Assistant manager- [M.S]

10

Chris was not lying when he said i was going to see a lot of crazy shit in New York.

When we were walking down the loaded streets of New York, i see a cracked Mickey Mouse? Offering- no not offering. demanding to take pictures with small children!

Man I love New York!

It's almost ironic because whenever people go to New York, someone always states "stay away from the characters on the street!" Now I see why.

I've come to New York so many times, I used to come for my birthday when I was younger with my grandpa for shopping trips and a shit Ton of fun, so I knew my way around pretty well if I'm being honest.

However, Chris seemed so happy to tell me about how well he knew the city, so I just stayed quiet and let him waffle.

I asked him about how he's enjoying tour so far, he said he loves it and is excited for what's coming up, but so far it's been great for him and he's glad the band got a chance to tour in the first place.

To be completely honest, if you asked anyone on the touring team how there enjoying it everyone would have a different answer. For us? It's pretty boring up until the show. For the band? Endless fun. For the backup band? Just shit.

For us, it's strictly work. We wake up early: battle through crowds to get to tour busses that aren't even for us. My mom makes phone calls and sits on her laptop all day everyday to arrange meetings, interviews etc.

For the band? Whole lot different. Sure, this is work for them too but it's a different kind of work. There making music and filling out stadiums and arenas full of fans for them. They crowds we fight that are trying to get to them surely boost there ego with endless confidence.

While we spoke to eachother on the way to the hotel, my head was focused everywhere else. I couldn't help but wonder why Matt was watching me and Chris. Or maybe he wasn't, maybe he was just on his balcony enjoying himself and he saw us having brunch.

But even if that's the case? Why did he seem angry? His knuckles must of turned white by the way he was gripping the shit out of the balcony.

I hadn't spoken to Matt since last night, since the inappropriate conversation about a relationship regarding me and Chris. In fact? That's the last time I spoke to either of them, but Chris obviously.

I kept my distance from nick and some of the backup band, Nick seemed to defend me, but it seemed like he was mad at Matt for his comment. Like there was a deeper meaning that I am not aware of yet.

I certainly don't want any details.

The backups on the other hand? I just don't have a need to speak to any of them. They are barely around. They get different busses, different hotels, barely speak. I'm so confident on the idea they are there for the money.

We made it back to the hotel as we parted and went to our hotel rooms, i decided to bring out my phone and send my dad some of the photos I have taken so far.

I stayed in bed for a bit, already tired again from the chaotic city. Even if I only saw a ten seconds walks worth.

Tonight's show is supposed to be bigger then last nights, or at least that's what I have been told. I'm pretty sure it's the same amount of people coming but because it's the last show in this city, they have to go out with a bang.

We are leaving directly from the arena tonight, getting on the bus immediately after the show. Or hopefully at least, and driving to our next stop overnight.

We didn't have to be at the arena for another couple of ours, we didn't have anything to do and I didn't feel like doing anything.

I started to pack my bags to pass time, trying to clean up my suitcase so it didn't look like a bomb exploded in my suitcase every single time I opened it, i turned on the television for some background noise, hoping to drown out the sirens and the construction taking place in the city.