Hesitantly, you walk onto the stage with your members following behind you. The sound of cheering and clapping echoes throughout the vast room as you all get into position. You scan the crowd with your eyes.

Suddenly, your gaze falls to a boy who wore a red, plaid shirt and black, skinny jeans that were ripped at his knees. His tawny hair fell over his hazel eyes that shone within the light. The realisation hits you.

It was Clapton Davis. Your ex-boyfriend who broke up with you 2 months ago.