The way that you do (Ross Lynch fanfic)

Chapter 1

"Chris!!!!! Can you help me get out of bed???" I yelled at my 2 years older adoptive brother. "I'm coming!" he yelled, and I waited for him to get in. When he did, he lifted me ou of my bed, and placed me in my chair. "Thanks" I said, and started rolling forward to my wardrobe. "No problem" he smiled, and went out again. I took out my clothes, and started to put tem on, with the usual struggle. Oh yeah, you're probably confused now. It'll probably help if I tell you about myself.

Here we go;

My name is Lucy Smith. I have just moved from France to LA. I am originally from Seattle, but me and my family moved to France when I was 10. It isn't a lot of family left, though. Which was part of the reason we moved here. I used to have a little sister. And I used to have a dad. Not any more, they died in a horrible car crash, that happened about 2 years ago. My dad was french. That's why we moved there. But we didn't see any point in staying there when he and my sister died.

My mom is from Seattle. She's like every other mom, kind, protective, and all that stuff. But she's really funny too. I guess that's the way she deals with the loss.

My brother, or adoptive brother, is Chris. He's also one of the nicest persons I know. His parents both died of cancer when he was 5, so he was left without a family. My mom, working as a nurse, adopted him (together with my dad, of course). So he's always been in our family.

Then It's me. I'm 15 years old, and my birthday is July 17th. I LOVE to write and sing songs, and play piano. But I have horrible stagefright. I would have said that I'm like every other girl. but I'm not. And I really mean tha I'm not like every other girl. I'm in a wheelchair. I was in the same car as my sister and my dad, but I didnt die. I got paralyzed from my thighs and down.

As a lot of people maybe thinks, It's not fun to be in a wheelchair. It Isn't fun to just sit all day, not doing anything with your legs. And It's particularily hard for me. Cause i loved to dance. And to surf. Now I can't Do that. And It's horrible. I need halp for everything! Even to Get out of bed! Argh, It's just depressing.

At least I can still play the piano. That's My passion. I love it, and i love to write songs. That's about the only thing i Do On My spare time, if you don't count watching Austin & Ally. That's My favorite tv show. I love it! I guess i have a lot On common with Ally Dawson. Except that i can dance. And that i can't walk.

Some would Maybe think that it Was just depressing to watch Ross Lynch perform and dance like that, since it Was impossible for me to Do it. And not only because i have stage fright. But because It's literally impossible for me to EVER Do it again.

The doctors said it Was about 3% chance that My legs could work again. Which means i will be sitting in a wheelchair the rest of My life.

But enough about that. If i think more about it, I'll only Get depressed. I have those days, When i just don't want to Do anything, I'll just be staring out of the window. Which doesn't help at all, since My view is the beach, and the sea. Yeah, We live about 500 meters from the beach.

But i loved that view.

I rolled towards the elevator, and took it down to the first floor. Yeah, We have an elevator in our house.

We're kinda rich. That's because My dad owned a big franchise in France. So, We still Get a lot of money every day from that, cause My mom took My dad's place. So now she owns that, AND She's a nurse too. So She's almost never home.

Oh, I forgot! I'm kinda starting to like this band, called R5. It's Ross Lynch's family band, and they have really good music, and they seem really funny!

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Here's the first chapter everyone!!! Sorry it Isn't that long, I just felt bad about letting you wait so long:)

At least I wrote it as good as I could!:)

Please tell me what you think!