A/N: First Aaliyah & Chris fanfiction! Sorry it's not Chrianna for once! I love this plot of the story, and I'm sure you will too. Please vote, comment and share for next chapter.
~Aliyah♡Moving around schools is most definitely my least favorite thing my family does. My dad ends up being unemployed constantly, my mama is busy selling stuff from thrift store dumpsters to support the three of us girls, and I'm just trying to graduate; possibly go to college and provide for them myself if I can.
I'm intelligent and optimistic, the girls tell me with words 'smart' and 'bright' practically everyday to boost my confidence up and love myself. We believe I can become anything I want to if I set my mind to it. I have a 4.0 for crying out loud, outstanding past PSAT scores, which are hard to get, and I keep the hustle smooth and steady. On top of that, there's all this drama that goes on within my family that I try to fix whilst getting small jobs at fastfood restaurants to help out. Something is better than nothing!
I'm active in school activities, top of the class ranks, always above the average percentile....I'm very proud of myself you can say, not full of myself. However, all these advanced courses I'm placed in doesn't define who I am whatsoever.
I want to be a professional dancer, open up a dance studio of my own, and inspire our world with more than the simplicity our feet and legs give us to walk and move around.
"Belly!!! Help!" Bianca's croc falls off her foot and she pouts. I take off my seatbelt and slip it right back on for her.
"Tank you!" Bianca beams, and I smile, kissing her cheek and continue writing my songs. I love writing, especially for music particularly. I've got many catchy choruses so far, and just possibly, maybe I can sell them one day to someone like Beyoncé or Mariah Carey.
Our family had the longest trip from Detroit to get to Los Angeles. Brianna was napping away; my sister snoring so peacefully...I'm jealous! I decide to try closing my eyes too while my Dad drives, and Bianca rests her head on my arm. I sigh, praying all this moving to Los Angeles excitement pays off in the end.
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"We're here...y'all, wake up!!!" I shake the girls excitedly, shaking Brianna's knee and tickling Bianca's foot. Us three are always sleep deprived.
"...we here?!" Bianca looks out the window to our new apartment complex, and our parents nod. I smile a little bit as I watch them slowly open their eyes and look out the window at the new environment we live in. Much better than Michigan in my opinion. It was always frigid over there during the end of Feburary.
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