It all started on a cold December day... "Happy Birthday Stacy!" Calum shouted in middle of the street. "Shhh! Shut up Calum not everyone needs to know its my birthday." She replied. They just got out of school and were heading back to Calum's garage for some band practice. Calum was Stacy's bestfriend. They've been with each other since they were 3. She just met Michael and Ashton a couple years ago. They are literally the 4 musketeers. Calum gave Stacy his sweatshirt and she slipped it on. It was so big on her, it fitted her like a dress.
They soon got to Calum's where Michael and Ashton were sitting on the couch eating goldfish. They quickly got up when they saw Stacy walk through the door. Michael and Stacy use to have a thing for each other but Michael cut it off and Stacy didn't know why. The four of them went into the garage and Stacy sat down in the spiny chair and listened to their music.
She wasn't really a fan of their music but she still listened to be a good friend. Also to fit in.
Sorry. This chapter is probably really bad. I promise it will get better in the future! And longer. Byeeeee
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FanfictionShe heard a noise, like a door closing, and there he was standing with the biggest smile on his face. "Luke" were the only words she could say before his lips were pressed against hers.
