HOM - Ch. 1Inside the house there is a group of teenage girls, all around fifteen to seventeen years of age. They are all dressed in pink pajamas and have set up their sleeping bags into a circle. One girl with blonde, curly hair looks up at the door, "Who is here?" A brunette with sharp blue eyes looks at the door and groans, "Don't tell me…Shelby! Did you invite the weirdo?" The girl with auburn hair slowly stands up and steps over the bags, heading over to the door, "Oh, come on Hilary, it's just Asta. Besides, it would be wrong to leave her out." Hilary huffs and looks over at a heavier, red headed girl, "Whatever…anyway, Yvonne what do you think of the tryouts?"
With them distracted with conversation over the dance tryouts and coming up performances, Shelby walks over to the door. She opens it to find a shy, blonde haired girl with glasses. Shelby smiles softly, "Hey Asta, glad you could make it. Come on in." Asta smiles sheepishly, "Thank you, Shelby." Once the door is shut behind her, Asta