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Chapter 1

Chapter 1

“You have got to be joking Louise! That’s just idiotic!”

I sighed to myself as Ashley yelled at Louise or as we call her; Lou, her older sister. We knew what Lou was like but this had to take the cake! I had better tell you about her. She’s 26 years old and is a huge user. She leeches off men for money, clothes, sex etc. The reason why Ash is currently yelling at her is because Lou just told us that she has a “victim” lined up. Someone from Westlife. We have no idea who since she won’t tell us. Me and Ash is upset because Lou is gonna use someone from our favourite band.

I’ll describe Lou and Ash for you. Louise has long blonde hair with blue eyes, she’s five feet and 10 inches tall and man she’s a total witch. It’s no secret to anyone that she hates me. I don’t like her either but I’ll tell you why later.

Ashley is my best friend. She’s 22 years old, has long dirty blonde with brown eyes. She’s five feet and 6 inches tall. As you know, the witch is her older sister; her only sister actually. I had met her at a dancing audition a few years back. She started talking to me and well we’re pretty much inseparable now.

“Emma!!”

I jumped, startled as I saw Ash waving her hands in front of my face like a madwoman and shaking me like a rag doll. I’m surprised my head didn’t roll off. That was sarcasm by the way. I shoved her off me – great now my hair has come loose. Thank you very much Ash! I growled as I yanked my hairband off, letting my long hair loose. Oh wait, I didn’t introduce myself to you did I? Shoot, sorry about that. I’m Emma in case you didn’t work it out.

“What?!”

I yelled at her because frankly, she’s getting me mad. I don’t get why Ash loves doing this. This happens EVERY morning. She gets mad because I’m quiet and gets ME mad. Welcome to a soap opera that is my life. She just remarked on how “lovely” my hair is, I replied by giving her the finger. This is actually our routine mornings. Joy!

I walked over to the mirror that was nearby, leaving the sisters to bicker. In my reflection, I saw a stranger. She had long dark brown hair that fell past the shoulders., with hazel eyes. The complexion is pale as the moon, with the fullest pink lips. Her height is 5 feet and 3 inches tall and weighs at eight stone, which is like 100 or so pounds. Yeah, the girl is me. I’m 19 years old currently, soon to be 20 so I’m the youngest. I tied my hair up high so it wouldn’t be near my face for when I’m dancing. Did I mention that us girls are dancers? We were doing a much practised dance routine that we planned a few weeks ago. Ash found out that a famous band wanted to hire us as their dancers. We actually don’t know who. Moreover, I have no idea how she found out so don’t ask. We’re staying at the Hilton in London.

I looked over at Lou and I frowned. No way, she can’t be serious about wearing that was she? I was about to voice my concern when Ash got there before me.

“You aint gonna wear that skanky clothes are you Lou?”

Subtle move! What you have to know about us three, Lou is a tart obviously. Ash’s loud and very forward and me? I’m the quietest and definitely the shyest. Yea, my suspicions were confirmed. Lou is gonna wear what she’s currently wearing which is a very tight, short black skirt and man a teensy top which I swear is gonna burst anytime. I knew right that moment, Lou was gonna diss me….3…2…1…

“Perlease! At least I look better then Emma. She looks like a freak.”

Told you. I looked down at my clothes, which I was wearing baggy, light blue trousers with white stripes down the sides that hung loosely on my waist. My white top’s got this funky silver/gold graffiti print; to match with my outfit, I have on white trainers and a blue hoody. What’s wrong with this, I glared at Lou and opened my mouth, before grabbing Ash and pushing her towards the door.

“I can wear what I like. Unlike certain trashy people, I actually have a fashion sense.”

Ashley was laughing her butt off when we walked towards the lift and she did hand signing in case Louise heard whatever she was saying to me. I let out a soft laugh when I saw what Ash was signing to me. She said that I can be a right cow when I have to be. It’s true. Oh didn’t I tell you? I’m deaf, but I can hear just as good as you. Actually, so good, I don’t even depend on signing, I only sign when it’s secret mode aka not letting Lou know stuff. The lift then arrived so Ash bounced in there dragging me in so sharply, I screamed a little. Man, I hate it when she does that, we had huge grins on our faces, we were gonna do what we loved the most. Dancing.,

What I didn’t know, after the lift closed, my life would change completely. I was unaware that five pairs of eyes watching Ash and me when we were at the lift. Only one stood out from the rest. And it was HIM.