Dreams Are Real

Chapter 1

A/N: um hey,

not really sure if this is considered good

I'm just typing in what I wrote a long time ago on paper with pen

again, just writing for fun!:)

~a

*Madison's P.O.V.*

"Why did the mushroom go to the party?"

Oh, great, another one of Mikey's cheesy jokes.

"Gee, I don't know..." Jason said sarcastically and plainly while playing Flappy Bird on his black iPhone 5S.

"Because he was a fungi!"

Mikey cracks up leaving Jason and I feeling annoyed.

"Oh! Guys! We're almost there! Just a couple more houses!" Jason says slipping his phone in his pocket and sitting up a wide grin on his face.

"Remember those two girls that Sarah always used to hang out with? We were always playing video games when they were around." Jason said resting his elbows on his knees.

"weren't their names like Cookie and Ashley...? Or something?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.

"Yeah, I always had a little crush on that Cookie girl. I remember you used to always want to come to my house to see Ashley." Jason said chuckling.

Mikey was leaning back pouting with his arms crossed about us ignoring his joke.

I was thinking about Ashley and what she looked like now, because I haven't seen her in 5 years because we were busy doing ABDC and doing concerts as the ICONic Boyz. I guess the boys could tell I was thinking about her because try were laughing and my face felt red.

We pulled up into Jason's driveway. I see the girls. I see who I remember as "Cookie," I see Sarah, who is basically my sister, and then I see Ashley. She looks different than she was 5 years ago. She had green braces and long hair. We stepped out of the car as Sarah sprinted towards us. The other two swiftly followed. Then Cookie fell, and she was clutching her right ankle.

*Ashley's P.O.V.*

I stop running and look back at Cookie. She has tears running down her cheeks and she's tightly holding her ankle. She's rocking herself back and forth.

At this point I'm feeling really bad. I sit down next to Cookie and rub her back for comfort. Cookie's parents aren't home so Sarah runs to get her mom.

InTwo of the boys are walking over while Jason is sprinting over. Jason kneels and put his hand on her shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay? Sarah wet to get my mom, do you new help?" I stand up guessing Jason has got it from here.

"I think I broke it!" Cookie says still crying.

It's okay... You're gonna be okay..." Jason says attempting to calm Cookie down. I look into Jason's eyes, who is focused looking at Cookie and I can see a sparkle in his eye telling me that he likes her.

I move closer to the other two boys who are handing a couple feet away from Cookie with their hands in their pockets.

This is my fault. I feel bad so a tear rolls down my cheek. I wasn't expecting Mikey not Madison looking at me. I look up and Madison is looking at me.

He walks towards me, takes his hands out of his pockets and reaches around me. I wrapped my arms around his waist crying into his chest.

I could get used to this.

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By the time I let go of Madison, Jason was lifting Cookie up and carrying her towards the car.

Sarah and her mom ran outside. The boys chauffeur was in the drivers seat while Sarah and Jason's mom got in the passenger seat.

Madison, Mikey and I all managed to squish in the seat farthest to the back, meaning there were three rows of seats not including the front.

Sarah sat in the middle rows, while Cookie and Jason sat in the first row. Cookie's leg was rested up on Jason's lap. At least he was making her laugh.

Meanwhile, I was sitting in the middle of two very famous people. "So, what's up...?" Madison says, trying to fill in the silence.

"Well, I wanted to go in the backyard and play football..." Mikey butts in jokingly.

"Not you, you dumb butt!!" Madison smirks. "I was asking Ashley!"

"You remember my name?" I answer trying to act cool.

"Yes, and you happen to be very beautiful too. And I hope I can see you again after this..." That makes me blush big time. I look up front and see that Jason was admiring Cookie's "Oreo's" (shoes), and was playing with her hair in a flirty way.

I look out the window and I feel a hand and an arm crawl right above my butt and wrapping around my waist. I blush again, and Madison laughs.

Next thing I know, I'm stepping out of the car in front of the hospital. Madison grabs my hand and curls his fingers into mine.

Jason, once again, is carrying Cookie. Her arms are wrapped around his neck with a tear-streaked grace and a half-smile across her face. Madison smiles.

I have a good feeling I'm going to be lucky in the next few years...