Chapter 1

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Welcome!
An overview of some characters in this book;
Lacie (lay-see) Winters aka Lai (lie)
Alayna (a-lay-na) Helms aka Ayna (aye-na)
Jamie Porter (jay-me)
Calum Hood (obviously)
Ashton Irwin (obviously)
Luke Hemmings (obviously)
Michael Clifford (obviously)

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I have never been nervous for a show before. Never! So why am I nervous now? It's just a show! We're in Denver tonight. I like it here, in Colorado.

"20 minutes until the show tonight, boys." Ashton says with a wide grin.

"Yeah, we're about to hit 100 shows on this tour." Luke states proudly.
Sounds Live Feels Live is our world tour, and I think it's been pretty awesome so far.

I run my hand through my dark hair, letting out a sigh.

Michael enters the room and his green eyes meet mine. "Hey mate, you alright? You look...nervous."

"Of course. I- just I don't know." I shake my head.

"You aren't nervous for a show, are you? We've been doing this for years. Or are you thinking about how it would be to have a normal-" Ashton begins.

"No! Never. I just, have a bad feeling, or a good feeling, I don't know." I cut him off.

"Well, Michael be careful, don't fall off and don't get to close to the fire." Ash says with a wink.

"Shut up!" Michael flips him off.
He then turns to me. "You sure you're alright cal?"

Michael and I have always been extremely close. Now, I'm close with all of the boys, they're my brothers, but Michael and I.. we just are the closest I guess. I nod, smiling at him.

"Well then, let's play a show, shall we?" He smiles at me.
Michaels hot. No homo, but he's hot. Blonde messy hair, muscular..yeah..
Along with the other boys. That's why we're loved.

I especially love the fans who don't just care about how hot we are, blah blah, but the ones who care for the music, too.

Now don't get me wrong, I love ALL fans equally, I'm just saying. Music is a HUGE part in my life and I love it with a passion. So, I've always wanted to make people happy, to save people, through my music. And that's why I love playing shows. Sometimes I feel left out, you know, who needs the bassist? But I'm in love with it.

Hence why I'm still here.

"Yeah, lets go." I grab a hat and put it on.

"Snapback tonight?"

"Probably not. No hats stay on, ever." I say amusedly.

"You're right, brother." Michael replies.

I hear the screams instantly. The rush of adrenaline pumps into my ears, and I jump up and down.

"Lets go play a damn good show tonight, boys." Ash says, running out to the stage. The screams get louder as he arrives and climbs up to his drum set.

Michael runs out and to his mic with his guitar, greeting the audience.

"Heeeellooo Denver!"
Screaming.

"How are you tonight?" Luke appears in the center of the stage.

I take a deep breath before running onto the stage. The screams get louder, if possible.

"The bands all here." Ash says, drumming a small riff.

"Beautiful city you have here Denver." I say honestly.

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