Laura's POV
This past week has been amazing. Just chilling, eating, and getting to know the guys. They're so overprotective. It's wonderful, for a change. But I think I've gained like 10 pounds since I got here.

Waking up this morning, and slipping into some of the wonderful new clothes the guys were generous enough to get me, I went into the lounge to see everyone else awake and Flyzik walking through the door.

"Good morning," I was greeted, "We've got to start rehearsing today. We have a show next week." Said Alex.

I was kind of stunned. I don't think I had actually thought about the fact that I was in a band now. So stupidly, I said, "Show?" and to my embarassment, they all laughed.

"We do play music sometimes, you know." Said Rian, flashing me his super-bright smile.

"Duh, sorry. Okay, I'm ready to work!"

*5 hours later*

I crash down at the table, exhausted. These guys aren't kidding around when they say it's time to practice. I mean there was a lot of goofing around, but geeze. At least I seemed to fit in well, working up piano parts with their songs that don't already have them.

"Well done, Laura. Most people wouldn't be able to make it through something like that. But we wanted to make sure you were up for this." Zack said, sitting down next to me.

I was startled, not expecting to see anyone.

"Uh, thanks Zack. It was hard, I'm not gonna lie. But you guys are the best."

Notes

So spacing good? Sorry for kind of a crap filler chapter, but I wanted to update and I'm trying to figure out where to take this story, and whether or not to wrap it up soon. Thoughts? I appreciate all of you so much!