Shay's POV
School sucked and the quarterback of the football team tried to hit on Abby again. Whilst the rest of the team went for Holly, Bethany and me. All of us quickly regret them , the girls saying their other's were the only ones for them. Me well Calum wasn't mine and never would be, so I might be going to our gig with some basketball player.
"Alright, class your history test is this Monday, and the revision sheets are being handed out now" the teacher explained as we sat down in our last class before lunch. Groans were heard from around the class and I undoubtedly took part in it. How were we expected to be prepared and study in four days, especially since we have the big gig Saturday to Sunday. Agh, my hairs gonna fall out before Michaels does. We spent the rest of the class hardcore studying, well except for Bethany.
"broom, broom" Bethany shout whispered "look guys it's a plane" she said poking us with her pencil/plane. English was one of the few classes we all had together, it was fun, sometimes but a lot of the time we barely passed the class. Hahahah we always fucked around, but now was not the time (Bethany).
"Bethany stop and do your work" Holly demanded. Bethany ignored her and made a pouty face.
"shut up and do your work before we dis-invite Michael to the gig" I yell whispered, a serious expression crossing my face. I was rarely serious like this and Bethany knew it was time to shut up when I did. After that we worked in peace, only our stomachs making the occasional whale mating call.
"LLLLUUUNNCCHH!!" me and the girls scream, all of us running towards the cafeteria. Most of the time we would eat outside or under the stairs near the library. We don't like the cafeteria everybody is so annoying and always trying to talk or sit with us. It' not like we are snobs all "you can't sit with us" we just don't like being constantly harassed for tickets to our gigs and photos.
Although we don't have a record label we are pretty well known, around Sydney and even Queensland and Melbourne. Our parties and gigs/concerts are always sold out and we have the best fandom like ever. It's an equal mix of males and females which is rare because most music is suited to one gender. They have supported us the whole way, through thick and thin and we love them to bits.
"yo, you buy pizza for us to share and I'll buy us drinks" Abby said holding her shiny credit card up, Agh I want one. We pretty much always shared food and would organise who bought what so it was even. Picking out a pepperoni pizza I handed the lady the money, smiling and taking the change. I am so broke. Despite getting money from our concerts and gigs I still seem to end up completely broke in the end.
"stairs or tree?" Holly asked as she helped Bethany with her shit load of pointless books she took to class. That's our girl, always way to organised when she didn't need to be but when it came to handing in assessments, let's just say there was a lot of panicking.
"umm cave, it's to sunny outside" I replied, squinting my eyes at the thought of bright lights.
"freckle face" Holly whispered to Abby, causing her to giggle.
"what was that, you want to frickle-frackle Holly?!" I yelled looking around to make sure someone heard me.
"shut up! someone will hear!" she yelled back, Holly always hated us yelling embarrassing things out, especially "Wattpad!".
"YAY, TIME TO STUFF MY FACE WITH FOOD!" I yelled as we slid into our cave (literally).
After school we planned on going to Abby's to have our last big practice before 'Our big break' as we liked to call it.
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Little anxiety
Teen FictionFour girls each one of them completely different. Four dreams each one of them the same. Music is their life and always had been. Their band Little Anxiety kicks off and Hi-Hey records label notice but so does a certain boy band from Australia...