A love like War.//Stereo Kicks ~Reece Bibby.

V//first rehearsals

"GET UP" I heard Safia's voice tremble through my ears with a whistle, and soon enough a could hear the groans of every one else in the house. I opened my eyes to see Safia to the right of me, all dressed, makeup done, hair done. I could even smell her Charlie perfume wafting around my nose. It was really nice but I wasn't ready for any of it.
'What time is it' I asked. She looked at her watch.
'9:40. 20 minutes and we have to be down there.' She pulled the sheet off of me, my legs having to bear the cold air.
'Stop, please" I pulled the sheets back up.
'Fine, I'll put your towel out, turn the shower on, pick out your clothes and get your makeup for you. Once I do that you have to get up cause I'm not washing you' she tucked me in again and I felt so relaxed. I stretched my arms out to her in which she hugged me, I kissed her cheek and let her sort out my stuff.

'Come on' she shook me. I woke up once again.
'Did I actually fall asleep again' I sat up, rubbing the sleep away from my eyes. She nodded. I groaned as my feet touched the cold marble flooring and I walked out to the bathroom, but the door was locked. I knocked on the door and it was Jake.
'You alright' he held me up straight.
'Yeah I'm just so tired' I said, eyes half closed. He chuckled before opening the door wide for me to walk in and shutting it behind.
'See you later' I heard him walk back to his room, probably to sleep, I thought. That's all I wanted in that point in time.

I got out of the shower, feeling significantly refreshed. This time, I could actually open my eyes. I got dressed in the bathroom, putting my hair into a long plait and only using some concealer and a bit of mascara. I walked out and put the towel into the wash basket before going back into mine and Safia's room. She was lying on my bed, talking on her phone to someone. I think it was Dylan, her boyfriend since nearly every word was 'babe' or 'love you' as a phrase. She looked at me as se said goodbye to him, putting the phone on my pillow and sitting up.
'Dylan?' I said, putting my makeup back in the chest of drawers. She nodded, smiling to herself.
'How is he?' I asked. M
'Fine, school's rooting for us supposedly, which is good.' She rubbed her knees. I nodded.
'Thats good' I replied.
'We can't ever get in any relationships in here, you know' she stood up, putting her shoes on.
Why?' I asked
'Cause it can jeopardise the career and who you appeal to. I heard Cheryl talk about it to someone.' She pulled the bobble out of her hair and redid the side ponytail. I nodded again.
'If you go out with anyone, don't tell anyone. Especially if they're in the house. The amount of Criticism that there will be.' She told me.
'We better get going to rehearsals then' I sidetracked myself. Safia laughed before walking out, and I followed her down to the recording studio.

Something bad was going to happen.