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Eliza sighed and leaned against the back of her tourbus wall. It had been a long day.
How can the paprazzi be so devouring?" she asked Maria.
Her band mate shrugged and went back to strumming her guitar, "I suppose the world is just a highschool. And we just so happen to be the popular kids. You're the queen bee."
Eliza glared at Maria, "Are you insinuatin that I'm a nasty person?"

Maria smiled, "I didn't say that. I just mean that we're the next rising group. Like a female version of the Jonas Brothers or somebody. You have to expect that. Especially wince you're the lead singer."
Eliza leaned against her bed again as the bus went over a hump, "but they have no real reason to come after us. I mean, look at poor Angela. She didn't expect to be chased by those photographers. she stubbed her toes on her drum set."
Maria winced, "It wasn't the photgraphers fault."
Eliza squinted her eyes shut the way she did when thinking up a good idea, "I've got it!" she said after about ten mintues. "I know how to get back at them!"
Maria looked worried, "A who?" she asked. It had been so long since Eliza had said anything.
"Those reporters. Who else?"
Eliza sat up on the tourbus bed, "We'll send them news feeds saying that we're going to be somewhere else. They'll be chasing us all over the continent trying to get soem pics for their tabloids."
It was going to be a long day, Maria thought as she powered up her laptop. But it would be worth it. If Eliza's plan didn't work she had a few ideas of her own.



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