Jessica POV :||

"Dribble. Dribble. Dribble."

I bounced my basketball on the sidewalk, and chewed on my bubblegum.

I'm Jessica Richmond. I'm 19 years old, and very, very, broken. My family life isn't the best, you could say. My parents constant fighting has made me into a violent person. Not physically, but verbally.

The Beatles and Basketball, those are my only rays of Sunshine in my dark world. I was wearing my basketball shorts, and my 'Let It Be' tee. My hair was pulled into a pony tail, perfect for basketball.

I opened the gate to my old high school, and dribbled to the court. I shot lay up after lay up, free throws after free throws, and three pointers.

I touched my cheek, where my dad had thrown a bottle of empty beer. The glass bottle had left a hideous scar. I was 7 when that happened. It was a pretty hot day. I forgot my water bottle, and started feeling lightheaded, and dizzy.

I fell back against the wall, and closed my eyes. Within seconds, I felt better. When I opened my eyes, I was in a different world! My hair was in a crown braid, and an elegant party gown replaced my old clothing.

A glowing, golden, building was directly in front of me. Laughing and music could be heard from outside. The smell of cocktail filled the air. I looked around, and I was in a enclosed area. There's only one way to go, and that's forward.

Up the stairs I go. One by one, just taking my time. At the top, are these ginormous doors, with men in black suits on either side. They open the door, and the music and laughter stop. And all eyes are on me as I walk in.

Written By Chandler.

A/N

Thank you, @MZLloyd, for working on a cover for us! We can't wait to see it! That reminds me, we are waiting for the cover, so bare with us! We hope you'll enjoy this!