Here's the 1st chapter of Tour Troubles! Enjoy!
Alex POV
"Alex! Alex!" The crowd cheered my name.
"Thank Y-huh?" Suddenly the crowd's cheering turned into a beeping sound….like and alarm. Oh no!
Suddenly the crowd disappeared but the beeping stayed. Then the stage I was standing on disappeared causing me to fall into a deep black hole. My eyes flew opened to see my roof. Another dream. I hit the off button and got out of bed. I got dressed and went down stairs to see my mom on the phone. She smiled at me then hung up.
"Honey gue-"Sorry mom I'm going to be late for work, tell me later ok?" I asked.
She smiled, "Ok have a fabulous day!"
She seemed happy today. Oh my bad, I should introduce myself. My name is Alex Russo, please don't ask me what my REAL name is….too girly! Anyway, my dream is to become a singer one day. I bet you're wondering, where do I work. Well….
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Alex POV
"One latte, coming right up!" I smiled at the customer.
Yeah, I work at a coffee place. Not so glamorous, but hey! It pays for the guitars, microphones, and speakers. I gave her the latte and walked to the back where my best friend, Hannah Stewart, was mopping the floors.
"Hey Han's." I smiled at her.
"Hey, ugh! I'm so sick of this job!" She yelled.
I walked over to her, "It pays….okay."
Hannah put down her mop and walked over to her backpack, she pulled out a magazine with Connect 3's picture on it. Hannah quickly opened it to the page with them and Mitchie Torres, one of my famous singers, on it.
"Did you hear about there summer tour?" She asked.
"Yeah," I said picking up the mop, "I want to go but the tickets are so-"Expensive. I know." Hannah interrupted with a sigh.
Another customer walked up to the counter. I sighed.
"I better get that."
"See you later," Hannah said grabbing her mop.
I walked out to the front and took his order.
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After Work
Alex POV
I entered the house to see my mom all smiles.
"Now can I tell you honey?" She asked.
I put my messenger bag down, "Sure, what is it?"
I sat down next to my mom.
"Well I was on the phone with Connect 3's manger, and you are there opening act along with Mitchie!" She smiled.
I screamed. No way! Connect 3? Tour? Act? AHHHH!
"AH!" I screamed hugging my mom.
"You leave tomorrow, get packing!" She smiled.
I ran upstairs and started to pack. This is AWESOME!
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The Next Day
Alex POV
I sat in the living room with all my bags I needed. The doorbell rang, my mom opened it to see….Mitchie Torres! I ran over to the door.
"Your-your-"Mitchie and you must be Alex, nice to meet you." She smiled.
I shook her hand, "It's AWESOME to meet you!"
She giggled. She was so down to earth, cool! I said goodbye to my mom and followed Mitchie outside.
"Where's the boy's?" I asked curious.
"They are already in the 1st stop. I'm going to be your escort." She smiled.
We walked to the corner to see the coolest tour bus ever! It was black and in red letters read: Play My Music Tour. My jaw dropped.
"Welcome to the girl's spot! This is the bus we'll be staying in, the boy's have there own." She smiled.
"Amazing!" I yelled.
We walked inside to see both walls aligned with windows and benches. Then there was two bunks. One for me and another for Mitchie.
"This is s cool!" I smiled at Mitchie.
Mitchie smiled, "You didn't even see the cool part."
She picked up a remote and hit a button making a flat screen T.V pop out from the wall. I dropped my suitcase.
"COOL!" I yelled.
Mitchie smiled, "Glad you think so."
We started to talk and then we both fell asleep.
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Alex POV
We walked off the bus to be greeted by paparazzi. We entered the hotel to see C3 there! Right there! I stopped and stared. Mitchie smiled and pulled me.
"C'mon you need to meet them." She smiled.
"M-meet?" I mumbled as we walked closer.
Here we go.
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