Abby
"Thank you, you've been wonderful." I took my bandmate's hands as we all bowed at our screaming fans, this was going to be the last show of the tour, not only it will our final show as a band.We wanted to give our amazing fans one last world tour before we take a break. "I just want to say from the bottom of our hearts, thank you so much for your support these last ten years, you're the greatest fans ever and now it's time for us to have a break! I love you all, thank you so much!" I cried as I listened to the screams of our fanbase, I turned to look at my band mates.
Meghan was about to say something, when the crowd started chanting "ten more years, ten more years, ten more years." I wiped more tears that were beginning to fall.
"We couldn't have done the ten years without you, but don't worry we will be back, and until then it's been an honour." My band mates and I took one final bow before Reece wished everyone a safe trip home.
We took one last bow and exited the stage the crowd was still screaming for us. I wanted to go back out there to give them one more song, not just for them but for me because I didn't want this to end. I never wanted this to be over, because I loved sharing my career with friends who I considered sisters, but I also too need a break, I needed a break for my mental health.
"I love you girls." I cried as we walked into our dressing rooms. "I love you girls so much." Meghan smiles as she wraps her arms around me, Reece wraps her hands around Meghan as we hug.
We all shredded a mountain of tears, we all were hurt by the breaking up of the band because of the love we all shared and the years we spent together.
We all pulled away from one another. "Promise we will stay friends and we will always be there for one another?" I questioned, holding my pinky finger out for a pinky promise. "Nothing will come between us?" I asked as the two girls who are like my sisters. "Pinky swear, to be there whenever you girls need me." I smile as tears fall down my cheeks.
"I promise." I smiled as we did a group hug. "Sleepover?" I cried as I looked at the girls, as we pulled away.
Reece and Meghan smiled they nodded. "My plane leaves at seven tomorrow." Reece smiled, we were in America. "What time do you leave?" I shook my head not wanting to answer her question because the hurt was near.
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I was meeting the girls at the hotel I went to the liquor store to get the wine for our Disney night sleepover. "Ahh, do you have Lambrusco the red one? I can only find the white one." I asked the young man behind the counter, holding the bottle in my hand.
The young walked around and kneeled down to where the wine bottles were. "Ahh I think we have one, but it's." He reach back and grabbed a bottle, I sighed in relief. "There you are." I smiled as we swapped the bottles of wine over.
I stepped up to the counter to pay for it. "Ahh." I leaned against the counter as I suddenly lost balance. I dropped my phone to cover my ears, there was this intense ring that somehow only I could hear. "Ahhh!" I shouted, as I bent down and picked up my phone leaving the wine and rushing outside.
As I rushed outside and what I felt wasn't normal. I felt as if my body was being pulled apart from the inside. The pain I felt was insane, everything was normal but I was in intense pain. "Oh, help me," I screamed in pain, as I lay on the path, watching people walk past me, and for a second I thought I saw the people become static like they were from an 80's film.
I kept my attention on them as I tried to sit up. I tried hard not to think of the pain, I kept my attention on the static people who walked past me. I had no idea what was happening, I was frightened and I didn't know what to do.
I managed to sit up and leaned against the door of the store. "What is going on?" I asked myself, looking at the clothes change on the people who walked in front of me. "holy shit." I paused as not only the clothes changed but their entire being changed, the entire person changed. They were once static and now they're normal people, holding hands with beanies, bright yellow jackets, and mini skirts with high socks and flats. "What the fuck?" I whispered as the people who stood in front of me changed, they were once two young teenagers, then they were static, and now they were a young couple hand-locked and wearing completely different clothing.
I looked around and I saw that they weren't the only people dressed like this. "What the hell?" I asked as I grabbed my phone or attempted to grab my phone. I leaned against the wall as I stood up. "I'm dreaming, this can't be happening right now," I questioned as what once looked like a carpark, was now a car park with cars that didn't fit the time of 2024.
I felt a tug on my jeans, I turned around and noticed not only had the people, the look and the surroundings changed, but I also changed, I wasn't wearing jeans, and a Mix top with the pictures of my girls and me on it. "What the fuck?" I asked, I looked down at my new outfit, not lying that I looked cute, I looked amazing. "Holy shit," I questioned, I looked at my hand and I saw that my phone and purse were replaced with a small bag, something that Chanel would charge a million dollars for, I opened it and my purse was in it, however, it wasn't my purse.
I opened the blue purse, finding my ID. "Abigail Dawson?" I asked, well at least that hadn't changed. I looked at my birthdate and it was wrong, I almost fell over when I saw the date. "OH MY GOD," I shout as I saw that I was born in 1940! "I'M NOT EIGHTY TWO?" I shouted, looking around and seeing people looking at me, something wasn't right, what was that I felt? Why am I Eighty two? Where's my phone? Where's my keys? where are my clothes? How on earth did everything like change?
I walked into the same liquor store and looked around and saw that this had also changed. "Who are you?" I asked as I saw an older man at the counter, pointing at him. "What's happened, you were younger, you weren't you." I looked at him, frightened, something wasn't right here and I wanted to go home. "What happened?" I asked frightened.
"Miss, I have no idea what you're talking about." He looked at me confused. "Can I call someone for you?" I nodded, good idea, this must be because of the drugs I did last night, right? that's the only logical reason behind this all. "Who can I phone for you?" He picks up an older phone, the same phone my nana had, a circled phone, what are they called again?
I walked over to him. "Call Reece White," I begged as I placed my bag on the counter. He looked at me confused, and I looked at him with the same look. "Don't you know who I am?" He shakes his head. "I'm Abigail Dawson, I was a member of Mix?" I asked, he was confused and shook his head. "You know, the girl group that sings about female empowerment?" I asked trying to get him to notice me. "You know, ladies all across the world listen up we're looking for recruits?" I asked he continued to shake his head, and I gave up taking the phone from him and making an attempt to use the phone.
"Ahh?" I asked as I heard it dial, as it did I tapped my nails on the counter in anticipation. "What the hell do you mean this number doesn't exist?" I asked, my nerves getting worse and worse with each second. I tried again and I heard it dial again for a split second before being told the same again. "Alright, I'll try Meghan," I asked again under my breath. However, the same thing happened, the number doesn't exist. "I think your phone is broken." I slammed the phone and handed it back to him as I did I noticed the calendar behind him.
I looked past him as he placed the phone to his ear. "Ahh, this woman in my store is having a tantrum." He speaks, I looked at the top where I saw the year. "Yes, she's no more than twenty, I believe." I saw what I believed to be impossible, something wasn't right here and I knew in my heart I wasn't in the 21st century.
"1960?" I whispered, I grabbed my bag stole a bottle of wine and ran out of the store. It makes sense, the cars, the clothes, the old man in the store, I was in 1960, but what is impossible was how on earth this is possible? How on earth did I get from 2024 to 1960 and how on earth do I get back?
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Salvatore {M.B}
RomanceTransported back to the vibrant 1960s, Abigail Dawson, a contemporary songstress, finds herself amidst a whirlwind of captivating melodies and revolutionary spirit. In a quest to return to her own time, she discovers that her voice holds the power t...