Hi to any Muser out there!

I'm currently reading over the story and rewriting the first part. Well, rewriting is a big word, I'm not actually changing the plot, I'm just touching up the chapters, adding a bit of depth to the descriptions and dialogs. So just don't be surprised if you're not reading the story for the first time and you find some things are new ;)

I'll warn you on my profile page everytime I 'update' a chapter.

And let me remind you that English isn't my first language. So I already apologize for all the grammar and spelling mistakes that are bound to be there, somewhere. But truly I love that language and since Muse is from England I couldn't think of a better one to use!

About the M rating...if you've come here in hope of finding a story where the characters shag in every corner/position/chapter, I suggest you move on and go into a bookshop to buy Fifty Shades.. Because you won't find that in here. There is some sassy naughtiness, but it remains rare, more like the cherry on the cake than anything else ;)

As always, reviews are very much appreciated, even if you're reading this a long time after it's been posted. I'm still around to read them, and they always make my day :)

So yeah, I hope you'll enjoy and thanks for reading.

PART I: SHOWBIZ

IT'S A NEW DAWN, IT'S A NEW DAY, IT'S A NEW LIFE.

I felt a slight pinch in my heart when I cast a last glance at my soon-to-be old room. It was bare now. I had taken off all the posters and the furniture was already in the rental truck. In the dusty rays of sunlight, the emptiness was making the room seem bigger, different. I stood there for a moment, with my hand wrapped around the door knob, unwilling to turn away. I'd loved this room. I had very good memories linked to it, most of them including moments spent with Jack.

I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply, memorizing the smell; this citrus smell of wood polish that had already been in the air two years earlier, when we'd moved in.

And now we were moving out again.

My mother's voice suddenly echoed up the stairs behind me, rousing me from my reverie. "Jade! Come on, everything's set up. We're waiting for you!"

I sighed and eventually closed the door, trying not to think about the fact that a week from now, someone else would be sleeping in here. I lifted my bag up to my shoulder and quickly went downstairs, suddenly eager to leave the house. I'd never been very good at goodbyes, even with houses and bedrooms. You'd think I would have gotten used to it by now, but no. It still hurt.

At the foot of the stairs, my twin brother gave me a sympathetic look. A yeah-I-feel-nostalgic-too sort of look. But it wasn't the same thing. He wasn't leaving much behind, contrary to me.

Outside my father was waiting in the car, but I strolled through the garden while my mother locked the front door. We would stay trapped in the car for hours once we would hit the road, so I tried to enjoy the fresh air and the golden sunshine of late morning as much as possible.

Yet before I knew it we were all in the car and the house was already fading away in the distance.

"Oh come on guys, cheer up a bit!" my mother exclaimed, twisting in her seat to look at my brother and me. "Camburg is a nice town too!"

I grumbled under my breath that I didn't give a damn about Carmburg, nice town or not.

"Yeah sure, it's just that we don't know anyone there...for a change," Alexander- my brother- pointed out.

"But you'll get a chance to make new friends, I'm sure you'll be okay. And...well, you have each other," my Mum added before turning around again because my Dad needed his co-pilot.

In spite of her good mood, I wasn't really ready to look on the bright side right there. Because in my opinion, there just were no bright side. "Great," I mumbled, making Alex chuckle.

And then we were all quiet for a while, everyone focused on their own thoughts.

I had to admit my mother was right about something, we had each other. Even if there were times when we would bite each other's head off, Alex was my best friend in addition of being my twin and only sibbling. I truly thanked the heavens that we got along well most of the time, because when you moved a lot like we did, you needed to be able to rely on family. And contrary to what people tended to think, being twins didn't necessarily imply perfect fusion.

We'd moved three times in the past five years and it was really beginning to bother me. My father worked for a pharmaceutical company and when he finished a 'mission' somewhere he was given another one. It paid very well and my dad loved his job- not to mention that he was probably one of the few honest pharmaceutical sale representative on Earth- but it was hard to leave friends, house and school behind each time. But this time it was different. This time it was even worse. Because I was leaving Jack as well.

Well, not strictly speaking because we firmly intended to stay together in spite of the distance. But still... I had promised him that I would call him every day, that I would send him text messages regularly, that we would still see each other very often. I would just take the train, that was all. But even so, when I had announced that I was leaving... He'd looked so crushed and sad. He had tried to hide his emotions, but I knew him well.

It hurt to think about him right now, so I groped for my phone in my bag in order to send him a text, the first of a long series probably.

*Damn this seat is SO uncomfortable and Alex is snoring in my left ear right now!*

My phone vibrated after a few seconds.

*Well...just wake him up*

*What? To hear him rattle on for the rest of the trip? No way*

*^^ Then put on an earplug baby! When do you arrive?*

"Mum when will we be there?" I asked.

"Oh, here we go... Are you gonna ask this every five minutes now?" my dad wondered, teasing me.

"No... Only if you want me to be annoying. I can do that. But it's just Jack asking."

"In eight hours or so darling," my mother informed me.

I quickly typed my reply on my phone's keyboard. *Around six I guess*

*Alright then. You call me tonight?*

*Promise. I love you*

Ugh, I hated writing this in a text message. I was a sucker for real-life 'I love you's.

*I love you too*

I stared at the words on my phone's screen for a good minute. I would have to get used to this. I sighed for the hundredth time of the morning and put my phone in the door's storage compartment. Then I tried to lean as far away as I possibly could from my brother in the small space of the car. I laid my forehead against the window and let my mind drift until I fell asleep myself.

A/N: I don't think 'Camburg' is a city that actually exists... I just didn't feel like talking about a town where I've never set foot in like Teignmouth, so I just invented a name.

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