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The year is 2013. I'm eighteen, and my new album is everywhere. For the world tour, I dreamed up a contest: three girls get to be my 'best friends,' joining me for every concert, every hotel, every flight. Naomi, seventeen, walked into it. She's beautiful, funny, smart—and not a fan. Her best friends, Skye and Ava, obsessed since they were little, won the prize and begged her to come. She agreed, just to make them happy, even though she thought it was a waste of a summer. On the day we left, she wore a pale green top and jeans, her hair in a perfect high ponytail, juggling two suitcases and a backpack. Skye and Ava were over the moon. Then they saw me. I was waiting by the private jet in a faded Michael Jackson shirt, grey sweatpants, bright sneakers, my hair a carefully messy crop. I f…