"SOPHIA RILEY GEORGE WAKE UP!!!" Siva screamed into my ear causing me to fall directly out of my bed and onto the floor.

"Jesus Christ Siva it's like 8 am we don't have to leave for an hour!" I yelled in protest.

"Yes but Max is pacing the hallway because Niall Horan just followed YOU on twitter and now he wants to go and find him ha ha ha," He giggled.

What the fuck does this kid think he's doing. It's the middle of WWIII and he wants to be twitter besties? "Great. I'll be out in a minute." I grab my hoodie and throw on my boots, walking into the hallway.



"NO JAY THIS HAS TO BE A SUBLIMINAL MESSAGE FOLLOWING SOPHIA. WHAT IS HIS ISSUE? I LIKED HIM!" Max yelled.

Everyone was running around on their phones doing damage control on the twitter situation.

"EVERYONE… HEY!" I screamed.

Everyone stopped what they were doing as I walked up to Max and got directly in his face, "Before you start cussing out MORE pop stars, you should know the story. I met him at the diner last night, I left my phone on the table and he ran after me to return it. Calm down Max, distressed is not a good look for you."

I could see the anger boiling in his eyes, "You are not to talk to any of them. Got it?"

I rolled my eyes, "Alright dad." I went back to my room to get my stuff and started out to the tour bus.



"Hey Tom." I said to the boy ferociously typing on his phone.

"They were talking about us at their gig last night, I saw the video."

I rolled my eyes for the third time this morning, completely annoyed with how into this these 10 boys were getting. It's a twitter fight. It's allowed to last an hour, then it has to be ended. If not you end up with a bunch of whiney pop stars. This wasn't an impossible scenario to understand. Why is it ten boys worth MILLIONS of dollars we're still whining on twitter. I had no idea. I grabbed his phone to read what he said.

@TomTheWanted: @Louis_Tomlinson you even talk about us at your own gigs. are you that upset you didn't get in this band?

"Real mature," I added.

@Louis_Tomlinson: @TomTheWanted Pal, we both know I wouldn't waste my time auditioning for your band. You humour me with your bad boy persona.

Nathan came and cozied up next to me and I rested my head on his shoulder. "Why is this still going on?" I asked, hoping for a decent answer.

"Well, apparently this fight has become a little more vicious since the last time you were here. Louis said something about The Wanted at their concert last night and now Tom is having an aneurism," Nathan explained.

"Great. Just great. I haven't seen so much drama since middle school. You all have enough money to do what ever you want, LITERALLY WHAT EVER YOU WANT. And yet you chose to argue with another pop group on twitter?" I polled the room.

"WERE NOT A POP GROUP!!" They yelled back. I giggled at the fact that it was BEYOND easy to get under their skin.

@TomTheWanted: Yes @Louis_Tomlinson, I don't need to call producers to beg my way on to a track over my "friends" #crybaby #loyalty #louisgottalent


@TomTheWanted: @Louis_Tomlinson you were too busy "wowing the judges" with THIS #louisgottalent

He had added Louis' audition video from the x factor. Which lets admit, was awful.

"You guys are crazy as hell," I mumbled.

Nathan laughed a little and showed me the newest tweet,

@Louis_Tomlinson: @TomTheWanted why don't we make your next single our movie soundtrack ?

"HA OKAY THAT'S ALITTLE FUNNY," Me, Siva and Nathan were all laughing but the others were clearly not amused.

"Looks like they don't call him the Sassmaster of Doncaster for nothing!" I added.

"SOPHIE. Who's side are you on again?" Max questioning my loyalty made this even funnier.

"Oh boo hoo calm down big brother. Blood is thicker than catchy pop music, don't you worry," I retorted, sticking out my tongue.

Tom was pacing up and down the bus cursing under his breath.

@Louis_Tomlinson: @TomTheWanted interesting you have to entertain your many followers with lies. I actually think you could be the biggest twat on twitter.

@Louis_Tomlinson: Naive

@Louis_Tomlinson: Uh oh . @tomthewanted The wanted's Tom Parker: My failed X Factor audition shattered me |

@Louis_Tomlinson: @TomTheWanted P.S enjoy the press from this

"Damn… Going hard I see?" Tom was ferociously typing and my phone buzzed.

@TomTheWanted: @Louis_Tomlinson I'll enjoy the press even more when you come clean #narnia #itgetsbetter


"Tom!" I yelled.

"What?! He was going on me!"

"Yes but wouldn't you say that's a LITTLE BIT too far?"

"No! Not really!"

Max was clearly on his side here, nodding his head at everything Tom said.

My phone buzzes again and I open it, expecting it to be twitter.. but it wasn't.

From: Niall Horan
Hey Sophia, it's Niall. Tell your brother and the boys sorry about all of the drama. Not sure how to calm Lou down at this point. But I'm throwing up the white flag xx


I cover my phone, hoping Nathan didn't read it. I contemplated what exactly I should do, if anything. But I decided on the right thing. I handed Max my phone, hoping he would see the other side of it.

"He has some fucking nerve to talk to you! Did you give him your number?!"

Max was even MORE furious now then before.

"No of course not! He must've texted himself off of my phone when he found it and gave it back."

He deleted the message and gave me one of the nastiest looks i've ever seen. "Don't talk to him anymore. I'm serious Sophia, stay away from them."

I nodded numbly and climbed into my bunk. Too much drama, too much stress. Not my problem.

I could hear Max and Tom bickering about what to do with their Publicist on the phone. They act like they have such a tough life. I didn't feel sorry for any of them. But really, what is there for either side to complain about? Obviously this won't be fixed on their own so I decide to take matters into my own hands. I take out my phone and text Niall back:

To: Niall Horan
Hey Niall. Yeah I think they think you're all joking you know? silly banter. I think it just got taken a little too far. No hard feelings on their part. Sorry about all the drama, enjoy your tour!"

I shut my phone and smile, I can fix in 30 seconds what they wouldn't fix in a month.

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