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*Chapter 2*
*It happens everytime when I see you...It happens everytime when I--
"Stupid song", Melissa said as she crawled out of bed. "I guess thats what I get for waking up to the radio."'
She sleeply walked down stairs where she found her mom, Mrs. Trousdale, and Chris sitting at her kitchen table.
"Morning honey", Mrs. MacPherson said cheerfully.
"Morning", was her still half asleep response.
Melissa clumsly sat down in the chair next to Chris as she poured herself a glass of orange juice.
"Hey I was wondering if you wanted to come to a Dream Street rehearsal today?", Chris asked her hoping she was listening and not still sleeping.
"I thought you guys just got back from the tour?"
"We did."
"And there already making you guys practice?"
"Its for our new video, we gotta get all the dance moves down."
"OoO I gotcha. Sure I'd love to come! What time are you leaving?"
"In about 45 minutes."
"O geez, then I better go take a shower!"
On that note, Melissa made her way upstairs and took a shower. She picked out a cute light blue halter top with a new pair of jeans to wear. She quickly dried her medium length brown hair and threw on some make-up consisting of mascara and lip gloss. She ran down stairs to find Chris and her brother Mike playing video games.
"Okay, I'm ready."
"Aww I was almost beating him, too! You ruined it. You always win, Mike! I'll play you again later and next time I'll win!" Chris said before turning to leave.
"HaHa. Thats whatt you think Chris. Just wait til next time.", Mike replied.
Chris just shoke his head and laughed.
"Alright ready to go?"
"Yup!"
"Okay lets go!"
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"Here we are.", Mrs. Trousdale said upon arriving at the studio.
"Thank you Mrs. Trousdale!"
They got out of the car and Chris lead Melissa into the studio to find the other 4 guys sitting around talking.
"Hey Everyone!"
"Hey Chris. Late as usual", Frankie Galasso(sry for the mispelling earlier lol), one of the 5 Dream Streeters said sarcastically.
"Shut up man!", Chris said jokingly.
Greg couldn't keep his eyes off of the beautiful girl that had walked in with Chris.
"Everyone I'd like you to meet my best friend ever - Melissa MacPherson.", Chris said.
"Hi guys", Melissa said shyly.
"Hi! I'm Greg - Remember me? haha This is Frankie, Matt, and Jesse.", pointing to each member as he said their names.
The other three said their hi's to Melissa.
"Alright, boys lets get to work.", Dream Street's choregrapher Claudia said.
Melissa sat up front and watched the boys practice. Being a dancer herself she saw many times a bad spot that she wanted to fix but kept her mouth shut knowing it wasn't her business to say anything.
"Alright take a 5 minute water break.", Claudia told the guys.
"So howd I do? Am I as good a dancer as you?", Chris asked proudly to Melissa.
"Not even close", Melissa replied with a smile.
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"7-2-7-5-5-5-1-2-3-4", Melissa said as she dialed the numbers of her best friend Desiray's house.
"Hello?"
"Hey, Is Desiray there?"
"Yup, hold on a sec"
"Okay"
"Hello?"
"Hey Des! It's Melissa!"
"Oh, hey girl!"
"You remember my friend Chris, right?"
"How could I forget!!"
"HaHa. Well him and his lil group thing Dream Street are doing a concert tomorrow night at the arena here in town. And I just happen to have two VIP backstage passes along with two front row tickets..Wanna come with me?"
"OMG Yes!! I'd love to!", was her friend's excited responce!
"Alright good. I gotta show you Chris's friend Greg. He is wayyyy hott!"
"Awesome..hey I gotta go but I'll call ya tomorrow morning so we can go shopping to get new outfits for the show kay?"
"Okiez hun! Talk to ya tomorrow! Bye!"
"Bye!"
Right after Melissa hung up the phone it rung again.
"Hello?"
"Hey Meliss, its Chris."
"Hey hun."
"Wanna come oveR? I'm kinda bored."
"Sure, I'll be over in a few."
"Okay"
They both hung up their phones. Melissa went and grabbed her purse, did a quick mirror check - relizing her hair was a mess. Ugh, she thought. Oh well its just Chris. Little did she know Chris wasnt the only one there. She left a note for her mom telling her she was next door and then headed over to Chris's. She got there, rang the door bell and waited for someone to answer. Mrs. Trousdale answered.
"Hello there dear."
"Hi Mrs. Trousdale!"
"Chris is upstairs in his room. Go ahead on up."
"Kay, thanks."
She walked upstairs to Chris's room and knocked on the door.
"Come in", she heard Chris call from inside.
She opened the door to find Chris, Jesse, and Greg sitting in Chris's room talking.
"Kinda bored, huH? Geez how many people do you need over here to get you out of the bored mode?", Melissa said.
"Oh lots for him", Greg answered for him.
"But they gotta all be girls", Chris added slyly.
Melissa just rolled her eyes. Boys, she thought. After they all talked for a while, Jesse and Greg had to go.
"Alright, Greg we gotta get going", Jesse said.
"Yeah, we do. Nice meeting you again Melissa. See ya tonite Chris," Greg said while getting up to leave.
"Nice meeting you again too Greg", Melissa replied with a smile. "Bye Jesse!"
"See ya later Melissa. Bye Chris.", Jesse answered.
"Bye guys", Chris said while walking them to the door.
Melissa patiently waited for Chris to return from downstairs. He did a few seconds later.
"So what did you think of Greg and Jesse?", Chris asked.
"They're wicked nice and fun to hang around with."
"Yeah"
"Alright, I'm gonna go Chris. I believe YOU have a show tonite so you better start getting ready. Oh yah by the way, I'm coming to the concert tomorrow night and I'm bringing my friend, Des. Kay?"
Chris smiled at the thought of Desiray. Even though he had only met her once, Chris remembered her clearly. He thought she was a very pretty girl and couldn't wait to see her again.
"Chris, hello, stop daydreaming", Melissa practically screamed. However, she still got no responce. "CHRISTOPHER RYAN TROUSDALE ANSWER ME RIGHT NOW."
"What?!", Chris asked confused. He relized he went off into a daze. "Yah, ok. Well see ya tomorrow night then."
"Alright good luck tonite. Bye!", Melissa said while walking down stairs and out the Trousdale's front door. She walked across their front yard onto hers and went inside to get ready for her dance class.
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