AN- This is my first story i'm not sure how long it will be. English is only a second language so sorry if there are some spelling and grammar mistakes. If anyone wants to do a cover, please pm me. Also, thank to The Writer Of The Fanfiction for being my beta!
A New Start
Chapter One—How it started
3rd Person's POV
Our story starts at a studio, Dream Studios to be exact. It was where a famous boy band was currently having a heated discussion.
James' POV
I was currently packing my stuff while my two friends, or should I say ex-friends?, were shouting at me. You see, we recently had a falling out. Logan Reede, the eldest of our group and a well-known playboy, William Drake and Philip Drake, the twins and the second and third eldest respectively, I was the fourth eldest and Charles Smyth, the baby of our group considering he was the youngest…We formed a band, or a idol group if you prefer, called Boy's Generation. It became popular due to our different music style. We all had different nationalities. Logan was Australian, the twins were Irish, William was American and I was British. The reason I called them ex-friends was because we had a falling out. We formed our group because of our love of music but now… they changed.
They stopped playing because they love music and started playing for fame and fortune. I ignored it at first but I can't handle it anymore… so I, James Black, the leader of Boy's Generation is quitting. Yeah, you read that right. That is what we are currently arguing about.
"James! You can't just walk out on us!" said Logan. "Yeah! You're our leader and center! You can't just leave" agreed Philip. "I can't? Said who? You?" I argued. "Don't do this to us James…" William said quietly.
"Watch me" I said while leaving. I turned around one last time to see William comforting the crying Charles, or Charlie as we affectionately called him, and the others looking at me pleadingly. I went out quickly before I change my mind and called a cab to take me to the airport.
After a while, I was sitting comfortably on the plane. I took out two photos from my wallet.
The first picture was me with a red-haired girl who was shyly looking away from the camera. My father had to stay in Japan for business so I decided to stay with him. While he was doing business there, I often played with his business partner's daughter, Maki-chan.
The second was a picture of me and three other girls. An orange-haired girl was smiling widely in front of the camera while pulling another girl with bluish-black hair in the picture and an 8 year-old me was smiling next to a brown haired girl. Honoka-chan, Umi-chan, and Kotori-chan. We went to school together and we were an inseparable group.
Japan is also where I met the other members of Boy's Generation. We all entered a contest where we became fast friends. We were all the champion in our respective age group. I was going back. Back to where it all began….