{emma pov}

I still can't believe it happened. I had thought our relationship was real, but it turns out that it was all a big fat lie. It was a whole year. We had been together for a year, and I should have figured it out sooner, but now it is all just like a slap in the face.

Dylan was my boyfriend, but I should've known it was too good to be true. He was never right for me anyways, but what he said to me is what makes me feel so rotten inside.

Because of this breakup, though, I have been very depressed, and spent a lot of time crying and hearing those last words he said over and over again in my head. "You aren't good enough. You never were."

This whole thing has been super hard for me, but I let out all of my emotions doing the one thing I love most: singing.

"Emma! You're going to be late!" I hear my mom yell from downstairs in the kitchen.

"I'm coming, mom!" I yell back, as I grab my purse from the back of my door, and walk downstairs.

I'm wearing a white tank top with a cream coloured sweater covering my shoulders. I also have on my dark grey leggings, and to top off the look, some long necklaces and several bracelets. As for shoes, I wear my black Vans.

I also have on my usual makeup, I apply thin black eye liner, then curl my eyelashes, and apply mascara.

I am now in the kitchen, and my mom, grabbing her purse, says, "You ready, sweet pea?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." I smile.

"Let's go then!" We walk out the front door and into her black Toyota.

"Don't worry, they'll love you." my mom smiles, sensing my nervousness as we arrive at our destination. She rubs my shoulder as I take a deep breath and open the big glass doors of the building.

We sit down on one of the couches in the front lobby of the building as we wait for the receptionist to call me up.

"Emma Hall?" the receptionist asks a few minutes later.

"That's me." I say, raising my hand as I stand up. I give my mom a hug.

"Knock 'em dead." she smiles and hugs me before letting me go. I want to cry I'm so nervous.

I walk up to the receptionists desk, hands trembling.

"Emma, you will be seeing Katherine Neilson, so just go straight down that hall, her office is the 2nd door on your right. Good luck!" She says with a smile.

"Thank you." I smile back.

I can't control the butterflies in my stomach. What if I'm really not good enough, just like Dylan said?

Taking another deep, nervous breath, I knock on the door that says 'Katherine Nielson'. I hear a polite 'Come in', and I open the door. Here goes nothing. I whisper quietly, so no one can hear but me.

"Hi, you must be Emma Hall." a woman who looks to be in her mid thirties says. She has silky brown hair that goes down to her shoulders. She is wearing a business-type outfit, a skirt and a blouse.

"Yes I am." I smile, shaking her hand.

"It's nice to meet you, I'm Katherine Nielson." she says politely, putting out her hand for me to shake, and I gladly shake it.

"It's very nice to meet you, Mrs. Neilson." I smile.

"Oh, please, darling. Call me Kate." She smiles politely. "So I called you here because I have an opportunity for you."

"An opportunity?"

She smiles, giving me a slight nod. "Not too long ago, I came across one of your covers on YouTube. I couldn't help but admire your beautiful voice and your wonderful guitar-playing skills."

"Thank you, It means a lot." I feel a faint blush creep onto my cheeks.

"So, Here comes the opportunity. How would you like to go on tour?" She asks with the most certainty.

"You're kidding. On tour?"

"Nope. Definitely not a joke. You and Fifth Harmony would be the two opening acts for Shawn Mendes' world tour." She says excitedly. "That is, if you accept."

My jaw has dropped. "Wow, um, of course! I'd love to!" I squeal.

"Have you heard of them?" she asks.

"I haven't heard of Fifth Harmony, i don't think, but I have heard a couple of Shawn Mendes' songs. He's really good."

"Well, Fifth Harmony is a girl band. They have recently become popular. They have had a couple of hit singles, including Worth It, and Sledgehammer. Do those songs ring a bell to you at all?"

"No, sorry." I say, embarrassed.

"No problem! I'm sure you'll love their music." She smiles. "So this tour will begin in one week. Will you be ready?"

"I sure will." I smile widely.

"Great. We just have a few documents for you and your parents to sign. We will get your mom to come in right now."

She makes a call, I'm assuming to the front desk. Moments later, my mom walks in the room. Kate tells her everything, and she seems to be just as ecstatic as me.

We thank Kate very much, then walk out the door of her office, then out of the building.

"Mom, I'm going on tour." I smile widely,realizing what has just happened to me.

"Yes, sweet pea, you're going on tour." She says with a proud smile, and I embrace her in a big hug.

a/n
 
hey! so I decided to write a new story! I hope you like it!

this is a short chapter, just to get things started, so that you guys get an idea about what it's about. the coming chapters will be longer, I promise.

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