Okay, so first things first I'm the realist, jk, THIS IS MY STORY, THIS IS MY IDEA, DON'T STEAL IT. THAT IS ILLEGAL AND RUDE. THANX<3
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Chapter one
Your first love is one love that you will always remember. The break up, that hurts the most. My first love had left me. Left for no real reason.
And once I found him again, I had to pretend that everything was fine when it wasn't. Hours of fake smiles, trying to pretend my fake laughs were real. And one broken heart still in pieces.
There were only ever two things that could make me smile, really smile if only for a little while, those were my best friend Niall, and singing. It's funny, how you think you know someone and then you realize...you never really new them at all. Niall was that someone, he could light up an entire city with his smile, steal a million girls hearts, and break them. That's what he did to me anyway.
I still love him though, but I haven't seen him since we were 15, two years ago. He had left me. He told me when he auditioned for the x-factor that he would text and call or Skype everyday. However two weeks in, I never heard from him again.
This year I am going to move on, live my dream that no one, not even my parents new about. I want to be a singer. I've always wanted to be a singer, ever since I was in grade school. So I am going to audition for the x-factor this year, the only problem though is that no one has ever heard me sing before, not even Niall. Therefore I don't even know if I'm good, which makes this even more nerve racking.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" asked my new best friend Claire. We met about the same time niall left. We went to grade school together but we didn't really click until two years ago. She is the exact opposite of me but I guess that's why we work.
"Definitely " I responded confidently as we pulled as we pulled into the parking lot, maybe 6 hours before it actually starts. There are already like 50-70 people in the line, hundreds still to come. We get in line and set up some chairs for ourselves because I'm in heels and we will be in a line for like 6 hours. She really is a great friend for doing this with me.
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Once we got to the front of the line a little lady in a red scarf with a bored and tired exression on her face asked my name.
"I am Jessica Roland" I say trying to sound confident
She rolled her eyes and gave me a number to put on myself. That number is 2623. My bestie taped it on my flat stomach and we walked inside the large building.
After about an hour of waiting in the large room filled with a vast amount of contestants my number was called meaning I have to go backstage and wait some more.
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