Southern Pride

Chapter 1

Bria Faith pov~

 Waking up from a terrifying nightmare is not how I planned my morning but I guess things don't always go as planned. You see I went to Nashville about 2 years ago to be a photographer or a music video director and I did that for about six months. One day I was working on some cuts for a client and had my music up loud when the manager for the client stopped by and heard me singing along. Now that manager is my manager and a really good friend of mine. Her name is Kerri. My name is Bria Faith. I'm a country music artist. I have the voice of an angel or at least that's what my momma says and you know what they say momma's are always right. Anyway, I needed to get up anyway I still have to pack for the tour. I have to meet up with the bus at 12 pm and it is 5 in the morning. I am still surprised that the guys asked for me to join them. It was Georgia Raised tour. Even though I was born and raised in Georgia they could have asked anyone but they asked me.it was going to be me, Luke Bryan, Brantley Gilbert, Jason Aldean, Travis Tritt, Kane Brown, Alen Jackson, Kip Moore, and Cole Swindell.

I get out of bed and go take a long hot shower before heading outside for a smoke. First, I went and packed all my old holey jeans, boots half of my shirts and half of my tank tops, and some underwear and bras. I know it sounds like a lot but if I'm being honest I don't own much.  that took about 2 hours cause I kept getting distracted. go hook up my box trailer to my F-150 King Ranch 2020. I load up two of my Harleys. and a side by side. I run back inside and pack dry foods for the bus. I also pack all the liquor in my home bar. by the time I was done it was 10:45 again seeing squirrels multiple times as I worked. I locked everything up and ran to the truck jumping in and speeding to Atlanta. A year ago I moved back to my hometown of Dalton, Georgia.  I had to meet the busses at 12 Kerri was going to be pissed if I'm late. Atlanta is a good hour and sixteen minutes away without traffic. 

-time skip an hour later-

I have been in traffic for 15 minutes and I'm like 30 minutes away I'm already getting calls back to back about how I need to get there soon or I'm gonna be late. after about 45 minutes I'm finally there and I see everyone already there and could already hear Kerri raising hell and I couldn't even see her yet. I jump out of the truck in my old ripped-up tank top, sandals, and cut-off jeans with my hair in a bun. my cup of coffee in my hand as I walk up to the band "hey guys. How ya been?" I ask "Good little bit. how bout you?" James my bass player responds "ahh I've been better but how mad is Kerri?" " she is PISSED that you are late and id hate to be you when she finds you."Cole laughed out "but lucky for us she will let you have it cause she is done with everything for the day since the first show isn't till tomorrow night here" I run to my bus and slips some hazelnut whiskey into my Georgia cup that still had coffee in it and stirred it up really well. I slip out as soon as I'm done just in time for Kerri to round the corner. "Kerri i know I'm late but I have brought you your favorite kind of coffee" as I'm giving her the piece offering my crew starts laughing their asses off as Kerri chugs it. they knew what was in the cup and knew right then that this years prank war was going to be the cherry.