Chapter 1

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 *Flashback*

  Katrina's Pov.

"Dad please let me audition for the Xfactor." I begged my dad.

   "I already told you no." he snapped.

   "Dad you have always told me to follow my dreams, but when I try, you won't let me!" I yell.  

   "Fine go audition, just don't expect me to support you through it!" He yelled.  I walk up to my room and screamed. Why can't he just be happy for once in his life. I get in the shower, blow dry and curl my hair. I am wearing white skinny jeans with a jean jacket and pink tank top. 

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 "Hey there, what is your name?" Simon asked.

"Katrina Malik."

"How old are you?"

 "17 years old."

"Ok, what will you be singing for us today?" Demi asked.

"Royals by Lorde." 

"When ever your ready." She smiled.

 "I've never seen a diamond in the flesh

I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies

And I'm not proud of my address,

In a torn-up town, no postcode envy

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom

Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,

We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.

But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.

Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.

We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals (royals).

It don't run in our blood,

That kind of luxe just ain't for us.

We crave a different kind of buzz.

Let me be your ruler (ruler),

You can call me queen Bee

And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.

Let me live that fantasy.

My friends and I—we've cracked the code.

We count our dollars on the train to the party.

And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this,

We didn't come from money.

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom.

Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,

We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.

But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.

Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash

We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair

And we'll never be royals (royals).

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