-Prologue-

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This is my first book so don't start criticising.
Hope you enjoy.

Above is Zach [exactly what I wanted] more later.

Proceed.

I stared intently; my eyes fixed on the small radio in our sitting room.

It was 6.53p.m. A Saturday.

I listened to Ryan Seacrest's voice as my favorite programme, AT40 was playing.

"That was Selena Gomez, moving up one spot to 27. Now, here is a recently recent track by an up and coming artist..."

Now I heard that and thought 'Could that really be me?'

"He said that this was first released on SoundCloud a few months ago and that, for his first song, he was astonished by the amount of listens it got.

The instrumental for my song began to play in the background.

"Anyways, more on that later. Here's an AT40 breakout Zach Monroe - F*ck Love. Now."

I heard his voice fade away and mine begin to play. I increased my volume.

That was when it hit me,
It was my song, my vocals, my production that was playing there.

Nah, this is a dream. I pinched myself.

A dream. I pinched hard enough until it entered.

It was real.

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"I remember that day clearly," I tell the Genius interviewer.

"Mmmh"

"I screamed at the top of my lungs that day. To say that I was happy was a massive understatement.

"I called my family at that moment to turn on the radio and put the programme on play."

I pause to take a sip of water while simultaneously adjusting my headphones.

The event was..., well so far, so good.

I am currently on a 24hr podcast hosted by Genius ahead of the VMAs (by MTV).

We are two hours into the event.

"Going back to that special day," she asks me.

"Yeah"

"Describe that day in one, maybe two words."

I pause and think about it for a second.

"Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy."

"Mmmh, well you just heard it from Zach Monroe, international best-selling artist, here today. We'll go on a short break and we'll be right back. Don't go anywhere."

She, then, proceeds to flick off a bunch of switching.

The luminescent sign above us that reads 'AIR' in capitals fades out.

We went off-air.

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Finally, The prologue is out.

I will be posting soon but this will be the last A\N you'll see.

Also hope to make the chapters longer and more...... eventful.

Aight peace.

Also, the picture above is Zach, perfectly envisioned. He's an actual artiste called Tony22 and I drew inspiration from him too when writing this book.

Anyways, aight Peace.

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