Hello! So, this is my first BTR fic. I'll continue if you guys like it.
Chapter one:
To The Palmwoods
'Breathe, Stella. Just breathe,' I thought to myself as I got on the plane taking me to California, 'It's just a simple flight to L.A. You can do this.'
As I was sitting down in my seat, I pulled out my phone and texted my friend Zack.
Hey on the plane now. I guess there's no backing out now is there? Xx_StellieBear33_xX
A few seconds later I got his reply:
Nope :P Text me or Alaine when you land Xx ~ZackIsKindaStrange;P
The flight attendant then came over and said I had to turn off my phone cause the plane was about to take off. As we were flying, I couldn't help but think of why I was going to L.A.
Reason One: To visit my older brother.
Reason Two: My two best friends say I have a great singing voice and could be a fantastic actress.
Reason Three: To get away from the hell hole I call home.
About three hours after we took off, we landed in L.A. I got out of the airplane and walked into the airport. After getting my bags, I took my phone out of my shorts pocket and turned it on. I quickly sent a text to Alaine:
Hey, just got off the plane, gonna hail a taxi now. TinyChat you later. Xx_StellieBear33_xX
As I was walking outside, I got her reply.
No need. Do you see a tan Jeep Wrangler? Check to see if that's Sam. I texted him about an hour ago telling him to pick you up.. *It'sPronouncedLikeAnyaBitch!3*
Sam is Alaine's step-brother, we all call him Kentucky Fried Stripper because he once lived in Kentucky and he likes to wear close to nothing unless he has to go somewhere.
Thank you! You're a life saver!33 Xx_StellieBear33_xX
I quickly texted Sam asking him if he was there and to come get my bags. His tan Jeep Wrangler pulled up and he jump out to give me a hug.
"Hey there baby girl!" he laughed as he picked me up and spun me around. He kissed the top of my head as he set me down.
"Dang, look at you! You look so grown up!"
"Well, if you'd visit Minnesota more often!" I laughed and climbed in the Jeep, "Get my bags will ya?"
He shook his head and chuckled, but got my bags anyway.
"Jeez, kid what do you have in these? Rocks?" he grunted as he put my bags in the backseat.
"Well, in those two, I have clothes, shoes, and some stuff from my room," I said, pointing to the pink leopard suitcase and the pink and green camouflage duffle bag. "And in that one," I giggled, pointing to the suitcase with a bunch of smiley faces on it, "is a penguin."
"A Penguin?"
"No, I don't really have a penguin in there, just more clothes and shoes."
"Oh, Stella, what are we going to do with you?" He sighed as he got in the driver's seat.
"Can I drive?" I asked.
"No, you're only sixteen." He replied.
"Fine, then. Be a bitch." I muttered the last sentence hoping he didn't hear.
"I heard that," he said, turning on the radio.
Weightless by All Time Low was on, Sam turned the radio up as I started singing along.
"Manage me, I'm a mess
Turn a page, I'm a book half unread
I wanna be laughed at, laughed with just because
I wanna feel weightless, and that should be enough
But I'm stuck in this fucking rut,
Waiting on a secondhand pick-me-up
And I'm over, getting older
If I could just find the time
Then I would never let another day go by
I'm over, getting old
Maybe its not my weekend, but its gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction, to everything I fear
Cause I've been going crazy
I don't want to waste another minute here
Make believe, that I impress
That every word, by design turns a head
I wanna feel reckless, wanna live it up just because (just because)
I wanna feel weightless, cause that would be enough
If I could just find the time, then I would never let another day go by
I'm over, getting old
Maybe its not my weekend, but its gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere
And this is my reaction, to everything I fear
Cause I've been going crazy
I don't want to waste another minute here
This could be all that I've waited for (I've waited, I've waited for)
And this could be everything, I don't wanna dream anymore
Maybe its not my weekend, but its gonna be my year
And I've been going crazy, I'm stuck in here (I'm stuck in here)
Maybe its not my weekend, but its gonna be my year (its gonna be my year
And I'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as I go nowhere (go nowhere)
And this is my reaction, to everything I fear (everything I fear)
Cause I've been going crazy
I don't want to waste another minute here"
"Damn, Stella, who knew you could sing," Sam teased me.
"Shut your face," I giggled.
"Fine, where are we going again?" he asked.
"The Palmwoods." I said.
I know that it's kinda short, but I hope you guys liked it. If not, leave a review and tell me what i need to improve on. If you did like it, leave a review telling me what you liked.