Prologue- My History
My name is Isabel Valia Silverstream Manhatten. This is how my life changed. When I was 19 some celebrity saw my video of me singing a song by Ke$ha. I think I was "discovered" by Simon Cowell. Anyways, I got this comment on my Twitter page from Simon and he wanted to know if I was Ke$ha. So that's how I became a famous "celebrity impressionist" singer.
Chapter 1
Isabel's POV
Currently I am on tour with Cobra Starship and David Guetta. I'm doing the opening, closing and halfway acts of a show at celebrity Carly Rae Jepson's birthday party. The party is tomorrow night and I landed in Los Angeles a few minutes ago. Coming straight from a tour in Brazil, I'm drop-dead exhausted. Uncle Simon (that's what he insisted I call him because all of my family was dead) has arranged for us to stay at this huge hotel. Then I'm going to move to a mansion as I'm going to be on break here in Los Angeles for about a year or so. I dump my bags in my room when we get to the hotel, flop down on the huge bed and fall into a deep, peaceful sleep.
Liam's POV
The airport in LA is jam packed. I mean, seriously? The lads and I are all so tired. Sitting next to Louis on the flight, almost the entire time I can hear parts of Fall Out Boy songs coming out of his headphones, and I am kinda bored. Once we land, we literally have to wade through crowds of fans. The bodyguards are a huge help, but there's only so much that they can do.
We aren't the only people being surrounded by fans. All these teenage girls are surrounding us, with a few guys. A better mix of guys and girls are crowding around another jet that had landed after ours. I notice that several bodyguards are over there surrounding a group of guys, and a girl. Through the crowd, I think I recognize David Guetta, but I can't be sure. Finally, we get our stuff and get to our limo. The other group gets outside about five seconds after us. The group consista of David Guetta, some band apparently called Cobra Starship and a gorgeous girl that I don't recognize. David shoots me a smile and I shoot one back. We get into our limo and Harry gives the driver our hotel information and we head off to our hotel. There are three penthouse suites, one for us and two others. We all grab our separate rooms and crash for the night.
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