The Girl Group

04

So I made this collage for you all just so can have a visual on the girls and their physical appearances. So on the first row, from left to right, is Brielle and Maddie. Then on the bottom row, again- left to right, we have Kyle and Tess. Yeah so these are the girls or Four Memories. And without further adu: chapter four.
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Kyle's POV

*6 months later; 17 days to tour*

Mass chaos.

That's what the last six months have been, mass chaos. I don't even remember half of it, but from what I do remember it was non-stop work.

Promos, meet and greets, photo shoots, signings, interviews, and a shit load of meetings. I never knew that there could be so many meetings for a tour. When I was younger I used to think that this kind of life required no kind of work or effort, but damn was I wrong.

My eyes burned and I was so sleep deprived that last week I actually fell asleep on a bowl of cereal like in the TV shows. I do not think I have done more work in my life, and I went to high school.

Trust me, high school is a lot of work.

Hopefully all of the sleep and me-time I've been missing out on was worth it. We've had to go to many meetings
with our entire team including our stylists (hair and makeup), our choreographer, our trainers and our costume designer. Also in the mix were a few of our managers. The longest one lasted for like four hours. We actually needed to take notes. This meeting however was just with our hair stylist and our choreographer.

There was a run down of what this tour would be like, and of course being me, I fell asleep half way through.

"Oh hell naw, honey!" Our choreographer, Romero, screamed. "If I can't have my morning coffee because I am here then you can't have your beauty sleep."

I groaned, picking my head off of the table."You suck."

"Hey, I'm just being fair sweetie! You know I'm all about them politics." He said clapping his hands together.

"Whatever." I deadpanned, my voice raspy due to my little nap. I leaned my head against the palm of my right hand while Romero continued on with whatever he was saying before.

"Right ladies! So, as I mentioned, this tour... Wait for it! Wait for it! You're going to have dancers! Ahhhhh! Exciting right? Yeah, you're excited. You know it." He announced, squealing at at the end and shimmying.

I took a glance around at all of the girls faces and they looked about as dead as I probably did.

"So, the dancers are going to be guys. Practically obvious, and because you ladies are partially known for your age... Wait! This is really cool, at least I think! Wait! They are going to be you're age! Holy shit, right? We pulled them out of a school of dance in England."

Romero seemed really excited about the dancers thing. I have to admit, it was cool. We were finally going to have other people our age to talk to. Hallelujah.

"Cool." Someone replied, I was too tired to figure out who.

"Cool? Cool? That is fantastic! These boys are really good. They can do any type of dance, I tell you! Do you know how hard it was to find four, teenage dance prodigies?! Honestly you girls do not appreciate me!" He whined, crossing his arms over his chest.

I took a water bottle from the center of the table and twisting the cap to get it open.

"So," I sighed taking a sip of my water, "How badly do you need that morning coffee now?"