Star Mason, I'm of 16 years old. Oh, and I'm a rockstar, a freakin' famous one here in Britain too. I have black, long hair, green eyes, that I hate, and a pretty nice body if I do say so myself. I'm really good friends with the boys in Asking Alexandria, and I'm not shy whatsoever. I speak my mind, and if you get offended; sucks for you.
I board the plane and look out of the small window. The beautiful scenery, the weather, the memories; all gone as of now.
I feel tears and I wipe my eyes; don't want to ruin my makeup now. A nap sounds good at this moment. I decide on closing my eyes for this lonely plane ride. Off to the U.S. where i'm not known whatsoever.
This is going to be hard.
--Going to aunt's house--
I arrive at my aunt's house and take in my new home. A pretty cool one story house; not too shabby. It's not like how mine was back home, but it was cute. I hesitantly knock on the door. I hope she likes me. I haven't seen here in about 7 years.
The door opens and out pops a very good looking boy. He's probably around my age, maybe older. He has longish, black hair, and tattoos all up his arms and neck.
As i'm checking him out, I notice him doing the same to me. I smirk and decide to pull out some charms.
"Like what you see?" I smile.
"Oh my god! You have a hot accent!" he says with a small blush.
I giggle, "I know. And you're hot period." I reply with a wink.
He laughs and puts out his hand, I'm Ronnie, Ronnie Radke. I'm in a band." He says with a smirk.
Gosh, I hate when rockstars are cocky. Major turn off.
I fake a smile, "Star, Star Mason. Nice to meet you."
"Jeez, I love your accent." he laughs.
I laugh awkwardly, "Where's my aunt, Ronnie?"
"Oh, she's at the store grabbing food."
Dang it.
"Wait, why are you here?" I ask him curiously.
He shrugs, "I needed a place to crash."
I nod my head.
"Mind grabbing some of my bags and helping me get settled?" I say with a puppy dog face.
He laughs, "Do it yourself. Peace out sexy."
He walks passed me, into the house laughing.
Wow, I was just rejected. This was new.
I grab my bags and walk into the pretty house. I walk down the hallway into an empty room. Guess this is mine?
Once I'm settled, I decide on being an adventurer!
Walking around, I hear humming. I walk closer to a door, hearing Ronnie singing;
I was born one morning in December
On the coldest day
Abandoned by my mother
Whom my father I was raised
YOU ARE READING
I Can Be Your Saviour
FanficLife of a rockstar seems easy for Star, that's so not true. She's a nobody. A girl who was known in the U.K. who's not in the U.S. The people she meets, such as BVB, ETF, and FIR don't even know who she is, yet, they're all calling dibs on her? She...
