There was four of us. We were best friends in public, worst enemies in private life.

We tried so hard not to expose who we really were, but unfortunately the wall collapsed and people could have seen our true faces.

We were the group of great idols. We had fans all around the world. They loved us and we... we felt, that they were killing us.

We were called Lights, or which we preferred more, Lumieres.

I don't know, where this all started, we never played the music that could light up your day, but I definitely remember when it all ended. When we stopped being Lights... Or should I say, when we started?

May, 25....22

- Hi. So my name is George. I'm 14 years old, and I'm here for the audition. - I smiled, that wasn't my true smile. It was fake. The kid on this recording was certainly happy. I started to think, what happened that now I need to fake a smile. Well that was 7 years ago. Now is now- Yeah, for the Dorsses. - I wanted to roll my eyes and probably close them. No... maybe I just wanted not to be there. I couldn't do everything... Well it's hard when the five cameras are chasing your every move. So I just smiled. - I don't know, music was with me since I was a child. I love singing. - I wanted to stand up, leave, and shut the door as hard as I could... but I couldn't. - So let me begin. Oh yeah this is an original song. - Ah, I almost forgot that I was writing songs back then. After the while interview ended. I was happy, because right now all cameras were looking at Mitel. Stupid boy. I guess he cannot fake a smile. He was always stiff. He never smiled. Always wore that poker like face. I hated him... well I still do hate him. I mean I hate everyone in this stupid group. And they hate me... We all hate each other, yet, we are called Lights... What an irony.

...

I know, I killed him. Company said that he felt from the stairs. That wasn't hard for them to say that. I knew it. I didn't meant to kill him... Well I did, and that happend so I guess I'm happy. Mitel is dead. Fans are in shock and I'm finally smiling...

Of course, I needed to wake up from that dream.

-Hey, our beautiful lady has awoke. Welcome back. But please, don't smile like a psychopath when you are sleeping. Because then you are ugly as hell.

That was Samuel. I liked him a little. But still... He was older then me by a year. I needed to bear that in mind so I just rolled my eyes. He saw it and we ended up beating each other...

That was normal.

Remember when I said I like him. I do not like him now. I can feel blood in my mouth. I guess his heating was a little too much. That's why I don't like him.

- Hey! Hey! Are you out if mind?! Tomorrow we will promote our new album, and you guys... Look at you!!! All in blood. - Terrence. The one who tries everything to make sure that no one will find out that we hate each other. I hated him even more then Mitel. Samuel stopped beating me. I looked at Terrence and I said.

- Come on, our dear leader. It will be good for promotion, we don't need to use fake blood and bruises now, right Sami? - he hated it when I called him like that, unfortunately, he did nothing to me. So I guess our battle has ended. Such a shame... I love good beating.

- Stop it, Georgia. - I wanted to bite him. I wanted, but Terrence looked at me. - Yeah, whatever. - he said. That definitely was end of the fight. I stood up and went to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and I cursed.

- I look like shit. - I said to myself. I really did looked like shit, but after all, that wasn't bad. I liked it. - I guess the make-up artist would be disappointed, but who cares. - I washed my face and spitted the blood out of my mouth. There was interview happening at evening. I told my manger I can't go. He told them. They weren't happy, but when they saw me, they agreed.

I had all evening for myself...

Well that what I thought.