Chapter 1

Liv's POV

I plug my guitar into the amp and start rocking out to my favorite song on 24/Seven. Of course, being me, I also sing it extremely loudly.

"RUN WILD AND NEVER LOOK BACK, NEVER LOOK BACK, THE NIGHT IS WAITING!"

Man, I'm psyched for this tour. I can't believe this is happening! I, Liv Morgan, am going on tour with my four best friends, Kendall, James, Carlos, and Logan. Not only that, but I get to play backup guitar for them. I even get to sing and rap! Solo tours are great and everything, but I always get really lonely. This tour's gonna be different.

"RUN WILD AND NEVER LOOK BACK, NEVER LOOK BACK, NO HESITATING"-

My phone rings abruptly. Whoever's calling me is interrupting my little jam session. I look at the screen to see who's about to get a piece of my mind for doing so. Kendall Knight. I sigh heavily. That boy never learns.

"Yo, this is Liv Morgan, guitarist, singer, and rapper. Business or pleasure?" I ask. I've decided to make a standard greeting for when I answer the phone. Pretty cool, right?

"How long are you going to keep up this greeting thing?" Kendall asks me. I can practically hear him rolling his eyes over the phone.

"Until it gets old," I answer, smiling.

"Well, that time is now, pal."

"Ah, shut up, Kendork."

"I've told you not to call me that," he whines. Baby. Is this guy 17 or 7?

"Blah, blah, blah," I say, grinning. I've known Kendall even longer than Katie, his little sister, has. I have a right to tease him. "So what's up?"

"I have awesome news!" he says, obviously excited. "It's about the tour!"

"Well, spill it! I still have to pack and rehearse some more," I reply, anxious.

"We're gonna have some groupies," he tells me.

"And, who might these groupies be?" I ask. Jeez, this guy can't just say something straight up. He has to give all these little clues.

"Katie, Camille, and Lucy are coming!"

"OMG, seriously?!" I shout. That's the best news I've heard in forever! Katie's almost more of a sister to me than she is to Kendall. We literally talk, text, video chat, and hang out every day. I mean, why wouldn't we? She's only two years younger than Kendall, and way more mature. As for Camille and Lucy, I've missed them so much. We haven't seen each other in person since I moved out of the Palm Woods six months ago. Camille's been busy with her new movie, Lucy's been working on new music, and I just got signed to Rocque Records. As happy as I am about our careers taking off, that doesn't leave much time for friends. This is going to be an amazing tour. One thing is darkening my mood, though. I hate to ask Kendall about it, but I need to know.

"Is… is Jo coming, too?" I ask nervously. Please say no, please say no, please say no…

"Yup!" Kendall says excitedly. "Isn't that great? Your four best friends, besides the guys and me, of course."

"Yeah, Ken," I say halfheartedly. "It's… great."

Jo Taylor, to put it bluntly, is awful. She's Kendall's brand new, perfect body, beach blonde girlfriend. She drives me insane. She hangs onto his arm like someone else is going to take him if she doesn't. Kendall is convinced that she and I are best friends, but she despises me as much as I hate her. She's certain that I'm a threat to her "perfect" relationship, just because I'm friends with the dude. She has more issues than the sky has stars.

"Look Kendall, I-I gotta go," I said hurriedly, "I, um… gotta pack and stuff."

"Alright, I'll… leave you to it, then," Kendall replied, obviously puzzled. "Don't forget, we leave at 7 AM tomorrow. The tour bus will pick you up from your house. See you then!"

"Awesome," I say, not exactly meaning it. "Bye, Ken."

"See ya."

I hang up, annoyed. Even the mention of Jo's name sets my blood boiling. The only good thing is that Katie, Camille and Lucy don't think so highly of her either, and neither do the other guys. I don't know why she has Kendall wrapped around her finger, but I do know one thing: she better not mess with me on this tour, or Little Miss Perfect is gonna get a heaping load of butt kick, courtesy of Liv Morgan.