Alysia Demi Brody grew up in Brighton England. With no worries. No thoughts of having to please anyone. She didn't have to do any of that, but still with two older brother's hogging her father's attention there was no way to keep herself from striding for the attention herself.

When Aly was five, her parents, Eve and Jaxon finally called it quits in their marriage. Jaxon was seeing some other woman on the side from work in the States. It became a lot harder to get into her father's good graces and she finally ended up going her own way and trying to do her own thing. Which included none other than going into dance classes and perfecting her talent.

While Dylan was out following in their dad's footsteps and Dean was preparing meals in the kitchen and perfecting his craft in culinary. She was having fun and making money with dance gigs and traveling with a few known artists. British and American alike. She did keep a few pointers and tips from her father for herself, just as a precaution.

She occasionally flew over to see Dylan in the states whenever he finally moved, but only when she had a gig nearby. He was and still is her closest family member so when her mum asked her to go and see why he hadn't called or responded to any of their calls for as long as he hadn't she didn't exactly hesitate to bring her cute little arse down from London.

Aly walked off the plane with one of her black leather duffle bags around her chest. As she walked out of the gate she looked around for the direction of the rent a car area so that she could go and pick something up- hopefully something cute and definitely Alysia. She sighed walking down the long corridors to the bagage claim she looked over all of the stores, and resturaunts that were unfamiliar to her. This, she remembered, was why she stayed in London while the rest of her family fled back and forth between their homes.

She laughed a little as she reached the claim and the carosel was already moving around in the circle. Some man trying to follow his bag around the machine and just getting to it a few seconds short. She walked around in the opposite direction as the carosel rotated. She picked up her bags as she saw them, and proceeded to head outside and grab a cab. The first available one that she saw, she hailed and tossed her bags into the trunk with the help of the driver and told him she wanted to get to Hertz. As soon as she was inside she pulled out her laptop from its case and booted it up before peeking out of the window.

So before I left, I told my mother that I would start one of these online journal things that you yanks always rant about so she could keep up with me. Though I did forget to give them the name to look under, so this seems a tad bit pointless now. I do need to kill some time and this seems like the best idea. I will just do it and call her with the information later since I have to call her anyway.

That was the condition of coming here to look for my brother. Blast. This is procisely why I do not envolve myself with the business that their in. And now look at this! Look what has happened. We do not know where he is, if he is well, if he is hurt or ill. Dean could not come because he has to work, but me. "Please please," mum begged me. "Just go and see if he is alright." How could I possibly tell her no? You would not, and I defintely could not.

I guess, as soon as I get this car I will start at his house and work my way around. Need to get a job first, and possibly find our father for some help. I do not know too much about all this stuff, but I know enough to know that I am going to need daddy.

Alysia uploaded the update, putting the laptop away just in time to get out at the rental center