Disclaimer: No, I don't really own anything except the plot.

Blinded By The Lights

Life in the fast lane
Surely make you lose your mind
Life in the fast lane, everything all the time
Life in the fast lane, uh huh
Blowin' and burnin', blinded by thirst
They didn't see the stop sign,
took a turn for the worse

"HELLO ALL YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET!" A raven haired girl smiling huge with all her teeth screamed into the camera and did a sign with her hands.

"YOU ARE ABOUT TO WITNESS HISTORY IN THE MAKING!" Another voice more girlier than the first yelled, and suddenly the camera shifted to a long haired brunette.

"This is a once in a lifetime chance folks, so stay glued to your seats because this is going to be epic!" The brunette giggled and refocused the camera onto herself and her friend.

"INTRODUCING, THE ONE, THE ONLY-" The raven haired girl was cut off by a male voice.

"Guys, what the hell are you doing?" The camera rolled to a guy with short brown hair, wearing a black wife beater that emphasized his muscles.

"If you must know, Nick was taking way too long to tune his freaking guitar and me and Demi were getting bored. So, we decided to show some lo-ove to our fans." The brunette focused the camera back to her face and blew it a kiss accompanied by a wink.

"Oh puh-leez, we all know who the fans really want." Joe snorted and grabbed the camera from brunettes hands, "Hello youtube, this is your local heartthrob slash soon to be super star, Joe Gray. How are you all doing?" The boy spoke into the camera.

"You're so full of yourself, it's annoying." Demi rolled her eyes.

"That's not what you said last night." Joe said playfully with a wink, earning a smack on the chest.

"Oh God! You're so embarrassing!" Demi replied, shaking her head wildly.

"Ew. Guys, can we please keep the PDA to a minimum here?" The brunette said with a fake exaggerated gagging sound.

"Ha, I know you want a ride on the Joe Express, too, Miss Miley. Don't even try to hide it." Joe said, flexing his muscles at her with a cocky grin plastered across his face.

"Oh my God. The Joe Express?" Miley burst into a fit of hysterical laughter, "That's gotta be your LAMEST-"

"GUYS, SHUT UP!" A new impatient voice was heard from the background, "I'm done. Lets get practicing."

"Geesh, someone is on their period." Joe mumbled.

The camera moved and the sound of foot steps could be heard in the background and finally a dimly lit garage came into view, with four teenagers standing with various instruments in their hands.

"Ugh, since you both ruined it our intro, we're going to have to do it again!" Demi said with an over exaggerated sigh.

"HELLO YOUTUBE!"

"Do you have to be so loud?" Nick groaned from behind her but Demi carried on like she hadn't heard him.

"I'm Demi! Aka the awesomest chick you'll ever live to see."

"AND I'M MILEY!" Miley screamed louder, with the objective of annoying Nick. "And my best friend is a compulsive liar." She continued and stuck her out tongue at Demi.

"And I'm Joe! The cute funny one." Joe said, flashing a grin towards the raven haired girl, only to earn an eye roll her side.

"And that's Nick. But he wont introduce himself 'cause he's on his period." Miley droned in a dull tone and rolled her eyes.

"Miley-" Nick warned, growing more annoyed at this friends each passing second.

"Just kidding. He's just really boring and doesn't talk much." Miley joked sticking her tongue out at him.

"I second that!" Joe exclaimed from behind her.

"Me, too." Demi laughed.

Nick shook at head lightly at his crazy friends, "Whatever, guys. Lets just get practicing." He said and adjusted his guitar.

"OH, we're going to be playing an exclusive never-heard-before Infinity Plus Four original song!" Miley exclaimed into the camera, smiling hugely at the very mention of music. "Written by the ah-mazing Nick Gray, this song tells a tragic tale of a boy who seeks refuge by his music and spills out his deepest emotions in the form-"

"I wrote it last night in 30 minutes because I was bored." Nick cut her off mid sentence.

"Geez, would it KILL you to play along?"

"Get over it." Nick rolled his eyes, "Let's get started now. 1 2 3-"

And all of a sudden the goofy immature group of teenagers was replaced by four musicians who seemed to love music more than anything in their life.

I make the most of all this stress
I try to live without regrets
But I'm about to break a sweat
I'm freaking out

It's like a poison in my brain
It's like a fog that blurs the sane
It's like a vine you can't untangle
I'm freaking out

Every time I turn around
Something don't feel right

Just might be paranoid
I'm avoiding the lines because they just might split
Can someone stop the noise?
I don't know what it is but I just don't fit

Consider me destroyed
I don't how to act 'cause I lost my head
I must be paranoid
I never thought it would come to this
I'm paranoid, yeah

I take the necessary steps
To get some air into my chest
Can't hear the thoughts inside my head
I'm still freaking out

That's why my ex is still my ex
I never trust a word she says
I'm running all the background checks
And she's freaking out

Every time I turn around
Something's just not right

Just might be paranoid

I'm avoiding the lines because they just might split
Can someone stop the noise
I don't know what it is but I just don't fit

Consider me destroyed
I don't know how to act 'cause I lost my head
I must be paranoid
And I never thought it would come to this
I'm paranoid

Stuck in a room of staring faces, yeah
Caught in a nightmare, can't wake up
If you hear my cry running through the streets
I'm about to freak, come on rescue me

Consider me destroyed
I don't how to act 'cause I lost my head
I must be paranoid
I never thought it would come to this
I'm paranoid

Joe sang the closing lines of the song and then looked back at his band mates. They were smiling.

"That sounded better than I hoped it would." Nick grinned and hugged Miley who was standing right next to him, she mirrored his grin.

"Oh yeah! Say hello to youtube!" Demi exclaimed loudly as her friends slowly begun to disperse.

"Yo, Nick! I'm hungry. What did your mom made for lunch today?" Mileys voice could be heard in the background.

Nick's reply was something incoherent as both teenagers slowly exited the room.

"Lets go Dem, I'm hungry, too." Joe whined.

"Yeah, okay, lemme jus-" a hand appeared in front of the screen followed by Demi's face.

"So there you have it people, a complete unedited band rehearsal of Infinity Plus Four. Hope you liked it! Leave us a comment and tell us what you think!" She smiled and then blew a little kiss into the camera before the screen went black.

A man wearing an expensive looking suit grinned wildly as the lights flipped back on the room.

"So? What do you think?" He asked his audience.

"Um.. Marshall, now you've been working for me for a good ten years now and I've always respected your opinion but what the hell is this?" The slightly muscular man practically yelled in a way only a boss would on his employee. And by the looks of it, he probably was the boss.

The man named Marshall still continued to grin. "Arent they something?"

"No," The man spoke again, "I came here expecting a possible opening act for Miss Russo's upcoming summer tour and this is what you give me? A… a bunch of kids acting stupid?"

"But can't you see, Steve? They have talent. Potential. And they're exactly what we need to sky rocket our sales for this tour!" Marshall exclaimed, still confident about his plan.

"But they're a bunch of immature kids, for Chrissake!" Steve replied.

"That's exactly what the public wants! Someone who's not afraid to have fun. Think about it, if they open for us this summer, they'll leave the crowds all pumped up and ready for Selena's performance!" Marshall emphasized and shot a nervous glance at the girl sitting at the edge of the table.

"Oh, that's bull-"

"Wait, I think he's onto something here." The girl who was previously quiet spoke up, raising her perfectly manicured nails in the air. "I think he actually has a point."

"What do you mean?" Steve frowned towards her direction.

She snapped her head towards his direction, "I mean, he's absolutely right! Remember my last opening act?" Selena said with a slightly disgusted expression.

"Oh, don't remind me!" Marshall groaned. "They were horrible!"

"Exactly. And they were a professional band. Now, these kids… what was their name again?"

"Infinity Plus Four."

"Yeah, them, they have lots of energy in them. They'll be perfect for warming up the crowd and making them ready for my performance!" Selena smirked.

"But, they're so… unexperienced. Are we seriously hiring a bunch of unprofessional teenagers to open up in a sold out arena in front of thousands of people?" The mans frown grew deeper.

Marshall nodded and grinned but before he could speak, he was cut off by an unfamiliar voice.

"Actually, I think it's a great idea!" Another slim man with horn rimmed glasses spoke up for the first time. "As the tour manager, I think it would work out quite nicely. They seem to have a look-at-us-we're-having-fun aura to their personalities. And they certainly have talent. So why not give it a shot and call them for an audition?" He suggested, earning a nod from Marshall and Selena.

"Yeah. Exactly." Marshall grinned.

Steve frowned, "Okay, fine then. Call them for an audition here on Monday. I'll judge them personally." He shook his head. "This better be worth it, Marshall. Meeting adjourned." He got up from his chair and walked out of the room.

"Oh, it will be." Marshall grinned to himself. "This is going to change their lives."

Only, he didn't know just how true his words would prove to be in the future.

… that wasn't completely horrible , was it? :-/ hahah, it gets better. I promise. And besides, prologues are always supposed to be boring, right? Right? Okay, no. But I'm kind of excited to do this story. And I'm hoping you guys will like it, too. A few extra details :- Nick and Miley aren't dating, they're best friends. Joe and Demi, however, are together. They have been for a while now. Selena is famous. Nick/Demi/Miley/Selena are all roughly the same age (seventeen) and Joe is two years older. Marshall is Selena's manager. Everyone else is kind of irrelevant. Err, guess that should clear stuff up. I know the band name is stupid but I couldn't think of anything else! ; And oh, sorry if this isn't how the whole tour thing works. =( I tried to make it sound legit. Hahah. Also, was this too long for a prologue? Lol.

But yeah, drop me a review? And tell me if this is actually worth doing or I should I just drop the idea? Much love. xoxo