Chasing for Answers

Chasing for Answers (Chap. 1)

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1. Hollywood

This was exactly how I pictured it!

The palm trees, brick roads, all of it. Even the sign with its great crookedness. It was all so perfect.

I screamed again just for the heck of it.

"Melody dear," my mom said. "If you scream like that again, then you're not going to be able to speak your lines."

"That's not true at all," I objected. "Remember that concert you took me to? I screamed for over three hours, and the next day-everything normal."

"Well, that might have been true then, but you're still going through puberty."

Thank god she said that while we were in the car.

"That's not true either," I said. "That ended a year ago."

Josie stifled a laugh beside me.

"Hey," I said firmly. "If you laugh at me, you are not going to be able to meet Tyson."

She looked at me like I had stuck a gun in her face. "I'll be good," she stammered.

I laughed. "We're almost there, right Mom?"

"We should arrive in a few minutes," she confirmed.

I waved my hand in front of my face, cooling me off. "Just moments away from seeing Tyson Sinclair in person."

Josie and I sighed together and leaned on each other as we swooned.

"You girls," my mom mumbled. "He's just a normal boy."

We gasped at once.

"Don't ever say that, Mother," I said. "Tyson Sinclair is nowhere near normal. He is a god."

"Don't get too carried away."

"Oh, I'm not. You'll know when I am."

"That time would be now."

I pouted and sat back in my seat.

"Hey, Melody," Josie said. "Maybe when you two meet each other, he'll really and truly fall in love with you."

I sighed. "That would be the day."

"Just think about it."

"If I think about it, then I'll blurt out something stupid when I see him."

"I'll be right there beside you," Josie encouraged me.

For today, at least. Josie's mom only allowed her to come to Hollywood for my first day, to help me settle in and so I could talk to her. She was leaving to go back to our hometown of Glendale, Nevada first thing tomorrow, along with my mom, who was going to rent a house in LA with my dad.

I hugged Josie gratefully. Even though we were both crazy about Tyson, and she said she was jealous of me, she really wasn't. She was the most supportive person-besides my parents-I knew.

"We're here," my mom announced proudly, pulling into a parking lot. "I knew I'd find it."

Josie and I shared an excited glance.

"Here we go," Josie said.

My mom had to stop at a security booth, and a man came out and walked up to my mom's window.

"Name," he asked simply when my mom rolled down her window.

"Danson," she said. "I'm here to drop off my daughter, Melody Danson. She's the new Leah." My mom smiled.