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VIOLET'S POV

After my horrific dream I fell back asleep last night somehow becasue I freaked myself out. I woke up around 8 and got dressed in one of my old pairs of jeans and t-shirts. I ate a cereal bar and made sure I had all of the money I made the other day. I grabbed my guitar and bag and I headed out of my small apartment. I am in the outskirts of London so I have to walk a bit to reach the core.

I scan the area and I find an empty bench. I used the same, old, broken container and set it out infront of me. People looked at me and immediatley were interested. "Hi, I am Violet and I will be singing a couple of songs for you."

I sat on the bench add I smiled at the few people here. Hopefully I was playing a song they knew in London. I was strumming the chords to The Only Excpetion by Paramore. I personally love this song because 1. it has meaning 2. it describes life situations. As more people gathered round, I felt more confident and smiled at everyone.

I played a few more songs by some artisits like Blink-182, The 1975, and One Direction. I was having a lot of fun. I never thought that preforming could be my way out of this messed up world. Seeing everyone else elated makes my life a little bit easier. I searched around for an available clock to see the time. It was already one o'clock. Now that I think about it, I am starving.

I go into a cute, little store and buy a pack of Ramen noodles. I practically live off of this stuff now. It's cheap and I can't seem to find anything more convenient, besides a coke and a bag of Doritos. I pay for my stuff and leave. On my way back to my apartmeant I noticed a little thrift shop. Of course, I go in. What? I can't live off two pairs of jeans and two shirts for the rest of my life.

I go find some black jeans and put them in my hand. Then I go to the shirts section and find some old t-shirts. This will do for now. Oh and like a fedora or something becuase the container is breaking too much. It's all beaten up and if I put a penny in it, the bottom snaps. I pay the cashier and finally find myself in my apartment again. I microwave my noodles and sit on the couch. I turn on the box, I call a TV and I watch some news.

I was about to switch it off, when something caught my eye. It was me on the screen! There I was in Central Park on the bench singing Amnesia. The video played of me and I sound really good. "We have no way to contact you, but if you're watching Violet, please contact us," the anchor said.

I was so amazed, that they wanted me. The girl who can barely afford anything, let alone keep sane. I wrote the number on hand, in Sharpie. Well, aren't you smart, Violet? Have fun getting that off later!

I ran down the stairs instead of taking the elevator. I bolted onto the sidewalk and found the nearest phone. I obviously wasn't smart enough to bring mine. Well, I only packed what survived in the collision. I find a telephone booth and stepped inside. I inserted the change into the slot and I dialed the number I wrote on my hand.

"Hi," a man said, clearly bored.

"Hello, this is Violet," I replied.

"Oh yes! Violet, can you come by the studios tomorrow to be interviewed? We would love to have you!" he said finally perking up a little bit.

"I can come, but I don't have a way to get there and I don't have any formal clothes," I told him.

"Ok, we'll take care of that! And we will send a limo to come pick you up," he explained.

"Thank you," I said.

"No thank you, love!" He exclaimed.

I took a deep breath and I couldn't believe this isn't a dream. People are actually interested in my prefoming. I will never be able to thank anyone enough for this opportunity. Maybe my life will change for the better this time. I reached my apartment and I opened the door, headed straight to my bedroom. I flopped onto my bed and sighed. I closed my eyes and pulled the covers over my body.

LUKE'S POV

The boys and I sat at a circular table in a random conference room.

"Boys, we're going to London!"

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A/N

So here's another chapter! Somehow I got over 400 reads! This is incredible! I hope your're really enjoying the story!

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