Part 1

The bass and the screaming fans fill my ears. Cellphones glow throughout the stadium, mine among the sea of light. A stage in the center of all the chaos, where the music blares from. The excitement of being at my very first concert overwhelms me; to the point that my arms are shaking. The music is awesome... and loud-I can feel it inside of me. Music does that to me, that's why I love it so much. I may not be even close to the front- but I'm really just glad to be here.

The band I came here, tonight, to see is called R5; a family group with a friend-four boys and one girl. All of their names start with an R-hence the name R5. As the band starts into my favorite song, "Loud, I feel a presence behind me. I'm about to turn around, but am suddenly, rudely shoved aside.

"What a loser. Like SHE even belongs here-I mean... Back-row seats; must be another wanna-be!" The girl sneers at me, as her other rude friends walk away laughing in high-pitched voices.

I gulp, and check my outfit to see if anything is wrong. I'm wearing a knee-length, rainbow, swirling colored, spring dress with a jean jacket buttoned up and ballet flats. I see her and her friends glancing back at me, and I duck my head blushing. Even though I love this song-I decide to get out of the stuffy room for some air and a boost of confidence.

I look around for the bathroom; but the girl's restroom has a sign about being out of order or something, so I keep looking. Finally, I find another one, after 30 minutes. I step inside only to find that I am in a PRIVATE bathroom backstage... How on earth I got here, I have no clue. How do I know? Because Rydel, the female singer of the group, is inside staring at me.

I quickly shut the door and am about to run when I feel a hand on my shoulder. I slowly turn around to see Ross Lynch, the youngest of the Lynch family.

"Thank goodness you got here so soon. We were really worried you wouldn't make it before the next song!" he smiles.

"er..." words fail me, so I give up-hoping for an explanation.

"So, the old backup singer got sick-so you will be filling in for the grand finale. I'm really glad you made it." he explains.

I sigh in relief; I guess I wasn't in trouble for now... then the words sink in.

"BACKUP SINGER?" I ask, shocked.

"Uh, yeah. You must be new or something." Rocky Lynch says, walking up.

"Sure..." I reply.

Rydel comes out of the bathroom.

"Hi, I'm Rydel... I'm sure those two didn't introduce themselves. Welcome to the team." She smiles, and extends her hand-I take it and hesitantly shake it up and down.

"OH!" Ross's eyes go large, "I'm Ross."

"I'm Rocky."

"I'm Riker!" shouts Riker, looking up from the paper he is writing on.

"And that's our friend, Ratliff." Rydel say's, pointing to the last band member.

"Yo." he says.

I smile-trying to act confident and relaxed but inside I'm freaking out. What have I got myself into?

Author's note: This is my first time doing this... I'm not the greatest. None of this ever happened, and I own nothing... So lol-I hope you like it. And yeah, if this ever happened it would be really cool; but I doubt something that amazing would happen to me. Hope u enjoy! =)