Chapter Five

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Here's a semi-long one for you. I hope you like it :)

I've been back home for a week. I keep skyping with the boys during our practices so I wouldn't get rusty and they'd keep their asses in line. Randomly, I got a text from Luke saying I needed to get on skype right away, so I do. It's pretty late here, so I know it was in the middle of the day for them.

"Why aren't you guys in school?" I ask.

"WE HAVE HUGE NEWS" Ashton giggle-yells. If you've never heard Ashton giggle-yell, there's really no way to explain it.

"Well what's up?"

"We....." Luke began.

"WERE OFFERED AN OPENING SPOT AT THE HOT CHELLE RAE TOUR!!"

"Michael, come on, I was going to tell her!" Luke yells.

I hear a lot of muffled grunts and my internet connection really sucks at home, so I had no idea what was going on. "Guys, what the hell??"

Ashton and Calum pull the laptop so the webcam is only facing them. "Oh just the usual, Luke and Mikey wrestling like idiots" Ashton says very casually.

I just laugh and shake my head, "Wait, so what? Was Michael serious?"

"YES!" Calum and Ashton yell together.

The muffled grunting finally stops and a messy looking Luke and Michael pull the webcam so all four of them are in frame. I can't believe it. I missed these four idiots so much and now we will be back together and touring. My heart is so full.

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Luckily, with the help of Hot Chelle Rae's management team, getting me a work visa for touring around Australia is very easy. I was on a flight exactly one week later, back to Australia.

My parents don't really understand what the hell was going on, but they are supportive enough, since they know how I had busted my ass to graduate early and save them a boat load of money.

Touring with the guys is very interesting. We stay on a bus that Luke christened, "Gus Bus" because as musicians, we are very creative. Liz came with us, because Luke is now the only band member under the age of 18.

It is interesting be on tour with four, semi-gross guys, and still trying to look good for the performances and interviews we're doing. I'm always jealous of the boys being able to throw on some ripped skinny jeans and a shirt with an absurd amount of holes, and go. I require a bit more maintenance than that. I take it into stride though, the boys keep growing taller and broader and, (dare I say it?), hotter. I had to keep up with them somehow.

During photoshoots, I always take the longest to be ready. Not by choice, but because everyone is always curling or straightening my somewhat unruly blonde hair and finding the appropriate level of punk rock grunge for my clothes.

We take a lot of photos. They rarely let me stand next to the boys because I was so much shorter. The boys are all at least six foot and I'm 5'5". A perfectly respectable height, if I do say so myself, but the photographers are always banging on about how I ruined the symmetry of the shot, even in heels. As a result, I always end up on someone's back. I guess they feel like that's a cool way to do it, but I feel awkward. I always try to get on Ash's shoulders because he's the only one who doesn't pretend to drop me. Mikey accidentally did once and then laid on top of me until I accepted his apology.

But once again, I take it into stride. I know that they aren't sure exactly what to do with us. Before Hot Chelle Rae reached out, we had a few local Sydney bands ask us to open for them but every time the management said they'd have to drop me to maintain a certain image. I was always so upset hearing that, but I was always calmed down by the way the guys would react. Ash would try to make a joke of it, like, "Oh yeah, let's decrease our sound quality so you can have the right image, because that's what musics all about, right?" Michael would end up using profanities that would inevitably get us kicked out. Calum and Luke would just quietly steam until we got out of the office and then go punch something or do other manly stuff until they could be normal humans again.

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