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Allison's pov:
I already live here 2 weeks and it's okay. I don't 'like' it, but it's better than where I was at first. Lauren enrolled me into a dance club, called Dancemotion. Apparently it's the best in L.A. I even had to do a test to 'prove' myself and I got in eventually.

I also start school tomorrow, but there is a chance I can possibly be homeschooled if this doesn't work out. I'm now on my way to dance with Mia, she's 17, which makes her 2 years older than me. She doesn't live far away from here and we go to the same dance club, so I think I made a new friend.

I still talk to Bryce and we already went on a date, but it isn't official. Demi or Lauren don't know about this and I want to keep it like that, cause they still don't have nothing to do with my life.

It's 18pm and I just finished. "Hey do you want to hangout?" "Yeah sure let me just ask." After the incident a couple weeks ago Demi told me to always text her if I wanted to do something, so she wouldn't get worried.

A: "I'm hanging out with a friend."
D: "Okay, be safe and don't stay too late please."

"Have you ever been to a club?" "Um no." "Than this will be your first time." I didn't know what to do actually. I finally have a friend, if I refuse she's probably gonna leave me. I guess I have no choice.

We sneaked inside with fake ID's and I don't even know how. I didn't even looked like the person. Anyways we went inside and I already lost Mia, so I sat on the bar stool.

Suddenly someone sat next to me. It was Bryce. "What are you doing here?" I ask him. "What are you doing here? My father is the owner of this place."

"Yeah it wasn't really my idea. I'm here with a friend. I just can't find her anymore." "Good friend." He mumbled. "No but seriously you shouldn't be here, come on I'll take you home."

"No no I can't leave Mia here like that." "Okay but promise me you won't drink." "I promise." I smiled and we talked for a long time. His phone rang and he picked up.

"Yeah that's me... Jacob?... Please tell me this is a joke?... Omg... Okay yes I'm on my way." His eyes filled with anger and worry. "Hey what's wrong?" "My brother stole a fucking car and I have to get him out of jail." "Wow I didn't-" I couldn't believe it.

"I promise I'm not like this. I'm not a 'bad boy'. My brother is just a little criminal who likes to play around." I nod. "As long as you don't do those things, it's alright." I smiled.

He kissed me on the cheek and left. That did not just happen. I put my hand on where he kissed me. Omg it happend!!

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