Prologue

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I drove through the outskirts of Sydney, slowly reaching its center. Sitting next to me blond, every now and then he molested my radio in order to find the right for each other station. I turned her eyes, glancing at his older brother, who was beginning to annoy me with that.

- Will you stop?

- Focus on the road - said with a laugh. - Oh, it might be.

          I laughed under his breath, hearing the famous piece. Piece, who recently recorded together with the guys and that we released as a single. She's kinda hot accepted better than we expected. Anyway, the song was popular before they are made to it on the video. I snorted with laughter when Jack tried to outshout vocals Calum that reverberated from the speakers. To do so comical faces. At the moment I tore his eyes to look at the older Hemmings, which over time became more and more similar. A mother liked to remind us, though each of us firmly vowed that nothing like that asshole. Liz was accustomed to this type of texts, especially that in our house were the same guys plus it.

- The guy goes, like a jerk - said Jack, looking ahead. - Let us pass.

          I managed to break away from his eyes and move your eyes on the road when he happened several things at once, and I all did not know what it was at first. Black Mercedes, which drove almost zigzag, hit us with such force that rejected the auto road. We were almost dents in the growing roadside tree, dachując. Buzzed and darkened my eyes when my face quickly met with a steering wheel, and then the cushion, which jumped so suddenly, making me more confusion. I felt a warm liquid running down my cheek, and every scrap of flesh off a dull pain. Last ounce of strength I looked at Jack. His eyes mist to me, and I have not seen anything. I felt that I fall somewhere in the nothingness, absorbed by total darkness.

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