The Tour (One Direction FanFic)

Chapter 1

Jacey's POV

We had been on a plane for 5 hours. On our way to Dallas where The Voice auditions would take place. Just my mom, dad, and I.  I kept telling myself to calm down, but nothing would work. This time tomorrow I would know wether or not I had a chance at becoming a singer.  I reached in my Pink duffle bag and pulled out my iPod. I stuck the headphones in my ears and put it on shuffle. The first song to come on was Kiss You by One Direction.  I silently hummed to the tune of the song until I found myself drifting off to sleep. I took my headphones out and decided to take a nap for the remaining 3 hour flight. I eventually fell asleep anticipating tomorrows audition.

3 hours later 

I woke up to someone tapping on my shoulder.

"Hey Mom."

"Hey sleepyhead! Ready for the audition?"

I looked around and noticed I was already in my hotel room. I guess my dad carried me up.

"Mom, what time is it?"

"It's 2:30 p.m."

"WHAT?! Mom the audition is at 3:00!! Why did you wake me up so late?!"

I jumped out of bed heading straight for the shower. I took a quick 5 minute shower, then hurried to get dressed.  I wore a cute white dress that came about to my knees, then put a brown belt around my stomach and paired the dress with brown cowgirl boots. I blow dried my hair and left it straight adding some mascara and light eye liner.

After I was finished my mom, dad, and I jumped in the car and started heading towards the venue the auditions would be held at.

When we arrived there was a huge line of people all waiting to audition. Security escorted my parents to a room backstage so they could watch the auditions on a television and wait for me to finish.  I stepped in line behind a girl who looked about my age, and decided to introduce myself.

"Hi I'm Jacey!"

The girl turned around and then looked me up and down as if sizing me up. Before extending her hand and giving me a small smile.

"Macey."

"So Macey, Where are you from?"

"London."

Well that explains her accent.

"Cool! I've always wanted to go to London!"

She nodded and turned around not bothering to continue our conversation.

"Well someone's anti-social," I mumbled not loud enough for her to hear.

I looked up in line to see, what looks like, almost 500 people standing in front of me. I mentally groaned preparing myself for the long wait ahead of me.

Rylee's POV

I was finally here-the place where my future would be decided.  After leaving the Marine Corps, to follow my dream to become a singer, I decided to audition for The Voice. I felt like the only way I would be satisfied is if one of those four coaches told me I had talent.  

I hastily climbed out of my Jeep Wrangler unhooking my iPod, which was playing Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana.  I jogged to the end of the massive line of people who wished to audition, bumping into a few people, and gaining a few glares in the process. Once at the end, I took out my phone and texted my best friend, Cooper.

To: Coop

Hey! Just made it to the arena! Wish me luck! Love you!(: