*clears throat* *audience becomes silent*
Hi everyone! My name is Judy Harris and I am the author of this book. I would just like to say a few things which are below, which includes a cast, a note about the copyright and awesome covers that have been made by awesome Wattpaders.

Please note.

All characters in this book are fictional, any likelihood of a person dead or alive is purely a coincidence. Don't copy or steal anything from this book and put in on another website without the author's permission written out on a piece of paper.

This book is ongoing and not edited so please read and be kind to me by helping as much as possible by just politely pointing them out, I'm not the best writer and I do make grammatical errors, so please feel free to point them out

Covers

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Cast

Currently finding someone to be as Diego

Till next time!

XoXo,
Judy Harris

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Summary

Traveling across Europe doesn't sound so bad, does it? But what happens when you're famous, can't have the paparazzi following you and you're traveling with two strangers?

Your trip consists of arriving in Italy then going to Portugal to Spain to France to Germany to Greece to Romania to Poland to Finland to Sweden to Norway and, finally you have reached your final destination, England to meet your Dad and Melissa. You will travel via boat, car, plane and jet. Oh, and one thing, you are VERY BAD at directions.

What will you find along the road, love, friendship, adventure? Will you get to meet you dad and Melissa on time? Or will you get lost in Europe? Find out what happens to you, Elizabeth Marie McCartney - Winters, in Lost In Europe!

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Prologue
My name is Elizabeth Marie McCartney - Winters and I am a not so normal teenager, for example, I am on every magazine cover page. I am America's Sweetheart, an actor, and singer, on T.V, in YOU magazine, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook and the list goes on and on. I live with Mom, Stella McCartney who owns a fashion company a name that I always forget. I think I can remember, the name is ..... Everglitz.

So it is now summer holidays and I am going to Europe to see my father, John Winters but my father who is rich also and is a doctor for animals and humans my nickname for Dad is Dr. Dolittle but he has appointments all over Europe. Dad lives in London with Melissa Winters, they got married 2 years ago. And I'm 18 years old.

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Present
After riding in the jet for 8 hours and 45 minutes, I am in Italy.
Wow, it is beautiful. After taking my luggage and my belongings, I get out of the jet, I get bombarded by the questions from the journalists, the bloggers, and the paparazzi. "Miss McCartney-Winters when is your next show!?" asked someone in the crowd. "Why did you come here?" another one shouted. I tapped on the microphone to signal to the people to quiet down, everyone immediately silenced. I chuckled and said into the mic "Hi everyone," I waved at them and smiled," I am here to meet my Dad and Melissa and good news I am going to be writing a new song inspired from here in Europe. Thanks," with that I ended and made my way to the car park.

" Urgh! I can't even get rid of the paparazzi!" I thought to myself. "Ok Dad gave a map, a compass and a person that will also be helping me when I am too tired to drive but I am not going to do directions, I suck at it, and I know that the car is a Jeep Wrangler with tinted windows and bulletproof," I said to myself.

"Well, well, well if it isn't the one and only Elizabeth and she talks to herself," the guy said in a thick Italian accent leaning against the Jeep Wrangler with an amused faced.

The stranger had dark brown hair, brown eyes and looked extremely hot!

"Oops, I said it aloud," I thought to myself.

"You know my name but I don't know yours, so that isn't fair so are you or are you not gonna tell me your name?" I said. "My name is Xavier, Xavier Russo. Nice to meet you Elizabeth," said the stranger whose name was Xavier.

"Just call me Lizzy or Liz," I said.

"Lizzy, I would like you to be introduced to my sister, " Xavier said.

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