Guitar Brat

Guitar Brat

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Liz sighed before staring at the floor, whispering almost only to herself, “I don’t know where the start.” “Easy, the beginning.” He stated calmly waiting for her to finally tell the truth about the reasons for all that had happened. She sat down on the opposite side of the bed, and took a deep breath in before starting, “Well I guess you can say I was born a brat, an military brat…” Liz was just trying to have a fun concert with her friends until she got the call to be on stage and play. All the sudden she ends up going on tour with the jerks of One Direction. Being the only girl she stays to prove herself to them and her family.
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