BTR fan fic chapter 1

"Madelyn-Charlotte!" screamed Gustavo.

I sighed, "Yea G…Dad."

"Are you done packing?"

"Yes."

"Ok come down stairs. The plane is leaving at 10!"

Where were we going? 15 different cities or states or something and finding Gustavo's next project.

I slammed my suitcase down but it wouldn't close. I didn't pack much clothes but it wouldn't close.

"What's taking so long?" he asked.

"My suitcase is not closing."

"Then take stuff out!" he screamed.

"It's not full. There's barely any clothes in there."

He sighed and opened it up. I was telling the truth. I didn't have anything or barely anything in there. I had 9 long sleeve shirts, 4 band tees, 2 tank tops, pjs, 4 pairs of jeans, 2 sweaters, 2 pairs of leggings, a dress, make up, my song journal and a parka.

"First off the zipper is caught onto the sweater. Second we're going to find a new band for two weeks not going camping for three days."

"So you're trying to say?"

"You need more clothes. You'll freeze in Minnesota!"

My heart stopped. Why was Minnesota ringing a bell?

"What should I pack?"

"I don't know but make your bag weigh more than a piece of paper. At least take your laptop or some sort of entertainment."

I pointed towards my guitar box, "That's my entertainment."

He sighed and sat on my bed, "Madelyn-Charlotte I want you to be a normal kid. When I was your age I had to practice piano everyday while my friends went on without me. You should be having fun playing on your laptop and talking on Facebook."

I laughed, "Most kids parents try and urge kids to leave their laptops behind."

"I just don't want you to be bored when I leave the hotel. I don't want you going around the cities by yourself. I don't want you to be lonely either."

I sighed, "Ok dad."

"Sorry to interrupt," said Kelly's voice.

"It's ok Kelly you weren't interrupting." I said getting on my feet.

"Alright let's go find my new dogs."

I smiled at Kelly. She was the nicest ever. I was glad she was Gustavo's assistant. Not only is Kelly the nicest ever but she's like a mom/ big sister/ best friend. I mean my real older sister is back in Minnesota and she has her own daughter and husband. I don't really have any friends here in LA either. The closest I came to meeting people was when I went to hang up signs for Gustavo at the Palm Woods. The girls I met where all named Jennifer. They weren't nice. Especially center Jennifer.

I walked up to the man working in the desk.

"Hello." I told him.

"What?" he asked annoyed.

"I was just wondering if I could hang up these posters on your bulletin board."

"Sure." He said.

I skipped off to the board. Once all the posters were up I walked and then bumped into 3 girls walking in slow motion with a fan blowing their hair back.

"Ugh who just ruined our walk?" asked a blonde girl in the center.

"I'm sorry guys I didn't see you there."

"New girl obviously doesn't know who we are!" screamed the brunette one.

"Oh you think I live here. No I don't live here. I'm just putting up poster." I said.

"Does it look like I'm wearing I care anywhere?" Asked the blonde girl.

"Who are you girls anywhere."
All three of them laughed, "She wants to know who we are." Responded the curly haired girl.

"We're the Jennifers. We rule Hollywood and the Palm Woods. We sing, dance and act. What are you?"

"Wow I have never heard of you. Maybe you should spend less time getting your noses done and actually try and get signed. I heard if you have a really good scandal or diss a major celebrity many times and start a Twitter war with them you will get big. Good luck with that."

The Jennifers stood there crossed armed and huffed.

"Well we probably have more talent than you do!" screamed the blonde Jennifer.

"Sure you do."

They huffed again, "Watch this. Play back!" screamed brunette Jennifer.

I'm too cool for my dress
These shades don't leave my head
Everything you say is so irrelevant
You follow and I lead
You want to be like me
But your just a wannabe
love it or hate it

I can't help the way I am
Hope you don't misunderstand

Cause I'm too cool
Yeah I'm too cool
To know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you
You think your hot but I'm sorry, you're not
Exactly who you think you are
Can't tell you what you haven't got
When we walk into the room
I'm too cool for you

Lucky I'm so nice
Even I'm surprised
You are still allowed to be in my crew
Show you how it's done
If you want to be someone
Just watch me and you'll learn some

Me, myself, and I agree
You'll never catch up with me

Cause I'm too cool
Yeah I'm too cool
To know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you
You think your hot but I'm sorry, you're not
Exactly who you think you are
Can't tell you what you haven't got
When we walk into the room
I'm too cool for you

You see I'm all beauty, brains, and talents
I got it all
Well others have to try all their lives
Still they never get the call
That's the difference between you and me
Obviously
I'm a natural
I'm the real deal

I can't help the way I am
Hope you don't misunderstand

But I'm too cool
Yeah I'm too cool
To know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you

Too cool
Yeah I'm too cool
To know you
Don't take it personal
Don't get emotional
You know it's the truth
I'm too cool for you

I smiled, "Well that was good. So well rehearsed and you're lip synching was almost perfect. Now it's my turn. YO dude with the guitar."

The guitar dude started playing random chords, "What'ss uppp? What'ss upp? What's uppp?"

"Can you lend me your beautiful Taylor guitar?"

"Sure." He handed it over and held it almost like I handled mine. It was like his guitar was a baby.

"Ok now how's this for you?"

I began to play.

Think of me when you're out
When you're out there
I'll beg you nice from my knees
And when the world treats you way too fairly
Well it's a shame I'm a dream

All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you

I think I'll pace my apartment a few times
And fall asleep on the couch
Wake up early, the black and white re-runs
That escape from my mouth, oh

All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you

I could follow you to the beginning
Just to relive the start
Maybe then we'd remember to slow down
At all of our favorite parts

All I wanted was you

All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you
All I wanted was you

This was the first time I hit all those notes since the first day I wrote it. On lookers applauded like crazy and cheered loudly. The Jennifers huffed and walked away in their slow motion muttering, "Whatever we are prettier than you!"

I laughed at the memory as I walked to the limo down stairs waiting to take us to the airport. Maybe on the ride then I would realize why Minnesota was this important to me.

Dun dun dun dun dun! Haha in your mouths Jennifers.