We all have crushes on the guys in a band. We dream of singing alongside them or having them sing to us. But what happens when one girl's dream comes true? Can she find a way to bridge her friendship with the guys or will the tour go up in flames?
Mackenzie Tanner was living the dream.
At least that’s what she thought.
When Mackenzie Tanner met world-famous boy band Dear Juliet while songwriting in Nashville, Tennessee, she never imagined it would lead to being the opening act on their worldwide tour, or the broken heart which would follow.
As they play to sold-out audiences across the globe, Mackenzie realizes her dream may not be what she thought it was. Singing with the boy she loves and the boy she's supposed to love leads to a tangled mess.
But Nashville is on the horizon...
Mackenzie sang into the microphone, throwing as much attitude and energy into the song as her tired body could muster. “I’ll be your shotgun, you’ll be my trigger. If we’re going down, we’ll go together.”
When the song was over, she waited for the red light over the door to flash off before reaching down for her water bottle. She heard the track click off in her headphones, replaced with a voice she’d grown quite accustomed to over the past ten hours.
“That was great,” praised Eugene Worsham, her EP’s producer. “You nailed the last chorus and the tag, but I feel like you lost momentum on the bridge…”
Declan Collins, manager of the world-famous boy band Dear Juliet, and now Mackenzie Tanner, had flown Eugene in from Nashville to work with her in the London studio. Eugene was a budding producer in Nashville and had the perfect country-pop edge she needed. She and Eugene had bonded immediately over their mutual love for Johnny Cash.
“Let’s give it another go,” he instructed, in his easygoing Southern drawl.
It made Mackenzie feel less alienated in the sea of British accents she’d been surrounded with since she’d stepped off the plane that morning. “I’ll punch you in three bars before the line, okay?”
“Sounds good,” she replied, giving him a thumbs up through the soundproof glass that separated them.
The music started up in her headphones, and when the lyrics began, she sang as passionately as she could. Again, Eugene thought she could do better.
It was tedious work, but Mackenzie loved it—which was a good thing, because she was only one day into her four weeks of intense preparation before joining her friends William Bishop, Cooper Hart, Jacob Turner, and Riley Knight—collectively known as Dear Juliet—on tour.
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