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A/N I don't approve of timelines. In other words, I screw them in almost all my stories. So it's in this time, 2016, but it's 2014 for the boys' looks and ages, as well as their albums and success. Okay, ON WITH THE STORY!

"There you'll stand, ten feet tall! I will say, I knew it all along." Becca sang softly, strumming her guitar, then wrote the notes on the journal in front of her. She had written several songs, the first three being crap that she threw away, then she wrote Sweeter Than Fiction, The Moment I Knew, Hey Stephen, The Way I Loved You, Never Grow Up, and Girl At Home. In the band, she was mainly the one to write songs, using mainly her own personal experiences, but also writing about her sisters and friends' experiences. 

She'd been sitting on the bed in her room for about six hours, the house silent except for her playing because her family was gone on a trip for the rest of the week. After finishing Sweeter Than Fiction, Becca went downstairs, carrying her guitar and journal with the pen inside it, setting both on the couch before going into the kitchen and putting several corn dogs into the oven, setting the timer and returning to her guitar. She picked up her pick, twirling it under and over her fingers, then started strumming the strings to a faster tune. 

"I'm walkin' fast through the traffic lights, busy streets and busy lives..." She sang, and immediately wrote it down. She finished the song within two more hours, and rested her guitar against the wall, weaving her pick in between the strings, and got out her corn dogs, turning on the TV. She turned it to the Disney Channel, hoping that there would be re-runs of old Disney shows. They were luckily replaying Hannah Montana, Wizards of Waverly Place and Sonny With A Chance for the next three hours or so. She changed into a black skirt and white graphic shirt, then settled down, but hadn't watched more than two episodes before there was a knock on the door.

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After Becca left, Harry went back into the house and saw Gemma sitting on the couch, legs and arms crossed as Anne scolded her for yelling at Becca. 

"Becca is a very sweet girl and she's been very kind to us!" Harry sat down on the couch, as far away from Gemma as he could, and waited for things to quiet down. Then he stood up, picking up the dvd case she'd left on the stand. 

"Harry, what's that?" Gemma asked. Harry didn't reply. Anne sighed and asked,

"Harry, what is it?" He replied,

"Becca left it. She said to watch it. So we're going to. All of us." He glared at Gemma when he said this, and she bowed her head, ashamed. Harry put the dvd in, and they watched it.

It turned out to be a movie of the girls' first tour, as well as two more discs inside the container about their second, third, fourth and fifth tours. And their name was DayDream.

Of all the girls, four other girls being the band that played the keyboard, guitars and drums on stage, Becca and Katy were definitely the craziest and the most outgoing; Becca normally leading herself and Katy into ridiculous expeditions to make people laugh, like dubsmashing funny songs, and while Becca was the oldest, you forgot she was a lot because she was so childish and funny.  But there was one part that made everyone in the room fall completely silent and thoughtful: on the third tour but a similar event recurring in the fourth and fifth tour.

Becca was found by Katy and the camera man curled up on the couch alone in the dressing room, crying. Katy sat down next to Becca and rubbed her back, asking,

"What's wrong, Becca?" Becca sniffed then whispered,

"The fans hate me." Katy looked at the camera man then asked,

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