Chapter 1: grey bloody mornings.

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Amy's pov:
I open the curtains, Typical. Grey fucking gloomy London is all I see. This is my last day here before moving to LA, so i can pursue my career with my band The careless which contains of James(bassist),Sam(lead guitarist),Dave(drummer) and me (main singer and  guitarist).
Me and the band have been going on for a while now. We formed it when we were 16 but we're on and off about it. We didn't take it seriously till we were 18 and were able to play at pubs. That's also how we got scouted by Colin, the Arctic monkeys manager.
Before the day came I planned to go for a little tour in London to reminisce over the past memories. I really bloody love it here but you don't get these opportunities easily so I can't decline for my sake and the band's.
I go through the edgy punk streets of Camden Town and just sigh....
I was a bit scared and hoped the band would succeed in America.
I am pretty confident of our music and we actually do have a mini fan base in England but it's not big and we want people to hear our music. We hope that America enjoys our music even if it isn't very Americanised and I think the British sound will be liked by the Americans.
Anyways I then walk through Soho which is full of fucking tourists. I sit in this indie cafe and wait for the waitress to come.

She comes at me quite moodily and asks me " what's your order" as I am about to answer she interrupts me and says "can you bloody make it quick love" I answer back with a " a fucking ice tea love"

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She comes at me quite moodily and asks me " what's your order" as I am about to answer she interrupts me and says "can you bloody make it quick love" I answer back with a " a fucking ice tea love". She just glares at me and goes. I got a bit pissed but I wasn't going to let a 17 year old twat ruin my day. Another waitress passed me my order. I sit there while sipping my ice tea. In the background fluorescent adolescent by the arctic monkeys was being played. I genuinely liked their music but never was into them properly. I just never binged on them but I did know Alex had quite the reputation of being a dickhead. God I can't be bothered to deal with a dick.
I had called for a waitress to bring the bill. As I'm lost in thought, that bratty teen throws the check on the table, I stare and stand up,get the cash out and throw it on her face infront of everyone. All the attention is on us as she starts shouting her lungs out. I get near the door and hit her with a laidback and calm "ciao darling" and leave. As I get back home from that hectic morning I lay on the couch and stare at the ceiling. All of a sudden James,Sam and Dave make me jump and scream with their boos. Bloody bastards tryna scare me. They jump on the couches and drink their beers while taking the piss of what happened.
"Got ya Amy, looks like ur not as fearless as you seem scaredy-cat." Sam says.
"Oh shut up Sam we all know your as scared of the dark as I am" I hit back.
"Pppppffffttttt.seems like you need to shut up or I'll chase you around hoe" Sam says.
"Try me" I say back.
Sam chases me around the kitchen. James and sam team up, so me and Dave do the same. We all end up laying on the floor knackered.
All of sudden Dave say he needs to leave. We question it and he responds with " I forgot to pack my underwear".
James teases Dave and shouts "DAVE HAS GOT A SMELLY PENIS EVERYBODYYY".
Dave tries to control the smile on his face but he slaps his forehead instead.
Once everything is settled we head to bed and we all know what's coming. A new journey.

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