"Megan Mckinley! You better have that room packed and finished by the end of this day." My step-mother called up the stairs.

"Yes mom." I called back. I looked around my halfpacked room and sighed before finally pulling myself off of my bed and picking some stuff up. I tore down all my posters, picked up some useless things and threw them all in the trash. I pursed my lips and placed my hands on my hips then walked over to my door and closed it.

"Now," I said to myself. I picked up my iPod and plugged it into the dock, and pressed play. I was shocked when I heard how loud it was. I laughed and started dancing around while picking some stuff up. I threw my clothes into a big box not even bothering to fold or do anything to them. I giggled and plopped back down on my bed and sang along to the music.

If I could fall into the sky, do you think time would pass me by?

Cause you know I'd walk a thousand miles..

If I could just see you tonight.

I giggled a bit then picked up my phone as I always do, just to see if I had any messages. And I didnt. It wasnt anything new. I heard a knock on my door.

"It's open!" I called out. Liz opened the door a few minutes later, looking a posh as ever. I rolled my eyes a bit then bit my lip.

"Hi Liz." I said quietly.

"Hi." She replied dryly. "Did you take my mascara again?"

"No."

She rolled her eyes then crossed her arms. "If you did, I swear Megan, I will kill you." She walked back out, slamming my door shut. I sighed quietly and looked down at my hands. I hated being in this family sometimes. I really did. My own twin hates me. Liz isn't bad all the time, just most of the time.. She started acting like this when Susan came into her life. My mother up and dissapeared and my dad's in jail, leaving me with my step mom and Liz. Not exactly a Cinderella story, but somewhat. My friend Chris likes to joke around and tell me I'll be famous one day. I smirked at the thought of actually being famous. It's everyone's dream but only few make it. I sighed then rubbed my face and frowned when the song changed to Bleed. I dont know why I was frowning. I'm utterly in love with this band. To be specific, the lead singer; Ryan. I sighed dreamily and smiled to myself feeling the butterflies in my stomach go nuts. I didnt even know him, so why do I act like this? It may be because of the fact he's the closest thing to happiness I have in my life. Him and my guitar, which is named Nash, who is the lead guitarist of the band.

"MEGAN!" I heard. I walked out of my room and looked over the railing to downstairs.

"Yes?" I asked quietly.

"Get down here." My stepmom growled. I swallowed walked downstairs and over to her. She looked at me with a vindictive look then smirked and held up my guitar... Which was broken into two seperate pieces. I swallowed and looked at her.

"What happened to my guitar?"

"It got into a little accident." She shrugged and handed it over to me. I looked at it and frowned. My guitar.. Broken.. My life is not shattered. I pursed my lips and looked at my stepmom.

"It doesnt just get into an accident!" I nearly half yelled. "You broke it!"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at me. "I broke it?" She repeated. She took a few steps towards me. Her green eyes narrowed and started shooting daggers at me.

"Well, it doesnt just break.." I murmered.

I was her blood boil in her eyes as she raised her hand up and slapped me straight across my face. I fetl a shock of pain go through my entire face as I hit the ground with a thud.

"Dont. Ever. Speak to me like that. Again. Got it?" She hissed. I felt hot tears streaming down my face. It just burned. It didnt hurt. It burned very badly. I swallowed and winced then looked up at her and nodded.

"Yes maam." I said bitterly. She walked off, leaving me on the floor with a burning desire to just go. I got up slowly and wiped my tears away. I walked slowly back up the stairs and into the bathroom. I sniffled as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. My cheek was red but it didnt look like it was going to bruise. I sighed in relief then ran my fingers through my hair. I walked back out and went into my room. I looked around the now fully packed room and laid on my bed. I pulled my laptop out and got onto Twitter. I had a bunch of followers due to Liz and I being on YouTube, but unfortunately that also means I have a lot of haters. I pursed my lips a bit and went into compose new tweet and started typing.

Such a long day today! I think tomorrow I'll follow some of you lovely people. xx (; but for now I'm going to get my headphones and listen to some @HotChelleRae. @RyanKFollese's voice is so relaxing. Night guys xx

Send. I instantly started getting tweets and replies back and started to read through them.

MeganAndLizLove: @OfficalMegann ILOVEYOUUU! Night! New cover! Never stop believing! I DONT KNOW WHAT IM SAYING ANYMORE! ....Night. :)

WeLoveMeganMace: @OfficialMegann @HotChelleRae @RyanKFollese my favorite singer falling asleep to my favorite band. This is a good night. #nightMegan

There were a bunch more, but I didnt get a chance to read them because before I knew it I was seeing the back of my eyelids.

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Ryan's POV

I looked around at the full bus of people and bursted out into laughter. Nash was trying to keep a straight face, Ian was biting his lower lip and creasing his eyebrows together while Jamie was.. Well... Being Jamie. We were playing GoFish. An easy game, right? Well.. Aparently not. Nash couldnt stop cheating and Ian was horribly confused.

"So.. Uhm.." Ian said, blinking. "Do we say Go Fish when we only have one card left.. or..?" I smacked my forehead and laughed.

"No! You say Go Fish when you dont have the card the person asks for." I replied. Ian nodded then tilted his head to the side.

"Ryan?" Nash asked, smirking. "Do you have a 8?"

I nodded then gave him my 8 card and smirked. "Cheater." I laughed.

"I am not! Jamerson? 3?" Nash smiled cutely at Jamie. Jamie handed him his card and chuckled. Nash then looked at Ian and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Got any.... 9's?"

"I QUIT!" Ian threw his cards all over then left the table and walked away. We all bursted out into laughter and put our cards down.

"Ian!" I laughed.

"No! Dont talk to me. I hate that game! It cheats!" He frowned.

"No, the cheater is Nash over here." I smiled. Nash laughed and nodded before raising his left hand.

"Guilty." He smiled evilly.

"GUYS!" Cameron yelled from the back.

"WHAT?" We all yelled back in unison. We waited a few minutes before he realized none of us we're going to go back there and walked out to us.

"Lazy." He joked.

"Whaaaatttt did you want from us?" I laughed.

"You guys are set to write AND record another album! They want more. They really like Tonight Tonight and want more music like that. So RCA has decided to let you guys write more and record!"

I blinked a few times before jumping up out of my seat.

"Are you serious?!" Ian yelled. My eyes went out of my skull and I can honestly say I have never felt so happy in my entire life.

"No." Cameron rolled his eyes. "I'm just telling you this to get your guys' hopes up then let them crash and burn to the ground." He crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows and looked at Ian.

"....well damn. There goes my excitement." Ian frowned.

"Oh my god, Ian! YOU'RE WRITING ANOTHER ALBUM. Well, all of you are. But still! This is good news!"

I smiled hugely and nodded then clapped my hands together and got onto twitter. I hti compose new tweet and started typing.

I GOTS NEWS- @HotChelleRae's second album is going underway! BE PUMPED.

Send.

Within seconds I got tons of mentions and replies back. I couldnt be happier right now. I smiled hugely and looked around at everyone else who had the same facial expression's as I did.

Now, just to find some more inspiration to find songs to write about..