I was surprised when I saw the apartment. It was way much bigger than I expected. Every room was so big. The rest of the day, I decided to unpack my stuff. It was already 6pm when I was ready. Dinner time. Greg had told me there was food in the fridge so.. After dinner, I jumped in the shower. I took my pj’s on after it, even though it was only 7.30pm or something. I wasn’t expecting anyone to come over so...

I decided to call Josh.

“Hello?”

“Hey Josh, it’s me.”

“JESSIE! I’m so happy to hear you. How is London?”

“Good, very good. I mean... well yeah. My apartment is huge so... and my boss is really nice to. His name is Greg.”

“I miss you already Jess.”

“Miss you to Joshy.”

“So, nothing happened today yet?”

“Erm... no, not really. Ow well, I already bumped into a guy. It was an accident so.”

“That can only happen to you Jess.” Josh laughed.

“Don’t laugh with me.”

“Sorry but Jess, I’m so sorry but I’ve to hang up the phone. I’ve to go back to work...”

“Ow yeah, no problem. We’ll call back later.”

“Yes, of course. Miss ya Jess.”

“Miss ya too Joshy.”

Then he hung up the phone. Of course, I forgot that he was working at this time. I decided to go to bed really early. It was only 9.45 pm. Anyway, I fell asleep immediately.

I woke up in the morning and saw that it was already 10am.

“10...? FUCK! I overslept.”

I immediately jumped out of my bed. Took on my clothes, grabbed something for breakfast, took all the stuff I needed and left to the studio.

Greg was already there when I arrived.

“Good morning Jessie.”

 “Morning miste... Greg.”

“You’re ok? You’re out of breath. It looks like you ran?”

“Yeah... erm... I overslept. I ran to be on time.”

“You’re in time. The band aren’t here yet. So let me introduce you to the crew. This is George, the photographer.” He pointed at a young, curly haired guy.

“Hi nice to meet you. My name is George, like Greg said.” he smiled and held out his hand.

“Jessie.” I shook his hand.

“And then we’ve got Sarah, George’s assistant and girlfriend.”

“Ow, ok, nice to meet you too Sarah.”

“So, we’ve heard you’re from Belgium?” George asked.

“Yes, that’s right.”

“The only city’s in Belgium I know are Brussels and Antwerp... is that possible?” George smiled.

“Yeah that’s right. I used to live in Brussels.”

“Ow nice. Ow right, there is a photo of the band lying there somewhere. Then you can take a look at them.” George said and pointed at the table in the corner.

“Sure."

I took the photo and I was shocked... that were the guys I had already met. The band of that guy I bumped into.

“Erm... What? George? Who are they?” I asked. George came to me immediately.

“McFly. Don’t you know them?”

“Erm... This guy.” I pointed at the guy I bumped into.

“Dougie.”

“Poynter?” I asked.

“Yeah, you do know them?”

“No, well... not really.”

“Check them out on YouTube, they are good.” George smiled and left again.

I kept staring at the photo. I can’t believe it.