From A Nobody To A Somebody (A Roc Royal Fan Fiction).

Chapter 1: Tim Westwood TV

*Going back to the past of December, 2011*

 Sammie's P.O.V:

THUD!! "AAAHHH SHIT!! My head!" I screamed as i fell out my bed. It was a Saturday and apparently my sister and I are invited to go to my mum's best friend's radio station, Tim Westwood! I was so excited you don't understand blud! Yeah, I live in West Norwood in London so I talk London slang. Don't hate lol! I was wondering which celebrity will be there, Please hope it's Mindless Behavior! Imagine if it is, the way I will be trying to get Roc Royal's attention. He is sooo cute! Anyways, I got up and my made my bed and went to go get a shower.

Ella's P.O.V:

I woke up to find my sister not in her bed. Yeah we share a bedroom. 7 people in a big 3 bedroom council house, how nice! I got out of my room to hear the shower running. CRAP! Do you know how long my sister takes in the shower? I went to the bathroom door to check if she is done. I heard her trying to rap to Tinie Tempah's part of Earthquake. To be honest she flopped! I think she should stick to singing. 15 minutes later, which felt like a day, she finally came out. Thanks to her the whole bathroom is a fricking sauna. I took my shower and dressed myself into dark blue jeans, a red jumper with rudolph's face on it, just getting into the christmas spirit, and i swagged it out with a black NY snapback. My hair was in single twists, which suit me.

Sammie's P.O.V: 

I came into our room and my sister looked sick (in a good way). But I look way piffer, lool. My hair was naturally curly so I let my curls out and put a black beanie on, along with my blue jeans, my blue and pink checkered shirt with some crap Primark ear rings. It's now 11:30 am, we leave at 12:00, at least we goet time to eat though. My sister keeps chattin bout how she gonna get Ray Ray's and Princeton's number, if MB are the special guests. She likes them both but can't decide. I'm like bitch make your mind up.

We went downstairs to find our mum cooking breakfast. Our mum is Arabian and Indonesian but she was born in Zanzibar, and our dad is just black! "Good morning!" My sister and I sang to our mum, she just laughed. "Good mornign to you too my beautiful girls. Breakfast is ready ok." She said while taking the plates out of the cupboard. We helped set the table in the living room, where we found our 11 year old brother Callum playing with our 2 year old sister Lily, she just started to speak and can't keep her gob shut! " Morning asshole!" Rayella said as she stuck her tongue out. "Shut up, before I shank you!" Callum replied tryna act bad, he thinks he is bad but he's not! By the way our real dad doesn't live with us anymore, he cheated on our mum with an ugly prostitute who is now his wife! My mum moved on, but she made the worst decision ever. She married a dickhead named Kevin, he is our step-dad and all of us hate him.

Callum's P.O.V:

Why the heck do my sisters dress like they are gonna impress man. Pssshhh, please, I bet ya guys aren't even interested in them. Samantha's got braces and Rayella wears geeky glasses. Stupid girls! But I know buff girls are interested in me though! Dun'noe!

Rayella's P.O.V:

"Where is Aston?" I asked mum, while we were eating our smexy pancakes. "Oh he is out shooting the music video for their new song 'Do you feel what I feel'." Next thing you know me, my sister and my brother started to belt out the chorus of the song. We are a very musical family even though Kevin hates it. But we obviously don't care. He needs to be more chilled out, his face looks like he got hit by a brick wall. The hand pointed at 12 on the clock and it was time to leave. I'm so excited but I don't really show it. But guess who is going to take us there. It had to be Mr. Moody himself, Kevin. "Aaahhh bun ma life!" Sammie puffed. She always says that when she is annoyed, its funny though.