Dreams Are Real

A/N: hey guys! just to let you know, some of these chapters might just be some fill ins! just to refresh a little! the little story behind this is that in school, I have a friend named Ashley who writes fan fictions for me. I decided to start writing them for her, but I wrote them on paper with pen first. I chose to put it on here so I can see if people like the fanfiction. my character is Alex or Cookie by the way! anyways, I hope you like my fanfiction! :)

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*Ashley's P.O.V.*

ACS.

That's what we called ourselves. It stands for Ashley, Cookie, Sarah. We were the three musketeers. We met wen we were two years old. Sarah is the oldest- almost a year older, then it's me, then it's the baby, Cookie.

I lived next to Sarah my whole life, and Cookie lives across the street. I have the dark, dark brown hair, Sarah has the light brown/ dirty blonde hair, and Cookie is the complete blonde (even if her hair was black, she would still be blonde).

We all changed who we were when we met Sarah's twin brother and their friends...

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"Ashley stands on the mound ready to pitch... OH! And Ms. Sarah Smith swings and a miss! 3 strikes, she's outta there!!!!" Cookie screams acting like the baseball announcer on the radio.

It was a hot summer day, and we all decided to play baseball in Cookie's front yard with her softball bat. "Hey, Cookie? What time is it?" Sarah asks. Cookie looked at her phone and replied. "Um, 3:02. Why?" Cookie sprawled across the green grass on her softball jersey, and her short blue denim shorts. "Well, Jason was supposed to be coming home with Mikey and Madison half an hour ago..."

Right as Sarah says that, a big, black SUV comes rolling down the road. Cookie is holding the softball bat now.

The car stops.

The door opens and three figures appear...

"Jason! Madison! Mikey!" Sarah screams. By now Sarah is already running across the street into her yard.

Jason has been gone for about eight months, so, of course Sarah is excited. Cookie and I, on the other hand, have never met Jason, Madison, or Mikey, because whenever we would hang out with Sarah in the past years, those boys plus the other boys from their dancing ICONic Boyz group have either been at someone else's house, or they were inside playing video games. They never wanted to meet us because they used to think girls had cooties.

Cookie and I looked at each other, smiled, then shrugged, and walked forward. Cookie finally put down her baby blue and white Xeno composit/hybrid softball bat.

"Cookie! Ashley! Come here! I want you to meet these boys!" Cookie and I broke into a jog. As we were about to cross the street, I reach my foot out and tripped Cookie. I keep running because I want to meet the boys of To Be One.

Cookie caught herself to my surprise and tried to get ahead of me. Right as we were about to cross the street, out of the corner of my eye, I see Cookie running faster then me, almost passing me.

I trip her again, but this time she falls. After that, all I heard was screaming.

And very loud screaming...