I open the brown door to be greeted by almost a couple of dozen people.

"Ash!" One girl screamed, recently I haven't been showing how respectful I am to each and every one of them, I blame my depression....Actually, I blame myself.

"Hey sup" I smile brightly at the girls.

"Oh my god!" A girl cried.

A photographer pulled out his camera and started taking pictures of me, I hate the flash. I'm going to go blind by that flash one day. I normally don't make the papers anymore so I doubt I'll be in it.

'Ash tryin' B-ASH his depression!?' I bet that would be the title if I did make the paper, it's been a while since people have seen my face.

"Can I take a picture with you?" Another girl pulled out her Iphone and asked me. Excitement was written all over her face, how? I don't understand how people can be this happy over meeting someone like me, wasn't that long ago since I punched a fan for calling me names, they should be scared of me.

I put my arm over the girl and use my other hand to move my hair to the side. I smile and she counts down.

"3....2....1!" 

The flash once again hits my eyes.

"Thank you!" She lays a small peck on my cheek.

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After taking the pictures and riding home, I open my front door to my mansion.

I feel like this is all just a dream, a nightmare. Money doesn't make me happy, like yeah it lifts a lot of weight off my back but it doesn't make me happy.

I pull out my phone while closing the door behind me.

'3 missed calls - Scooter Braun' 

"Scoots...." I sighed.

Scooter was there for me during the hard times, I think he understood the pressure that was on me at such a young age.

I thank him for that, along with Mom, couple of friends, and mostly my true fans.

I decide the text him instead.

'You called?' I typed quickly.

Almost instantly my phone buzzed.

'Someone seen you leave, you're all over Twitter. But! It's not all bad news, Ellen wants you to go on her show. This is a good chance to show everyone that you've changed.' He sent.

He must really want me to do this because he'd never reply this fast without it being serious.

For some reason I felt like going on Twitter and looking at all the tweets but it's been a long time since I've opened Twitter.

'Sure, when?' I reply.

'Tuesday' He replies almost instantly again.

That's 3 days away....

I put my phone down and walk over to the mirror. I look at myself, staring into my deep brown eyes, Cola eyes. That's what Dawn used to say. I felt a smile crawl up my face.

I miss them,  May, Cilan, Kenny, Misty....Gary, and.....Her.

Her honey blonde hair that the moon would break through, her ocean blue eyes, perfect skin - not a pimple to be seen, her perfect figure, the strawberry scent.

Serena.

I think I have her number somewhere...

I pulled my phone out nd started to scroll down the contacts.

'Pitbull....Niki Ma.....Fetty w......Drake......Serena'

I clicked on the contact, I haven't seen her in a long time. She could've changed. I bet she still goes to the same school, but final year.

I look back up from the phone and into the mirror.

I removed my top and looked at my body. The current 8 pack I've got going along with the v-line. The tattoos that cover my arms with a couple on my body, moving my arm in front of my sight, I look at the honey blonde hair figure tattooed on my wrist.

I got this so she'd always be with me even if she doesn't like me.

Perhaps she liked Calem now.

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"WHAT THE FUCK!" I scream at the computer monitor.

"AHAHAHA" My team mates laugh at me.

"THIS RETARDED GAME! FUCK YOU VALVE" I scream again.

The laughter of my teams mates grew louder.

It was a 1v1 last round of 1st half and I came up behind the guy and one tapped him in the head but the hit box is so fucked it missed and the guy turned around and sprayed my down causing us to lose the round.

"NOO WAY, ASH!" My friend cried.

"Shut up!" I said in a jokingly tone.

My phone buzzed.

I turned my attention towards it and it was from...

"D-D-Dawn?....."

My eyes wide open started at the screen.

I quickly opened the message and started to read it.

'Ash is this your number still?' She asked. 

Was kinda hoping for an 'OMG! Ash I missed you loads!' 

Guess you can't get everything, right?

I started to type back.

'Yeah' I pressed the send button and watch it send.

She started to type back.

I watched the 3 dots move up and down, everything around me was a blur, I only focused on this.

'You know there's a class presentation in a few months and you're still registered in Serena's class.' She texted back.

I blinked a couple of times.

"She wants me to perform?" I said to myself in shock.

'Serena doesn't like me, I'd be surprised if any of you did'  I replied

The 3 dots again.

'We all love you, even Serena. She doesn't stop talking about you, she's always like "My favourite song is All that Matters! By Ash" I think you need to do it, I seen the picture on Twitter, you dyed your hair blonde?' She replied.

"S-Serena li-likes my m-m-music?" I said to myself, feeling my breathing pick up. 

My hands were shaking at this point.

I typed back quickly.

'Yeah, I thought it would look nice. I'll do it send me the dates and I'll fly to Kalos soon.' I typed to her

'19th January' She texted back.

I closed down CSGO, not caring if I got banned. I clicked on google chrome and booked a flight to Kalos.

My Mom still lives in Kalos, she visits once every 2 months.

Once I had booked the flight I walked over to my bed and lay down.

"Are things really starting to take a right turn, or left?" I instantly had an idea for a song.

I moved my head up and down and imagined the beat.

"First you want to go the left and then you want to turn right.....wanna argue all day, make love all night." I had a piece of the lyrics in mind.

I got out of bed and ran downstairs into my studio.

I flicked the lights on and a bunch of memories came back to me, I sat down and grabbed the pen and paper.

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6 hours later.

"Okay, I think I got the lyrics." I said to myself re-reading everything.

I looked over to the huge DJ set, "Imagine if I knew how to actually create a good beat" I chuckled slightly to myself.

"Wait a minute..." I froze.

I should collab with other people! Let me ring Skrillex and Diplo!

"Sup, Diplo! Think you could fly to my house Friday?" 

"Sure, send me the details and I'll fly over, why do you want me to come?" Diplo questioned me.

I smiled.

"I need help creating my next song but I'm struggling with a beat. Could you also tell Skrillex too?" 

"Yeah, Alrighty I'll message him in the morning, I'm off back to bed, peace bro" He put the phone down.

I sat back in my chair and closed my eyes.

"Am I doing the right thing?"

Had to rush last part due to time catching up on my hands, I'll update sometime this week again, I love you all! <3