My Life As Lily by Katie Such (10 best novels of all time TXT) 📖

I’m used to getting up at five in the morning to shower, change and get ready for school. My makeup is usually just simple eyeliner, mascara, and cover up. by six I get my breakfast.
"Morning mom," I said and gave her a hug. She's the third grade math teacher at North view elementary. She has long brown hair, blue eyes and she wears glasses.
"Morning, don't forget guitar and dance tonight." She reminded me like always.
"Yeah mom I know." it's almost six thirty when my brother Logan came down. We are identical twins.
"Morning sis," he said and grabbed his breakfast. We usually don't fight like most siblings do. We are both wearing our school uniforms.
"Morning," I put my bowl in the dishwasher and sat back down.
"I like what you did with your hair today.”
“Oh Thanks,” I have my chest length brown hair curled and my side bangs in a bump. I have hazel eyes, and stand at five food three. At school I’m popular but I’m not preppy. That’s why most people like me, “Com on Logan but is down the street,” We’re only fifteen so we can’t drive yet. I grabbed my guitar case, dance bag, and my back pack, and we walked out the door.
As soon as I got off the bus Bree waved me over. Bree’s about five foot four, skinny, brown hair with blonde highlights, and blue eyes. ,”
“Hey lily,” Alison said when I put my stuff down. It’s really sunny here in Atlanta today. Alison is skinny, has dark brown hair, and brown eyes.
“Hi,” I put my guitar case down on the table.
“Guitar then dance tonight?” Alison asked.
“Yeah, just like every Friday.”
“Can I still sleepover tonight?” Bree asked.
“Yeah, I get done with dance at seven.”
“Okay, just call me when you want me to come.”
“I will, I can’t wait, only three more weeks, and then we hit Hollywood!” I am so excited. We are going to the Hollywood festival, where Justin Bieber, Miley Cyrus, Demi Lovato, and Selena Gomez are going to perform. We have backstage passes so we can meet them all. So excited!
“I know!” they both squealed.
“Plus the talent show is next Friday. We’ve got to get another practice in before then. Just so we know where everyone should stand on the stage.”
“Yeah I agree. We should see if we can get the auditorium on Thursday night.” Alison suggested.
“Okay,” I said. For the talent show, the three of us and our friend Toria are doing the song “The Climb” by Miley Cyrus. I’m supposed to be picking out the outfits for the show but I haven’t been able to think of anything. I’ll have figure out something before Friday. I’m lead singer, Bree’s playing the guitar and some back up singing, Toria the drums, and Alison is playing to piano.
North view doesn’t have any celebrities, but our school has a lot of talented people. Most of the people here are stuck up though. They think they are all that because they are rich and talented but that’s not what it’s all about. It’s about the passion and the talent. It’s not about how cool you are or about how you look.
While I was lost in thought the bell rang.
“Lily are you coming?” Bree asked.
“Oh, yeah.” I got up and walked to my locker. They are like mini closets, normal schools have really small lockers, but they give us bigger ones so we can fit our instruments and things in them.
Once I was done with dance I walked home, it’s only a block and a half from my house so it’s really not a long walk. I texted Bree when I got home and told her that she could come over. I hopped in the shower quickly and got all un sweaty. Bree was in my room when I got in there from my shower.
“Oh my god, you really need to go look at your twitter.”
“Why?” I asked.
“Just do it.” She smiled and opened my laptop.
“Okay,” as soon as my laptop started up I logged on to twitter. I noticed that I had on thousand and one followers. That means that I have one new follower since Thursday, “So, I have a new follower, what’s your point?”
“Look who it is!” I clicked on my followers list.
“Oh, that’s cool.” It was Justin Bieber that was following me.
“Uh, yeah, I’m so jealous!”
Bree and I have twenty six YouTube videos of us singing, five of those songs are Justin Bieber songs, “Never let you go,” “Pray,” “That should be me,” “You Smile.” And “Never Say Never,” they are great songs to sing.
“Do you think he’s seen out YouTube channel?” Bree asked.
“I doubt it,” I direct messaged him our URL, so she wouldn’t tell me to. I signed off twitter and I signed in to our YouTube channel. We have over three million channel views and one million six hundred fifty thousand and nine subscribers. We have no new messages, but a lot of comments. I turned off my computer.
“So what do you want to do?” I asked and set my laptop on my desk.
“Let’s just watch TV.”
“Ok.”
We watched TV until two in the morning and we finally fell asleep. I was trying to figure out what to wear for the talent show still.

For the talent show I finally decided on black skinny Jeans, white t-shirts, and black and white converse.
“Ok, now our final group. Is a group of young ladies that have been working very hard to do this, please give it up for Lily, Bree, Alison, and Toria, singing ‘The Climb’ by Miley Cyrus.” Principle Molten announced, we walked out on stage and took our places.
When we finished the song everyone stood up and clapped. We walked offstage and Mrs. Molten walked on stage. “Wow, incredible right?” There were a lot of screams for the audience. “Ok so in fifteen minutes I will be back with the results from the Judges! She walked off the stage.
Fifteen minutes later Mrs. Molten walked back on stage. Everyone was super nervous. She opened the envelope in her hand, “The winner is… Lily, Bree, Alison, and Toria!” We all screamed and walked on stage. “We have a special surprise for you girls.” We were all so confused, but excited at the same time. “Mr. Grosten bring him out now please!” we watched as Mr. Grosten lead out somebody we couldn’t really see at first. Then we realized it was Justin Bieber! Mrs. Molten grabbed another microphone and handed it to Justin.
“Hi ladies congrats!” he shook each of our hands.
“So, Justin has an offer for you.” Mrs. Molten told us.
“Yes, I want you all to be my opening act on my tour with Sean Kingston!” he was all pumped. We were all to shocked to say anything. “Let’s go backstage so we can talk.”
“Ok,” I said and kind of urged the girls to come with. We went back to the dressing room.
“So, my tour is in a month. Do you write any of your own songs?” he asked while grabbing his jacket.
“Yeah, we have six written right now.” I answered.
“Alright cool, here’s me card, you can call me or text if you need me anything. A limo will pick you up in the morning. Where should we send it?”
“Lily’s house,” Bree said. She handed me her little note pad and a pen and I wrote down my address. I handed it to Justin and gave Bree her pen and paper back.
“Great, I’ll see you in the morning.” He told us.
“Thank you so much!” I said. I stood up and put my hand out. He shook it and left with his bodyguard.
“Oh my gosh!” Alison screamed.
“Okay you guys chill, this is our shot we cannot screw this up.” I was saying, trying to calm them down.
“Oh my gosh, Justin is so hot in person!” Bree screamed.
“I know!” Toria and Alison both agreed.
“Girls! Seriously stop, we have to be serious, we can’t be talking about how cute Justin is he’s a normal guy who go to live his dream, just like we WANT to right?”
“Yeah,” all three agreed.
“Now let’s go to my house and try to get some sleep,” we walked outside to where my mom’s parked.
“Hi girls, what happened with Justin?” My mom asked. We got into the car and explained everything to her. As soon as we got back to my house we want straight to bed.
In the morning we got up to the sound of my alarm clock at six. My house has six bathrooms so the four of us could shower at the same time. By seven thirty we were ready and we ate. We went upstairs to my bathroom and brushed our teeth. I’m wearing a baby blue t-shirt and black skinny jeans. Bree is in a purple t-shirt and white skinny jeans. Toria’s wearing a pink t-shirt and dark wash colored skinny jeans, and Alison is wearing a green t-shirt and regular light skinny jeans.
At exactly eight o’clock we heard a honk outside. We all put on our black and white converse that we wore last night. We got outside and there was a white limo waiting for us. The driver opened the door for us. The driver opened and closed the door for us. We only drove for fifteen minutes before we arrived at Island Def Jam Records. Justin is standing outside waiting for us with his body guard.
“Good morning ladies,” He said.
“Morning” We all smiled.
“Shall we?” He turned around and we all followed him into the studio, “Hey Usher! They are here!” He yelled towards a door and kept walking until we reached the actual recording studio, “Wait here,” he turned around and walked out.
“This is awesome,” I said really calmly even though I’m freaking out on the inside.
“I know! Oh did you grab our sheet music?” Toria asked.
“Yes,” I pulled a blue folder from my purse.
“Okay ladies,” we heard a familiar voice say, just as Usher walked into the room. All of us gasped and he smiled, “Okay so, Justin says you’re good so let’s see what you’ve got. How about you do the song that you sang last night?
“Okay, acapella or instrumental?” I asked.
“Instrumental, just go in the booth,” He pointed to the booth. We walked in and found our instruments. But instead of a piano it was a keyboard, they aren’t too different from each other. Alison can play both. She started us off and