Prologue + Note

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Please! Read the important message after the text/expanded blurb below, thank you! Goodbye, =].

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Casually scanning the packed car park for a large tour-bus, Shaz tapped her converses on the tarmac, where was it?

It was a giant bus after all, how hard was it supposed to be to find?

A quick vibration buzzed from her back jean pocket, alerting her that her absence had indeed been missed. (but not really it was her job lol) Sliding out her iPhone with the old denim case, Shaz fiddled with the frayed edges as she entered her 'top secret' passcode;

Where are you? X - Tyla

In the carpark, where the hell is the bus? X - Shaz

Finally she might be getting somewhere, not even knowing why, she hadn't thought of texting anyone already on the bus.
This being one of the many blonde (even though she's a brunette) moments Shaz had.

the very north corner! hurry! - Tyla

im coming and thanks - Shaz

Jogging over to the (now) obvious tour-bus sitting parked in the north corner, just as Tyla had said, she was met by two tough-looking security guards both looking like Hulk mini's (which is still pretty huge) and from then on began a very frustrating argument including statements like;

'I work here let me in!'

And;

'I'm beginning to think I should've just met them in the arena.'

and the amusing-est. (most amusing)

'For the lord of chicken sticks and french fries i am not a fan! LET ME IN!'

Taking deep, steady breathes and trying to keep her very short temper, Shaz was beginning to re-think the opportunity.

''for the last time, I'M WITH THE BAND!'

And this time they listened. because Michael and Ashton (Mashton) just happened to walk past and see her predicament.

Thank the lord of chicken sticks and french fries, Little Shaz was about to blow her top.

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So I'm writing an averagely short story, (15 chapters?) with my (hopefully) improved writing.

In other words, I've started school and my brains working again.

Now i really REALLY hate when Authors write stories with their own name but this is the only story, promise, its just because i wanted a unique name and its only my first name, PS Shaz is only my nickname lolz.

This WILL be a 5 Seconds Of Summer story, but please! Bare in mind! I don't know a lot about the magnificent 5SOS, so, lets just pretend this is a cheery, cliché, non-smut, fiction story.

Where the band is a fictous (?) band, living a fictous (?!) life!! Hooray for story writing and fake people.

However i do own the plot, story line, chapters, fictional characters, the creativity and mind.
The cover was made with PicMonkey.com, the picture from Google, otherwise yes, i do own the cover as well. Anything rightfully mine in this story shall stay mine unless further Private Messages which must contain of what you are doing and why.

Id appreciate largely if you could keep your 'Self Promotion', to yourself, not in my comments box, it will be immediately reported if found.

But enough of that.
Thank you so much! I hope you enjoy!!

Shazzy ♪ xx

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