Chapter 1

Victories POV

And in the morning everything was different. It had been a wild night. My manager Alice wasn't very happy about it. Let me tell you more about me. My name is Victorie Walker and I am from Sheffield. I was founded by a recording company at a school talent show when I was 16 and I have 2 albums out. 4 hit singles and have been on 2 tours. But my achievement took a turn for the worst when I started creating my bad girl image. I was out partying and drinking as soon as I turned 18. Now I am 20 years old and you probably couldn't find anything in the book that I haven't done. It also helps that I am extremely hot, with my long brown silky straight hair, deep green eyes, and my luscious lips. The only thing is that I don't like is my nose. But I really don't want to go through all the plastic surgery bullshit. I have long legs and a nice bum, big boobs and a flat tummy. You could say I'm what every girl wants to be.

But I'm afraid my crazy party girl ways have come to an end because Alice has had enough. It's over. I'm doomed. I open my eyes to see the light coming from the open curtain. I pull my pillow over my head and try to go back to sleep. But then the freaking phone rings. I don't even have to look to know its Alice. I look at the clock. 6:30 it reads. WHAT THE HELL. I pick up the phone

"Hello "I say groggily

"Victorie Veronica Nicolette Walker what is the meaning of this. I see you on the front page of every magazine, doing scandalous things. What is this Vic? Explain it to me please" she yells through the phone and I practically go deaf. Can you sue your own manager for health issues?

"Look Alice, you know me, I like to party, I go wild when I'm drunk and I like to have fun. This can't be worse than all the other things that have been on the front page of many magazines. So why worry?" I said lazily.

"OH no little missy…This is much, much worse than everything else. I'm going to give you one last chance Vic. I'm going to fix this. I'm going to fix it one last time. And if you screw this one up, it's over. Everything will be gone after this Victorie. Everything. So please for the love of everything that you hold worthy, don't screw this up." She pleaded

"Thank you Alice. I appreciate this so much. I'm really going to try. I promise." I say trying to reassure her. I know it doesn't work.

"Just don't screw it up Vic. Don't" she says then the line goes dead

"UUUUGHHHHHH….." I yell at the top of my lungs. I'm already up so might as well get ready for whatever this day has in store.

I go over to my closet, pick a pair of shredded jeans, a black and pink tee and my blue converses. Why must everything be so hard? I know I bring this upon myself. Sometimes I just wish I wasn't like this. But then again, this way is much more fun.

I grab my bag, my keys and my phone and slam the door behind me. Hungry as hell I am. The closest restaurant is a 20 minute drive and there is no food in the house so might as well drive there. I pick up my phone and check the time. 7:42. Genn should be up, so I call her.

"Yo, you want to go grab something to eat?" I ask knowing she's already up and ready. Genn is my best friend. Complete opposite of me, I bring her everywhere with me to keep me grounded. Hasn't worked so far. Apparently I don't listen to her.

"Sure. Pick me up love" she says sweetly. Genn is always sweet. I don't see why she's even my friend. Might have to do with the fact that we've been friends since birth or else she would've ditched me a long time ago.

"I'll be there in 10 minutes" I hang up.

I pull up to Genns driveway with my 2010 beetle. I honk and 2 minutes later Genna appears at the door. Genn has curly blonde hair and big brown eyes. She's dressed in jeans uggs and a button up shirt.

"Hey, how bad was it last night?" I ask scared.

"Well between the table and lap dances and the throwing up in a guy's shoes. I'd say it was pretty bad. Oh and there was that time you yelled at me and told me to, and I quote, back the fuck off and leave you alone." She says a sad look in her eyes

"I'm sorry" I say.

"Yea, so am I. I'm worried about you Vic. You're out of control. How is Alice going to handle it? I mean you come back for a week home and it's the worst week of your life" she mumbles.

"I talked to her already. She's on it. She's going to fix it. And she says it's the last time. I can lose everything Genn, and I don't want to. I really don't. I'm going to change. That I can promise you" I reassure her.

"I hope so" she says.

We arrive at the restaurant and eat in silence

An hour later, I'm driving home. I dropped Genna home because she had a date with her boyfriend. And my phone rings. Alice.

"Hello love. I did it. I fixed it. Don't you love me?" she says

"Sure, but how?" I ask

"You my dear are going on a tour with Britain's hottest new boy band. Yes, darling. You're going on tour with One Direction. So flip that hair, dust those clothes and practice that voice because you'll need it. I will pick you up tomorrow at 10 and we're going to London to meet them" Then the line goes dead before I could even answer.

So I guess I'm going on tour with one direction then. I had heard of these guys. X factor finalists. Third place. Girls drooling over them. Hot. Yeah, I don't mind going on tour with them.