Unexpected

Hiya guys (if anyone is even reading this) this is my very first fanfic so i'll take any feedback on board! I hope you enjoy! Just read this chapter i promise i gets better in the next one, its way longer but this is important to lead on:-)

-Background-

Hello! I'm Victoria (but vic for short) i hate my name, my parents named me after a Kinks song though so that makes me half able to stand it because i adore The Kinks! Anyway i'm coming towards the end of my first year of university and so far i have loved it however i'm not to sure if psychology is a route i want to go down. I decided try and form a band and didn't have much luck, until i walked unto my accommodation where i was staying and heard someone playing the guitar and singing 'You've really got a hold on me' by Smokey Robinson and i thought it was destiny that i go see who was playing one of my favourite songs, that's how i met Sam! A guitarist and singer in the band. Sam found the other two guys in our band Rich, who plays the bass, and Dave, whos on drums. I also sing and play guitar but Sam, Rich and i all share vocals.

*Vic's P.O.V*

I was sat on my bed gently picking the strings on my guitar when suddenly Sam burst into my room

"VIC! VIC GUESS WHAT!" he shouted his eyes gleaming

"God, do you ever knock!?" i replied, a bit annoyed at his lack of courtesy

"VIC! SHUT UP AND LISTEN! WE GOT THE GIG!" he blurted, his smile bigger than my hopes

"NO WAY! AT THE WORKS?!" i asked even though i knew the answer, you see The Works is a really cool bar where amazing bands play and you always know you'll get good music when you go!

He gave me a look of 'obviously you dipshit' i squealed, stood up and jumped onto him spinning around with excitement.

"Have you told Rich and Dave?"

" No not yet, i just got the call now and ran straight here, god we need to rehearse" Sam said getting all panicky

"I'll call them now and tell them to come over" i told him reassuringly

When Rich and Dave came round and we told them the news, this was big, no huge. Like i said The Works is known for good music so we need to live upto the expectation. We were all so nervous and spent the entire night trying to come up with new material but with the pressure it was difficult. We each had written material alone, as in before the band but they were 'first trys' songs we all wrote when we were young teenagers just discovering music.

I woke up layed on Rich's legs and my neck must have been crooked all night because it was throbbing. Rich's hair was flopped backward and he looked like a twat, normally his hair is messy and slightly over his face covering the top of his brown eyes, he had half a sleeve of tattoos down his right arm and tended to wear vests and well whatever he felt on his bottom-half. Dave was curled up on the couch, his hair tended to be in a spiky messy quiff alot of the time ( not a 1D like one though) and had a lip ring and curled up in his band shirts and jeans. Sam was on the bed, he had a slight beard and had 2 full sleeves he tended to wear a mixture on everything really, We only had 2 more days until the show so it meant late nights and red bull.

When everyone woke up we decided that we would go to our lectures for the next 2 days and the day of the show we would miss them and rehearse because we had so go for a sound check at 4 anyway.

~Authors Note~

I'm sorry if this seems boring but i'm building up to seeing Busted and Mcfly don't worry probably in the next chapter. This is set when i think it was busted's second arena tour with mcfly supporting so that kind of time. Let me know if i'm doing any annoying habits and stuff so yeah!:D