so this is my third fsn fic... i have a joint with Kaydence called Misery Business and i even have my own call Teardrops on my Guitar... i'm still continuing them but i had this up coming idea so i'm gonna give it a shot... tell me what ya'll think

Chapter 1

Hey, my name is Alex. I'm seventeen years old and I live in Beverly Hills. My dad is a big lawyer and as you can imagine I'm really rich... but really unhappy. I have everything. A big house and a nice car, lots of money and great friends and I can have any guy in the world. I have long dirty blond curls and hazel eyes, I'm five foot seven inches and I'm a kickboxer so I'm confident in myself... maybe too confident.
"You coming Alex", my sister called from the bottom of the stairs. I grabbed my car keys off my desk and jogged down the stairs, "Yeah, I'm coming."
Justina tapped her nails on the wall and flipped her bleach blond hair over her shoulder, "It's about time. Dad had a huge case and I need a ride to the studio... so move it along."
I sighed as I followed my sister out to my Cadillac. My older sister... the pretty Victoria Secret model. She is twenty years old (still living at home), five foot eleven inches and has bleah blond hair and striking blue eyes. She is smaller then a twig and can have anything she wants with just a snap of her fingers... we're kinda the same in a way, but I didn't want to be compaired to her. I was better then her... I wasn't stuck up... or so I thought untill some guy knocked me in the head a few time. 
"Can't you drive any faster!?" my sister yelled from the passanger seat. I sighed and gripped the wheel tighter, "Not unless you want to get in a car accident or have me get a speeding ticket."
Justina groaned and banged her head on the back of the headrest, "Fine, but if I'm late I blame you."
"Whatever." I pressed on the gas pedal a little more and pulled into the parking lot. Justina jumped out of the car and ran into the studio, but before closing the door she yelled over her shoulder, "Pick me back up at five and don't be late. I'm meeting John and I need to look great.!"
I ignored her and drove off. Good thing the studio was only a couple minutes away from Starbucks. Once there I jumped out and walked in, smelling the wonderful aroma of ground coffee beans. I sat in a seat right in front of my best friends Leigh and her younger cousin Kelli. Leigh and Kelli both had dark brown hair but Leigh's was a little past her mid back and Kelli's was past her shoulders. Leigh was eighteen, few months older then me, with bright green eyes and stood at five foot six inches. She had an athletic body from all her years of basketball, volleyball, and softball. Kelli was five four with dark brown eyes and very slender her a fourteen year old. She was pretty cool.
"Wow", Leigh said as I flopped down on the couch, "you look bummed or something. What's up?"
"Same old thing",  said with a flip of my hand. I toss a dirty curl over my shoulder and batched my eyes at the counter where a cute guy stood. He montioned me over there and I looked at Leigh, "Looks as if Dillon is going to make his move on me."
Leigh turned around and caught the eyes of the attractive brown hair, dark eyed quarterback. Leigh and turned and gave me a thumbs up, "Go for it."
I winked at them and pushed myself off the couch just as someone walked thourgh the door. Whoever they were they stepped up to the counter next to me. I blinked at Dillon and rested my ahnds on the counter, "I would like to order."
"You can have whatever you want", Dillon said with a smile. I smiled back, "I'd like..."
"A Strawberry and creme frap please", they guy next to me and I said at the same time. I spun around quickly and looked right into the face of the most gorgeous guy in the world. Tall with dark hair and brown eyes and a very sweet smile, "I'm sorry, I think he was talking to you."
I felt my cheeks turn red for the first time ever, he was truely the greatest looking guy in the world. 
I nodded my head (like an idiot) and smiled even bigger, "Um... yeah... how about yours is on me?"
He smiled and stepped next to me, "Thanks. Whats your name?"
"Alex Miller. You?"
"Joe Jonas."