Luke's P. O. V
"We have to what?!" I say into the phone as I pace the small room.
Blake, Asher, Ezra, Wren and I have been sitting in the room for the past hour. And to cut it short were going crazy.
I run my hand through my longish beachy blonde hair, messing it up even more than normal.
We just finished out 3rd concert when things started to go wrong. Ezra was finishing up telling our fans goodbye. Then one older girls starts to push the other fans. People are pushed down, a few girls almost make it onto the stage, if not for Lee our bodyguard. We see people trying to make it up onto the stage. I turn to look at the guys and we all have similar looks on our faces. We've never done this before. Suddenly Callum, another bodyguard runs onstage and starts to move us away. Girls are still screaming. Hell, I can hear boys screaming too. We're ushered into a black SUV and driven to this tiny crapy room.
"Can you put the phone on speaker Luke" Austin says again. Sighing I put the phone on the tiny coffee table and hit speaker. The guys crowd around, staring at the phone. There faces are all serious, except mine which shows plain frustration.
"As you might or might not know, what happened at the concert was not... Normal..." Austin starts off.
"No shit Sherlock..." I just here Asher mumble. I crack a small smile.
"You have all heard of One Direction, yeah?" Austin asks us.
We each say our replies of yeses and uh huhs.
"Well this thing happened to them a bit a few years ago, so they had to be, hidden I guess you could call it till it settled down. So we want to try the same thing with you too..."
As Austin says this, the boys all relax a little. We wernt sure what would be happening.
"... The only thing is you have to move. To Melbourne."
We freeze. At the moment we were in New York. Sure we use to live in Australia, but none of our families lived in Melboure, so we had no idea what we would be doing.
"And to keep you undercover, I've enrolled you guys into the Melbourne Uni-" Austin didn't get to finish. Asher had hung up.
We just sit there for a minute. Whats going to happen now?
Aria's P. O. V
I wake up to my phone blaring Skinny Love by Birdy. An oldie but still good.
I roll over in my small bed and just about hit my head on the side table.
This dormitory was way to small, but all I could afford while at Uni.
I reach over and pick up my phone.
"Hello?" I answer sleepily.
I jump away from the phone (which is a stupid thing to do when your in a tiny bed) and land on the floor.
Grumbling, I stand back up and pick my phone back of the othe other side of my bed.
"Hello? Hello!?!?" The caller is saying. "Are you dead?!?"
"Lace?" I reply now more awake.
"Oh thank god! I thought you were dead! Hello!" Replies a happy Lacey. God this girl was crazy.
"Hey Lace. What's up?"
"The sky. Duh." she replies with a giggle.
"Ha ha ha. Wow your so funny" I reply sarcastically.
"Oh I know I know babe" she replies mischievously.
Laughing, I ask "So why have you called soooo early?"
"Well, it seems that a certain group of girls haven't caught up with each other for agggggges" she says with a giggle.
"Gahsbj" I reply, my answer muffled by the pillow I lay my head on.
"I'll take that as a yes then. Can you get Abagail up too?" she pleads.
"Ok ok " I give in. She is a cutie.
"Thanks beautiful!! Meet us at Graham park in 15, k?" she hangs up without letting me answer.
"Yeah sure see you soon" I say to no one.
Crawling back off my bed I take the 3 steps over to my cupboard. I told you the room was tiny. All it has is my tiny bed, a small shower/bathroom area, a little kitchenette thingo and my small cupboard.
But I love it.
I open my cupboard and pull out one of my favourite outfits, my skinny brown jeans, loose but flattering stripy top and pull my hair up into an average bun thing.
Slipping on a pair of thongs and scooping up my keys and phone, I walk out the door.
Walking down the hall, I knock on number 12. After a second it flys open and I'm in a death hug.
"He-llo A-Aby" I manage to get out. God this girl had a good grip.
She finally releases me and I get a chance to look at her outfit. She's wearing casual jeans, green hodie and a pair of blue VANS.
"Are you ready?" she asks.
"So Lace texted you?" I ask happily.
"Yepo! So let's go!" she replies cheerfully before grabbing my arm and dragging me out to my car, my yellow Voltswagon Beatle.
We hop in and speed of to-
"Can we get some food?"