Chapter 1

Name: Jamie

Age: 20

Hair colour: Dark brown

Eye colour: Light Gray

Interests: Alcohol, art, and tattoos.

Being part of the rock crowed had never been difficult for me, most people dream of spending time with musical people who spend most of their time touring, coming together to party once in a while. I personally just found my self in it, after I told my friend I knew Sean Smith, when she told me about how much she loves The Blackout. I was personally not as musical or creative as my friends, I could play the guitar (badly) and my singing was expectable. I think the main reason we clicked so well was because my outrageous personality matched many of their's. Often I would meet new people who were friends with my friends, then leave the club or bar to find 100s of screaming fans.

I woke up at 1 in the afternoon. It was a Friday so there was no rush, I was 20 and in university. Today's highlight was the usual Friday night drinking at my good friend Josh Franceschi's house.

By the time I got out of bed, took a shower, and got dressed it was 5 pm. I hadn't even started my makeup or did my hair. I was going to be late and texted Josh.

"Hey gonna be late sorry will be there around 6:30 instead of six, sorry :'( x"

I sent the message and as I was about to start applying eyeliner, my phone buzzed. Josh was very good at answering texts!

"Well that was totally not expected (note my sarcasm). I made our meeting six so I could make my You Me At Six joke, but you have to ruin everyone's party :P! x" I giggled at the text and quickly replied.

"Keep dreaming of the day I will be early cause that's a fantasy that will always stay in your mind! ;) Know let me get ready! x" I put my phone down and started to apply eyeliner.

I knocked on Josh's door half an hour late. I heard his footsteps and he opened the door.

"Hey Jamie! Finally your here you lazy asshole." He said pulling me in for a hug.

"I'm not lazy it's just that it takes me forever to walk here!" I replied rolling my eyes.

"Learn to drive? Take a taxi?" He said rolling his eyes twice as much as me then grinning.

"Oh yeah I wish, you know I'm not fucking minted, unlike you, and I have my degree to focus on right now anyway." I replied trying to act serious as Josh closed the door behind me.

"Oh yeah Jamie because a Law degree that your basically failing is totally going to help you." He chucked slightly as I grinned like an idiot and covered my face.

"Well, I do have to keep my mother happy somehow." I answered mimicking my mother's very posh British accent. As we walked into the main living room people started cheering. As I heard people shout things like 'Finally!' and 'Half an hour is not fashionable.' I spotted someone I hadn't seen before what amazed me was the number of tattoo's he had, all of his visible skin was covered except his face. He leaned against a table, and as Josh approached him they continent their conversation.

Later that night I was leaning against a wall, when I overheard a snip of the tattooed guy and Josh's conversation.

"So who's the fit bird Josh." The guy asked, and I saw him glance over at me from the corner of his eye.

"Oh, her. Her name is Jamie, I met her in a club somewhere in France, about 3 years ago, we are proper close know. And no I didn't sleep with here before you ask Oli." Josh said glancing over at me.

"Wow, she is fucking hot, I would give her a good poking for sure." Oli said licking his lips.

"Well, she is single, I could introduce you to her if you want..." Josh said trailing off slightly.

"Nah thanks." Oli said. "If I can make 500 teen girls wet at the same time by singing one song, trust me I can do this." Josh punched him slightly. Then whispered something in Oli's ear, to which he nodded.

At around 11 I was very drunk and though I had been drinking quite a lot in the last 2 years, I still had to alcohol tolerance of a 12 year old. I was sitting on the stairs leading out to the back garden smoking something that was definitely illegal when someone came and sat next to me.

"Hey." I heard Oli. I looked over and gave him my joint.

"Want some?" I asked and he took it taking a deep breath.

"Smoking, bad habit of mine but you know, I'm Oli by the way, I know your name it's cool so don't worry." He said taking another deep breath and blowing out the smoke.

"Yeah? Are you also in a band or is it just everyone else?" I asked taking the joint from his hand.

"No, I'm in a band too just came back from tour, will be like another 6 months or so till I'm gong again." He said looking up at the clear sky.

"Life is great for me, I am currently failing a law degree, so that's good isn't it." I chuckled and took a sip of my beer.

"So you single?" He suddenly asked looking at me.

"Yep." I replied popping the p at the end of the word. "Haven't been with anyone for over a year now, probably that's where my bad habits and slut look comes from."

"Really? Do you wanna get out of here?" He asked raising on of his eyebrows and putting his hand one thigh.

"Yeah what are you thinking?" I asked putting my hand on his.

"You know, you suck me off, I give you the best shag of your life, and then tomorrow we don't remember a thing. Probably just the usual Friday thing for you." He said casual. That's hurt a lot, Oli thought I was a massive slag who shagged a different guy every Friday. Suddenly I felt so angry.

"Oh the usual thing on a Friday for me? Who the fuck do you think you are coming in here, assuming I'm basically a whore! You're a massive prick Oli you know that? How ever famous you are, I have never met a bigger cunt then you!" I shoved his hand of my thigh and turned around.

"No, Jamie, please, I didn't-" I cut him off.

"Just cause most of the girls you meet will fuck you for one night, doesn't mean I will, and you know Oli, maybe you should stop being so shallow and want to give someone 'a good poking' before you even talked to them." I shouted, seeing him cringe as I quoted his words, then ran inside.