A few weeks had passed and it became time to pack up and move along to England. They all met at June's apartment to grab a cab to the airport together.
"Aaaah!! I can't decide!" She yelled as Megan, the last person to arrive walked through the front door.
"What are you screaming 'bout?" Karen asked.
"My dad bought me a new bass for my birthday, and I can't decide whether to bring that one or Reila."
"Oh, don't mess with a good thing, grab Reila, we have to go." Ali said.
"But Henry'll get lonely. That's it I'm grabbing both." June decided.
Karen walked in from the kitchen, saying as she walked, "Dude there's Champagne in your fridge, can we drink this before we go." With out waiting for an answer she grabbed four glasses.
After it was opened and poured a toast was made. "To us!" Megan said.
"To us!" we all repeated.
"Oh, frick, come on we're gonna be late!" Ali yelled, grabbing their arms. We just made their plane, arriving in England in the morning. They shared a suite with two rooms and two beds in each.
"Oh thank god! I haven't slept in over twenty four hours!" Karen exclaimed crashing down on her bed.
"Tell me about it." Ali agreed.
"Can't function." Megan complained.
"Ugh…" was June's only reply. They ended up all sleeping on Karen's bed that night, pretty much because it was the one they crashed into on the way to their own beds, and slept the day away. The next day would be final rehearsal before the battle of the bands and they all needed the rest. Besides, they had a surprise wakening the next day.
Ali, being the first one up, was waiting for the others and surfing the net, when she suddenly let out a, "AAAAHHHH!! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!!"
"Ok, you better be dying out there to wake me up." Megan yelled running out of their bedroom.
"I know you're my sister, but I'd totally kill you right now if I though it would save me some sleep." Karen was equally as angry. Once they were all there Ali explained.
"You'll never guess what I found out! I was trying to find more about this competition we're in, and you'll never guess who the judges are! The MCFLY BOYS!!"
They all let out all let out an excited scream that would be remembered for years to come by the other sleeping guests. Grabbing at Ali's open laptop they were even more excited to find out the prize of the competition: one year as McFly's support band, including staying with them in their mansion. That night they all went to bed (in the correct places) uneasy, but also looking forward to what everyone expected to be one of the best days of their lives.
The next day, everyone else was up before Ali, so they glomped her when they found she was still sleeping.
"What the frikkin fuck is wrong with you dumb asses??"
"GLOMP," Karen yelled, and they jumped on her again.
"Yesterday you almost broke my laptop in half, and now you tackle me. I'm already not having fun," Ali grumbled.
"Deal with it in therapy, darling," Megan, June, and Karen said in unison. They had gotten very good at that since they started the band.
McFly had booked the Globe Theatre for the show. They would be sitting in the upper balcony, looking straight down at the bands.
"Should we take the Underground, or a cab?" June asked.
"Definitely a cab," Ali said. "The last time I took the Underground, some creepy dude was following me."
"The Underground it is," said Megan. Ali made a face, and Megan smiled.
"So who knows the London Underground by heart?" Karen asked. No one replied. "That what I thought," she said. "We'll take a cab, but we have to pool our pounds."
"I brought my credit card; it'll be fine," said Megan.
"Let's find an ATM," suggested June.
They went to the nearest Tesco and got 300 pounds. And while they were at it, they bought a pack of Mars Bars and some chips.
"We'll need these for the journey," Karen said.
The cab driver was very nice. He asked where they were going, and how long they were staying in London. He knew exactly where the Globe was and they had a very nice conversation about Shakespeare.
"I told you London cabbies were incredibly polite," Ali said.
"Yeah, whatever, that's 1 thing you were right about out of 3 trillion you were wrong about," said the others.
"That's it, I quit," Ali said. But they knew she was joking because she was laughing.
They stared up at the theatre in awe.
"Just imagine. Shakespeare performed some of his most famous plays in this very building. He was probably standing right here," said Ali.
"OH MY FUCKING GOD THERE'S MCFLY!!" Karen shouted.
It was true. The boys of McFly were climbing out of their limousine at that very moment.
"And there's that," Ali said.
"Forget the Renaissance. Live in the present," June said to Ali.
They weren't shocked by the vast amount of bands that were competing. They signed in with a very snotty woman, and went to tune up. Ali had her lucky drumsticks, Karen had her lucky guitar, June had chosen Reila, and Megan had her guitar. They were ready.
Ali surveyed the competition. She started to critique them: "Dumb asses, emo wannabes, Paramore wannabes, McFly wannabes, rappers, country singers, Spice Girls wannabes. I think we have a chance, guys."
"You're being judgmental," lectured Megan.
"Am I wrong?"
"No," said Megan.
"All right, guys. Time to get ready," said June.
