Author's note: Hey! So, this is my first ever fanfiction, and it's, well, exciting but also kind of nerve-wracking. I mean, it's not that I care what people think about it, it's just the first time people are going to be reading my work. But enough emotional chit-chat. On with the story! Oh, and I don't own anything except my own original characters. If you think I do, well then you are an oddity. And no, I don't mean idiot. I mean oddity.

Chapter One

Emily and Daniela walked toward the long, steep escalators leading down to the underground train of the Atlanta Hartsfield-Jackson International Airport, which would take them to their final destination. Well, not really. It would take them to the terminal, where they would find their gate and board the plane to Sydney, Australia.

As the train whooshed into the station, both girls felt flutters of anxiety. They had known these boys a long time, and had grown to like them. Really like them. So flying across the world to a new city with them for a music competition was exciting and, even Emily admitted, a little bit frightening. But it was time to go, so neither could linger on their thoughts for very long. As they gripped their bags and grabbed onto support poles, a conversation started.

"What terminal are we headed to?" asked Daniela, a tall, slender girl with long, straight brown hair and light brown eyes. Her skin still held a lingering summer tan, and freckles were sprinkled heavily across her nose. Her Columbian heritage showed itself plainly; many boys on the tram had broken away from their families to stare at her.

"T. That's where all the international flights take off," replied Emily. A tad shorter than her friend, she had a small hourglass figure with a tiny waist. Her short, thick, wavy black hair framed her face, which still had a bit of a tan, though not as much as Daniela. Her cheeks were always rosy, and her full lips were a dark scarlet. Her hazel eyes had a sharpness and observance, but at the same time had a soft, kind light in them. Her Scottish ancestors seemed to look out at the world through those eyes.

"I'm so anxious. But a good kind of anxious, you know? Like the night before a big event, the kind you get at concerts. Aren't you?" Daniela rushed. Emily nodded agreement. Daniela always talked about a mile a minute when she was nervous. Emily, who was usually a bit more reserved with her emotions in the first place, got more withdrawn. It was her way of showing nerves.

"I can't wait to see everyone again. Especially…" Emily's voice trailed off. Her cheeks got slightly ruddier.

"Roger," said Daniela in a teasing voice. Both girls grinned; the tension had been broken.

"Don't tell me you're not excited to see Ralph. All hail Ralph, god of hotness and, um, what else do you like about him?"

"Oh, shut up."

"No, I don't think I will thanks."

Just then, a cool female voice announced that they were approaching the T terminal. Each girl picked up her bag and stepped out onto the platform. As they rode up the lengthy escalator, they chatted some more.

"This is a huge concert; Lord of the Rings, conducted by Howard shore himself!" Emily said, and smiled.

"I know; it's amazing. Especially for you, because as far as I know, you love Lord of the Rings, almost as much as Disney and music. So have you been to Sydney yet?"

"No, it's one of the few major cities of the world I haven't seen. But after this trip, I just need to go to Antarctica, and then I'll have been to all seven continents."

"Cool."

"Yeah."

The girls had reached the top of the escalator. Catching sight of the choir boys sitting at the gate, they took deep, calming breaths and walked towards them.

Author's Note: So, did you like it? I'll post a chapter a day, I don't know how many there'll be. Please review; compliments and criticism are appreciated. Well, that's all, I think I'll go eat some Cheetos…. wait, what? I don't even like Cheetos. See ya! Well, not really, that's more of a metaphor…