hey everyone this is my first fanfic so if it's crap let me know and i will try to fix it lol xx

I don't own anything because i can't afford it lol

CHAPTER ONE

Stacey was my best friend I loved her very much. She died on 6th June 2005. Only 1 year before we and our friend Charleigh were living it up in L.A. We said we would never forget it and we didnt well I didnt. We all made the decision to move on my 18th birthday, as we wanted to live life to the full.

We arrived in America in July 2001 innocent to the big wide world. It was the first time that we had all lived away from home. We didn't know anyone and only had ourselves for company, which resolved in us arguing a lot but we stuck together for fear of being consumed by the glitz and glamour of L.A. We had saved for three years to afford our move to the city.

Broke and living in a rundown flat was how our exiciting time in the city started. The three of us were crammed in a studio apartment which was infested with god knows what and hardly any money to get by on.

On our second week we decided to make some free time to go out and look for jobs. We searched up and downtown L.A. and finally me Stacey and Charleigh got a job. I got a job in a bar called 'Zapp' which was okay pay and it would leave me with a bit extra cash. Stacey got a job in a small diner called 'Chilli Palace', where the pay wasnt fantastic but it got her by. Finally Charleigh told us about her job. We expected her to tell us that she got a small job in a bar or restaurant, but oh no she got a job as a assistant manager in 'Healthy Hair', one of the biggest beauty salons in the city. I suppose you could say me and Stacey were a bit jealous but we were happy for her. Anyways if we were stuck for money she could give us a tap. But I was a bit disappointed because back then I was the ditzy one, with blonde hair and fake everything compared to Charleigh who had dark red hair that looked black from afar and it was cut around her shoulders in a bob, and had all of the brains but oh well good for her.

I started work 3 days later, I suppose I was excited and glad to get out of the flat for a few hours.

"Jamey, can you pass me the straightners", said Stacey always to lazy too get up off her bum. I passed her them and ran out the door as I was running late for work but just made it on time.

I was given my apron and shirt by my manager Lilia.

"Omg is this the uniform?" I said to Lilia. It was disgusting a bright orange apron with a illuminis yellow shirt.

"Yes do you have a problem with it Jamey. Because if you do you know where the door is?" I went silent and just went to start work. I thought I wouldn't see anyone famous as it was a quiet downtown bar. But just as I began to lose faith. The most handsome man walked in. I was weak at the knees. He made me blush. He was tall, had a big curly brown afro which looked so sexy. Then I realised he was no ordinary joe.

It was Corbin Bleu from High School Musical.

END OF CHAPTER