So, here's a new story.. I'm actually extremely excited for this one! Before I get on to the story I would like to mention that I might take down my first story because I'm not getting enough reviews. If you like this story please go check out Between the Lines and review and tell me if you think it's good or not. I will take criticism, lol. So yeah, enough of me and to the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own R5, their song "Things are Looking Up" or anything else recognizable.

"I had about enough looking at the ground... I couldn't find a star in the sky, but now that I've found us, things are looking up!" Rochelle sang along to her favorite band.

Yes, she was 19 years old, and she still sung along to her favorite childhood band. That did not bother her much though. Differences are what makes her, well, her.

She has light sea green eyes and bleach blonde hair. She had side bangs that perfectly framed her face and the tips of each strand of hair was dip dyed electric blue. Her long, naturally straight hair ended four inches below her shoulders.

So yeah, different was an understatement. She loved her originality and would not change it for a thing though. She was never really one to follow what others were like or how people wanted her to be.

She was just plainly the way she wanted to be. No one could influence what she liked, because she couldn't care less if you were to call her choices strange. It's her life, and if she wants to be 'strange' then so be it!

Her actual name is Madison Rochelle Johnson but honestly, she hates the name Madison. It just sounds so, not her. So she goes by Rochelle, and that's how it will always be, so long as she lives.

You might say this was influenced by her favorite band, R5, but it wasn't. Yes, the entire band's names begin with R but she wasn't gonna follow their lead!

Nah, she actually decided on being called Rochelle way before she ever heard the band. Although, it did seem like a mighty big coincidence when she found the band.

"Madison! You know your college classes begin in about fifteen minutes, so you might want to mature and stop listening to Disney bands!" her sister called from behind the door. In spite of many contradictions her little sister (by one year) continued to call her the dreadful name.

Rochelle swung the door open quickly, slightly shocking the girl standing in front of her, "Lexi! I swear if you call me that one more time you will regret it!" She pushed past the smaller girl then added, "And for the record, they are not a Disney band!"

Lexi Elizabeth Smith, was the girls name. Before you ask, yes, she is Rochelle's sister. However, she got married a few days prior.

Yup, Rochelle had yet to find a boyfriend and her little sis was already married. It didn't bother Rochelle much, though.

The girl stuck with a more natural look. She had medium length brown hair and hazel eyes. You could probably say she was the opposite of Rochelle. She would always follow others examples. If someone thought something was strange, she thought it was strange as well.

That didn't matter much though, because that's what she picked to do.

"Rocky," her mom began as Rochelle stomped down the stairs (Rocky was Rochelle's nickname but for the most part she is called Rochelle) "I don't want you to be late tonight.. We have family friends coming over and you're going to meet your sister's husband! Plus I have big news for you!"

Rochelle rolled her eyes, "Yeah, yeah.."

...

"Hey mom! Sorry I'm late." Rochelle called from the doorway and tossed her keys on the table.

There was no answer; not even a sound. The whole house just sounded almost.. dead. "Mom... You here? Lexi? Someone?"

She sighed. She probably missed the whole dinner thing. Or maybe it was canceled? She didn't know.

Then the phone started ringing. One of those eerie rings like in those horror movies where you're home alone and you receive a call from an unknown phone. Then they tell you someone close to you just died or something similar and you better watch out because they're coming for you next.

This was exactly like that, except for the "watch out we're coming for you."

Still, it broke Rochelle's heart to hear those words. "We're so sorry for your loss," the male police officer said before the phone seemed to become so slick that it slipped out of Rochelle's hand and fell to the floor, shattering into millions of pieces, just like Rochelle's heart.

She basically had no one now. Rochelle's sister was off with her new family somewhere and Rochelle wasn't going to take her away from it.

...

A few weeks later; reading of the will

Rochelle kept spacing out when the lawyer was reading off all of her Mom's possessions and saying who they would be going to. Most went to Lexi, mainly because she was trying to start a family and her and Henry, her husband, had been struggling with financle problems. Henry was recently let go from his job due to the economy going down and an excess amount of employes in the corporation. So her mom tailored the will after that so to add some extra comfort had she passed away.

Rochelle did not mind that much. She understood that they needed money and soon a place to stay, but as soon as the words that meant the house was going to her sister, she was left utterly confused. The property now belongs to her sister and only her sister.

She wasn't going to be confused much longer, she hoped as she heard the lawyer mention her name, "And to my dearest Madison, " you can tell this part was written when Rochelle was still young because her mom is referring to her as if she was a child and she doesn't like being called Madison, but you already know that.. "I have left the most important thing to you.."

Rochelle couldn't help but to sit on the end of her seat and wait for him to continue. Now, don't take this the wrong way; Rochelle is not greedy and in no way is happy that her mom is dead. She was simply wanting this to get done and over with, so she could be free to express her pain without being judged or pitied.

It was a note. A hand written letter enclosed in a plain white envelope. Simple as that.

Of course, Rochelle wasn't sure what to think. The only thing she could honestly wonder is one question; why is this one little envelope so important?

There was nothing left, so the two girls went back to, what is now, Lexi's property.

...

It had been a full hour and Rochelle was still wondering on what the containments of the envelope will be. She was pacing the room, questions swirling through her mind.

What is so important about this envelope? If this was her most important possession, why did she in trust it to Rochelle?

Should she open it?

Yes, she should. Why shouldn't she? It's an envelope containing Rochelle's future! It was better to know now than wait till fate decided. So there she was, slowly and carefully ripping the top of the envelope.

She pulled out the neatly folded paper. This is it; it's finally time to see why this piece of paper is supposedly so important.

Little bit of a cliffhanger I guess.. Lol.. Moving on... It would mean the world to me for you to review! So yeah, review for the next chapter!