Bandmate ||Ricky Garcia||

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"Audrey wake up," I hear someone say in a singing voice right in my ear. Keeping my eyes close, a small groans escapes lips, as I'm turn sideways on the airplane seat.

"Audrey!" She says, this time louder making me jump opening my eyes to see her phone in my face. "Say hi." Keta leans in to me and places the camera so it's facing both of us showing the rainbow vomit filter.

"Hi, now let me sleep." I close my eyes again but Keta's voice won't let me rest. Ever since day one Bella recommend us to use our social media more, so we can make contact with the fans. That's what Keta was doing just now, on snapchat; I remember the yellow background and white ghost on her screen.

I use Twitter more then the rest and impressively my number of followers drastically increased since my audition video. I have like around 12k last time I checked, it's a big contrast to the 104 I had before.

I examine the others, as some are on there phone, and others asleep. Memories of last night kept on going to through my head; The way Ricky kissed those girls was the first thing I remembered. Also, how his eyes looked ashamed when I discovered him.

Right now he looks careless, as if nothing had happened, well maybe to him it was nothing.

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I had 12 hours to sleep, but I some how my body still felt extremely tired. My eyes are heavy, most likely with dark circles underneath, which are giving away my low energy.

My body is still numb from the long flight; thinking we have to do our first live concert in just a few hours makes me dizzy.

We're on a taxi heading back to the hotel, and hopefully I'll get more time to sleep. But my wish is broken when Bella said we had to get ready then go to the arena for rehearsal. Us girls groan as the guys just shrug it off. Then again their used to this fast pace schedule.

Taking a quick shower and had some decent breakfast, I waited for the rest to put their make up on. Yet again I felt the need to do something with the way I looked.

I've never been I big fan of makeup, so putting on mascara and lip gloss was the only thing I did in my face. My hair is naturally straight, so that part was easy.

"Margo where's my blow dryer!" Keta voices echoes from the bathroom. Margo closes the drawer and runs a hand thought her hair.

"I left it in your bed?" She shots back before going back to looking for clothes to wear.

"No it's not, " Keta pops her head out the bathroom and directs it to her bed. Where a hot pink blow dryer lay in top of her pillow. "Oh, oops." She went ahead and took it.

"Stupid." Margo whispered, but me being next to her I heard everything. Rolling my eyes I got up from my bed, and went ahead to tying shoe lace.

There's was a knock on the door making us all freeze. "I'll get it." I say jogging forward taking reach on the knob. Before I open, I take a look through the peek hole and see 3 guys play fighting with each other.

I open it and no soon as I did they stop and composed. "Hey, you're ready." Emery asked still laughing.

"I am, but the other two are still getting ready." I point to the room while opening the door to let them in. They went ahead in came inside, walking directly to our room.

"They do know that there are stylist over there?'' Jon says as he was the first to reach the door and opened it, but no sooner then he did a scream came from the inside. "Sorry!" Jon yelled back slamming the door shut.