Chapter 1

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It's been three months since I posted my first video and I'm just now getting used to all of the media attention. It's going to take a while to adjust. 

"Cameron!" My dad yelled up the stairs. 

Sighing, I got out of bed and trudged down the stairs, half asleep. Before I even made it to the bottom of the stairs my dad had swept me up in a hug.

"What was that all about?" I asked. 

"There's an email for you. From the manager of a band." He said, smile plastered on his face. 

Without a second glance I raced into the kitchen, grabbing the laptop. 

"Dear Miss Edwards, we found your music on social media and we would like to praise you on your exceptional talents. We would also like to invite you to join us on our tour. We think you would be an amazing support act and it would be our honour to have you there. Please email back soon to set up a meeting. 

Mark Walt.

New Hope Club Management."

"Dad, what on earth! They want me to support them on tour!" I squealed. 

"Of course they do sweetheart, they know talent when they hear it." He said. "Go on, email them back." 

My fingers settled on the keys as I thought about what to say. 

"Dear Mr. Walt, I would be honoured to support your band on tour. We can set up the meeting as soon as possible.

Cameron Edwards." 

Now we wait.

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