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I"m the first to step out of the van with the black mask on. Harry bought them for us, because we were on the show last friday, and we were informed that there's fans camping outside the studio, hoping to see our faces.
I'm grateful for the mask, because I'm not even out the bus for ten seconds and I hear a few teenage girls screaming. "THEY'RE HERE! SOPH, WAKE UP, THEY'RE HERE."
Emely is helping Day out while the two girls run towards the bus. "Is Harry Styles in here?" One of them asks.
I shake my head. "Can't you just talk?" I shake my head again.
"You suck. You are too weak to even show your face." The second girl spats.
"We have reasons." Emely snaps back, purposely making her voice sound deeper than normal. She can pull off the teenage boy vibe with the vans, black skinny's and faded Queen shirt.
The girls scramble away, waiting for the next van, which can come within seconds, and that one does contain Harry Styles.
We're guided into the studio, towards a waiting room, where the Sons Sisters and Rosethorn are already sitting. I immeadiatly fall down on a chair and throw the mask to the ground. The other bands look at the mask.
"Why do you care so much about your privacy?" Blossom asks.
"Because, we were known as the crackheads. We are the crazy people and we always have been. It's just a fact. We don't want it to influence our career, because were past bands had their looks or self written songs, we have nothing expect our talent and mistery. We have to embrace that."
"You can show your face and still be a mistery. Plus, you do look good."
"We don't in the general public eye. We're considered crazy. Especially because we're all lgbtq in one way or another."
They look up, shocked, and the others of us do too. Alex is staring at me, I shrug. I'll explain later.
"Alright we're here. Liam is taken to make up right now and then he has to go to his chair immeadiatly. Me, Niall and Harry are here to support, Zayn is going to be around backstage. I want all singers to go with me, so that means Emely, Blossom, Sophie, Saphire and Summer, come with me. We're going to warm our voices." Louis leaves as soon as he came, the ones named following him.
"How are we feeling?" Niall looks around the room.
"Nervous." Day laughs lightly, voice shaking.
"You'll be fine. You completely got the melody and rock it. Before next time I want to teach you guitar, that'll be nerve-wracking."
The room falls silent, until Harry decides to turn on the television showing other acts. Cupids Work is currently performing, which means the Song Sisters are up next. And then It's our turn. I drum on the table, trying to stop the shaking in my hands. They have to be stable if I want to play decently.
Niall notices and shows me a movement which appearently stops shaking. I try and do it the rest of the act. Cupids Work gets some judgement and then they leave the stage. A few small changes are made and a keyboard is placed by the crew with black shirts and big white letters on the back. There'll probably be something with the presentator edited in.
The sisters enter the stage, each wearing a millennial pink outfit. They look pretty cute. Sophia takes her place and they start. It's some soft romantic song they play. Very typical, but at least they play good.
When the first chorus just ended, Louis opens the door. "Mike, Alex and Day. Come with me, we have to get ready." I nod and stand up, following Days example. We follow Louis into the hallway, trough a few rooms to the final room before the stage. Emely's already sitting there, a guitar on her lap. She's strumming it a few times, mumbling the lyrics of ODD.
