Prologue

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1970:

"Come on sis, you ready?" My brother, Brian, called

I pulled on my biker jacket before replying.

"Yeah" I called back

I grabbed my bag and left my room. As I entered the living room to grab my shoes I got attacked by kisses and long black curly hair on my neck.

"Brian, stop" I moaned wriggling away

I grabbed my shoes before walking towards the front door.

"Sis I'm just being a loving brother" Brian said

"I know Bri but it's annoying" i said as Brian grabbed his red special

We left the house and walked towards the local pub. It would be my first time seeing Brian's band smile and I couldn't decide if i was excited or nervous. It was only a five minute walk and when we arrived the pub was completely empty, apart from two guys setting up and one sat at the bar watching them. We walked over to the stage just as the guy at the bar walked over.

"Everyone this is my sister Hope" Brian said putting an arm around me

"I'm Roger, Roger Taylor" said a blonde guy with blue eyes, what surprised me most was his voice was high pitched

"Tim Staffel" said the guy who was plugging in a bass

We then turned to the other guy.

"I'm Farrokh Busara. But my friends call me Freddie" he said extending a hand

He had long black hair, deep brown eyes and an overbite. I gently shook his hand as Brian went over to set up. I followed Freddie over to the bar where he kindly bought me a drink.

"So how do you know the guys?" I asked

"I went to collage with Tim. I always come to their concerts" Freddie replied

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