Love Triangle (A R5 and Austin and Ally Fanfiction)

Prolouge and Chapter 1

                                                      Prologue

My name is Alexis Tailor and I am 18 years old.  I live in Cambridge with my friends Lizzie and Kelly.  My parents died when I was a kid so I’ve been in care most of my life, that was until I turned 16 and had to get a place of my own in the real world.  If it hadn’t been for my friends I don’t think I would have survived.  I have now lived with them for 2 years and they have become my family.  Finally and most importantly music is my passion. Every spare second I have I’m either listening to music or dancing.  I love to dance and to act.  My dream is to become a professional dancer or actress someday. (Hopeful someday soon.)

                                                                          Chapter One

I was on stage in front of thousands of screaming fans, the music so loud it hurt my ears, but I didn’t care.  Adrenaline pumped through my veins as the routine got faster.  A smile fixed on my face my limbs moved in time to the music and my heart raced.

“Al wake up! You’re singing in your sleep again”

I was abruptly brought back to reality by Lizzie, who was standing against the frame of my bedroom door.  Groggily I sat up and looked at her.

“Why’d you wake me up? I was having a really good dream!”

“Were you dreaming about dancing on stage again?”

“Yeah. How’d you know?”

“'Cause you were singing.”

“Not again! Sorry I don’t realize I’m doing it.”

“Don’t worry about it,” she said “the more important reason I woke you up was we’re meeting the guys at eight and it’s six now.

“Oh crap” I swore “I completely forgot”

“I figured that since you fell asleep while you were writing a song.”

“Sorry, sorry, “I got up off the bed which was covered with bits of paper that had been crumpled up.  The floor was also littered with paper. I bent down to pick it up and retrieve me iPod, which had fallen into the bin while I was asleep.

“Do you think I’ll have time for a shower?”

“Yeah, course you will, you have 2 hours!”

I ran into the bathroom before anyone else could get in there and locked the door behind me.  I ran a brush through my hair which was tangled and flat from where I’d laid.  Before I undressed I looked into the black framed mirror that hung over the sink.  I looked dreadful my hair was so limp and lifeless.  The dark brown strands fell dead straight down my back. My eyes looked tired as if I was having a hard time keeping them open.  They looked dull compared to their usual shine.

I got into the shower, the water ran in my face and it helped me to feel more awake.  I scrubbed away all the dirt that clung to my skin and thought about how I was going to tell my friends, I was temporarily moving to America.  Thinking about it made a mixture of tears of happiness and sorrow fill my eyes so I put the matter out of my mind.

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