It's like I Won The Lottery (A One Direction Fanfic)

chapter 1

AN: hello friends and welcome to my book! fair warning i am a wattpad newbie, so don't hate.

anywhoo...

this book is copyrighted!! please don't steal my book. it would be like you kidnaping my baby out of a stroller in the park, and i will cry. waterworks garunteed!! i will however gladly appriciate constructive critism besause the grammar and spelling aren't always the top priority, the plot is.

i will be writing this book in 1st person with changing pov's so look for that!

so now that we have got that out of the way, thank you for choosing this piece of litterature and lets get this party started!!

x Regan x

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Rosie's POV

"SO WE GOTTA GET UP!! IT'S TIME TO GET UP!!!!"

Ugh! I hate alarms. i woke up to the sound of an explosion of beautiful brittish and irish voices screaming at me. sometimes i really wonder why i set my alarm to that. oh well. As they said i need to get up. i looked at my phone to see that it was 9:00. crap. I don't have time for a shower because i will be late for my piano lesson. oh how i suffer for my craft.

I jumped up out of bed and set my coffee machine up so it would brew and toast toasting while i got dressed. I put on dark wash jeans, a white tee, and my jack wills baby blue hoodie. well that was the color when i first got it. it has since gotten glow in the dark paint all over it, so its cool at night, but it looks beat up all day. just the way i like it. i threw on my silver TOMS and ran to the kitchen. My Roommate Alison was passed out on the couch in the next room, must have been a rough night.

I had met Alison through drama club in high school, and we had decided to room together in college, she working towards her musical theater degree and myself in musical performance. We have this crazy dream of going to broadway, her on stage, me writing the music.

anyways. i grabbed my coffee and poured it in a travel mug, and covered myt toast in nutella. breakfast of champions. i grabbed my phone checking the time. 9:15. "SCORE!!" i screamed. Alison jumped up from the couch and grabbed a pillow and guarded her self. "What the Hell?!? was there a break-in? who's come to get me!!!" she screamed. crap. Alison awoken from her slumber is a real bitch some days. "Hey Alison! glad you got back at a decent hour from rehearsal last night. i just got ready in 15 minutes and i was excited. sorry for disturbing you your royal hiny!" i grabbed my keys and phone and ran before she could bite my head off.

I got to my baby blue beetle and hopped in. turning it on, I flipped it to the broadway showtunes station and sang along to the Book of Morman on the way to my lesson.

a mear 25 minutes later I was pulling up into my teachers driveway. Thank god for little traffic for i couldn't be late again! My professer was Brad Ellis. yes the guy with the beard on glee. He kept saying i had, and i quote, "Great potential to move up to great things one day! if only she were on time more often." well I'm early today. how 'bout them apples. anyway. I walked into the waiting room outside his classroom and sat down. looking around it didn't seem like much, unless you read the plaques on his wall, along with notes from ryan murphy. Being one of his students i sometimes assist in the recording sessions for glee. If i were ever on that show i would die and go to heaven...

"Thanks Brad see you tonight at filming!" Lea Michele said as she opened the door to his classroom. OH MY FREAKING GOD!! must not fangirl!

"Hi Lea. what were you guys working on in there?" that sounded calm. yay! that would be a first.

"Oh Hey Rosie! nothing i'm allowed to say. secerets of glee. sorry." she seemed genuine in her sadness. oh well. nothing spilt today.

"Rosie! your on time! i'm proud of you! and today of all days!" Brad said from the doorway.

"Oops! i'd better run! see ya brad! Rosie!" AANNDD she's gone! Way to go brad. that could have been my chance at a longer than 30 second chat with THE Lea Michelle. I made sure to show a large pouty face.

"Rosie... you will get to see her again, don't pout," he patted my cheek. "plus I have some news for you."

"What is it this time? you have a new bach piece you want me to memorize? you know i hate those..." i whined while sitting down at the piano bench.

"Well if you would stop whining for a minute you would know that i have a job oppurtunity for you. how would you like to go on tour with some band of my friend Simon's? He got this group together and they need a pianist for their US tour. He had asked me to do it, but i have glee to deal with so I said 'I can't do it, but i have a very reliable student who would love to!' so what do you think? do you want to go on tour in front of thousands of people every night?" I stared at him for a good 30 seconds after that with my mouth gaping open in shock. AAANNNDDD thats where i passed out.

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