Fame

Chapter 1

Sweat is dripping down my back and my legs burn. I pump my arms and my breath is harsh because of the cold morning air. Music is flowing through my earphones and to my ears and the world around me no longer seems important. I can only hear faint sounds penetrating the bubble that surrounds me. Car horns, squealing breaks and loud voices are the only things that reminded me of my current position.

Running through the busy streets of LA might seem scary, but for me it brings the feeling of excitement and leaves adrenaline pumping through my veins. Weaving through the maze of people is a challenge and shows me a different side of LA. Running through the streets of LA shows that it isn't all road blocks and stand-stills but if you run fast enough, the road blocks and stand-stills are just there to test how strong your will is. It tests to see if you can fight to get through.

I feel like that is all my life is at the moment. Road blocks and stand-stills. I am working at a dead-end job and I'm being underpaid. I work at a record store and it is a dying industry. No one buys CD's or records anymore. It's all done online now. Working a low paying job and living in LA is hell. I can hardly afford my apartment and my rent payment is falling behind. I want to quit my job, but I cannot find another job anywhere.

I dream of being a writer. Not a novel writer, but a music writer. I dream of writing scores for movies and T.V. shows. Music creates suspense and tension but it can also be the thing that makes people cry in movies. Whether they realise it or not. Although this is my dream, being able to get into the industry is a nightmare.

I am currently studying at the University of California on a full scholarship, meaning that the uni pays for my schooling. My parents can't really help with my expenses because they struggle as it is. I know they try their hardest to help me but I don't expect them to spend their money on me. They have supported me for my entire life and one day I am going to repay them.

As my thoughts drift into the depressed part of my mind I begin to lose concentration. With my iPod still playing and my phone in hand, I decide to turn around, go back to my apartment and get ready for work. Just as I turn around I run into an unsuspecting bystander. After all of my efforts to dodge people on the sidewalk, I manage to run into a person. Great.

I take out my ear phones and begin to apologise. "I am so sorry. I didn't..."

"It's not a problem. It was really my fault." The mysterious guy cut in. He is wearing a hat and sunglasses. I can't see his face properly but I can see curls poking out form the bottom of the hat.

"Well, sorry again." I say while putting my earphones back in and continuing on my run.

As I near my apartment I realise that I didn't have my phone. Crap. It is an iPhone 3 with no password. Great. Now anyone can get my information. It's probably cracked and sitting in a gutter. I unlock my front door and am immediately greeted by my beautiful golden retriever. Her name is Lucky. She is the only roommate I have and will ever need. I have had her since I was about 12. She was a birthday present so she got to come and live with me.

Now to go to work...

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Harry's POV:

Her beautiful chocolate brown eyes, that are permanently imprinted on my mind, are all I can think of as I watched her a she run in the other direction. Not only has she go beautiful eyes but a nice ass too. I begin to walk away when I notice an old iPhone on the ground in front of me. I pick it up and turn it on. It has a photo of two girls, probably best friends, but one of the girls is the one I just ran into.

Looks like I'll have to return it to her...

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Hey guys,

I don't know how many people will actually read this but I hope that you enjoy it. If you have any ideas for the story, please let me know. If there are any mistakes or anything doesn't make sense, please let me know and I will do my best to fix that.

Thanks for giving the story a go.

Georgia xoxo