Chapter 1

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AMANDA’S P.O.V

“Be hurry ladies, we’re about to leaving in one millisecond!”

“Oh my Goodness, this manager is one of the kinds, seriously.”  I rolled my eyes and bowed my face once again even deeper texting some people.

“I HEARD THAT!”  Don’t ask; our manager screamed a lot.

“SO DO I!”

Yeah, I know my life’s suck.  People kept telling me how awesome the life of fame was and I should thankful for this kind of life.  But seriously, when it came to a day like this, you wish you were just another girl in the crowd.

“What time is the flight, for God’s sake?”  Chloe snapped me back from my daydreaming; even though I got none.

“I thought it was like 7 pm or something, you better ask George.  Hah.”

“Holy…  It is 2 pm and it’s snowing outside, so what’s his best reason again to tell us for why we should leaving this fast?”  She sighed here and there.  “I was thinking the same exact thing, for whatever you have in your mind.”  And by that, I joined her sighs.

“I pray for sunshine even for some minutes there.”  Emily joined us packing her stuff.

After like 30 minutes of packing, we were straightly driving to Heathrow Airport.  There was bunch of fans waiting for us at the main entrance, so we made a stop and did signing for couple of merchandise they brought.  For a second I thought they were right; fame wasn’t all suck.  It just I didn’t like if George, our dear manager, made us in some hurry motions for some unexcused reason, like today.

“That’s for your good, sweeties.  That would be much better rather than lost the flight.” 

“We love you too, G.”  That’s all we got and we headed to Starbucks inside the airport.  Taught me how to kill some 5 hours you got before flight.

-Skipped the flight-

Oh, have I mentioned before that we’re leaving for Florida? It’s like another 24 hours in a plane and you finally arrived.  It’s worth it by the way, remembering the great view we got here.  I personally thanked George for being the best manager ever.  Not all of girl bands there in UK could make a huge move to go to The States.  So we better made this journey incredible; we’ve been this far anyhow.

“So this is your condo, to four of you.  Enjoy the free day we have here before some serious meeting tomorrow morning.  Meet you all again at 10 am!  Bye!”  We gave George kissed before he left us.

“Guys, this is amazing!”  Samantha screamed over the windows.  She’s right, this condo was excellent.  Again, George has prepared everything; the recording room, mini studio, a room full of mirror where the rehearsals would be held, of course amazing bedrooms, two bathrooms, everything you could imagine.

“I think there’s no reason for us to not kill those shows, right?”  I hugged each of them.  “Oh yeah I agree!”  Emily replied me and we got some cheers here and there to celebrate the first day of our US invasion.

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