"I care what everyone thinks! Luke you're famous. You have people watching you 24/7. You need better if you want to continue your fame."

"Then I'll give up my fame. I don't want to be famous, if it means I can't be with you. I love you Lauren. With all of my heart." My phone rang from a number I didn't recognize.

"Hello?"
"Hello, is this Lauren?"
"This is her..."
"I just want you to know that I love you and there are so many fans that love you. Don't let the band break up or any of the rude fans let you down. Luke loves you so much too."
"Thank you. I appreciate it. Is this your personal number?"
"Yeah, my name is Shannon. Contact my number anytime."
"Thank you. I'll talk to you later then?"
"Yeah, sounds good. And don't worry, I won't share your number with anyone."

"Who was that?" Luke asked as the call ended. "Shannon. She's a fan of ours. Not sure how she got my number though. She was very sweet, shockingly."

"Why is that shocking?" Luke asked confused. "The fans are usually rude." I said. "Not all of them are. Shannon, for example. You only think about the rude fans and not the nice fans. Your life would be so much better if you would focus on the nice fans and not on the rude ones."