~Prolouge~
Lainey's POV
"What if we write all over the notebook for nothing?" Violet asks me, her green eyes staring at me with genuine concern. I ponder on the thought for a moment or so. She does have a point, but I tend to be fairly optimistic about things. Why should anything stop me now?
I sigh, ready to answer my bestfriend's question, "Then, we wrote all over it for no reason, Vi. I mean, that's that. But... Come on. Have some faith. They're going to read it. They have to."
"No, they don't. They're Five Seconds of Summer. They don't have to do anything but make music and perform on stage for millions of screaming girls just like us," she answers. Violet has a knack of doubting things. Not always wholeheartedly, just in a way that will cause her to interrogate you.
I pull my hair out of my face as I give her one of my signature "Are you serious?" looks. "Just start writing, and make it good. We need to grasp their attention," I explain. She nods her head, grabs a pen, and starts marking the paper with black ink. I've already written, and in my introduction I told them my name and all that great stuff. Told them what the purpose of the book was, how long I'd been a fan, and that I'd be awkward throughout the entire thing. I wonder if they'd even care or not.
About 30 minutes later, Violet set her pen down and shut the notebook. "I'm finished," she smiled. "What now?" she asked putting her brown curls into a ponytail.
"We keep writing, and we pray. This is going to work. Trust me."
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Sooner or Later
FanfictionIt started with an idea. Best friends Lainey and Violet would write all of their thoughts in a notebook and throw it on stage, in hopes of their idols reading it and discovering them. A follow from Twitter or a like of a picture on Instagram was all...
