I'm finally here, LA. I said to myself as I exit the plane and walk into LAX. I pull out my phone and text my mom that I made it as I walk to the baggage claim. I grabbed my bags and start heading to the exit area. I take an Uber to LA Rent-a-car and drive to my apartment complex. I walk in and plop down on the couch. "Thank god this place is pre-furnished." I sighed, I can't believe I'm actually here. I'm in LA, I going to be a dancer, my stomach growled, I'm going to need food. I pull out my Galaxy 5s and Googled the closest grocery store. "Fresh and Easy? Never hear of that before, but whatever." I grab my purse and headed out. It was like two minutes away so I decided to walk. I grabbed carrots, milk, salad, grilled chicken, rice, Arizona, and all that Jazz. I walked past the frozen section and the ice cream caught my attention. Nope Madi. You don't need it. Be healthy. Be healthy. Dance career. You don't need it. Nope, need it. I walked over to the section. I looked it up and down, trying to find the best flavor. "Jackpot" I whisper as I spot the last carton of cookie dough ice cream. I reach for it but another hand reached for it to and our hands touched. I pulled my hand away and looked up. A tall bleach blond boy stood there, wow he's cute. He smiled, wow his smile is really cute too, and looked me up and down, and his eyes are amazing too, Madi focus!
"I'm sorry, um.."
"Ross and no it's my fault. You have great taste, it's all yours...?"
"Madi."
"Madi..." He smiled and nodded. " Well enjoy your ice cream." He did a little wave then stuck his hands in his pockets while backing away, he bumped into a stand and caught it. I laughed and he just blushed and waved again, I waved back. He walked away rubbing the back of his neck.
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FanfictionMadi Byrd moved to LA to pursue her career as a dancer. She desides to dance at The Rage in the mean time, where she befriends Rydel Lynch. (Ross Lynch Imagine) (No fame)
