Chap. 1

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(POV: Emma) The rush of the fans carried with me as I walked down the back stage hallway.I could almost explode with excitement and sadness. There was the thrill of another great show but a deafening sadness washed over me, As I exited out the back door. This was the last concert of our world tour, back to living in England with the others. I quickly slid the door of the bus open and stepped inside. Paul gave me an approving look and shut the door behind me. I filed down the isle way to my seat, and stared out the window. *BACK FLASH* It started when we were, well, I forgot... but it was the three of us, as best friends, we joined together to create a band. To this day we call ourselves The Union Jacks after our favorite world flag even though we are all American citizens. Anyways, I am Emma and I am the lead singer, I am the one that kind of keeps us all out of too much trouble We are all 19 by I am the oldest by a few months. Then there is Camille, she is a total athletic girl with a girly side, she has medium length blond brown hair and grey blue eyes. Finally there is Jennifer, she is a little more rugged and into jeans and worn hightops. She is loud, wild, and big on cuddles. She has medium length light brown hair. Camille and her act like five year olds most of the time. Sometimes they are just too much to handle. *END OF FLASHBACK* RING RING RING, I looked down and picked up my cell phone.

"Hello? Who is this?"

"Hello this is Jennifer"

"Wait, where are you?"

"Oh... I am just being chased by fans about a mile back, no biggie."

"NO BIGGIE! YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE!" 

"Hug?"

"ugh" *end call*

Five minutes later we were heading back to pick up Jenn. 

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