January 1st, 2011.
"Dear Diary.
I'm doing good, tour is a blast. Although I haven't even done a concert yet. I'm still in L.A. I'm at the airport, waiting to aboard my plane."
I ran my hand through my hair and placed the pen back on the paper.
"I think Florida will be amazing. I'll miss home and all, but I'm just happy to meet fans and new people !
I hope to see Selena in Florida too. I heard she's there. We haven't talked in a while. Anyways, I shall go now and aboard my plane. Xo,
Always is Always, Demi"
I put my Diary in my luggage and gave it to Anna, who ran out to the plane and gave it the the Chaperone. I was allowed to keep my luggage on the plane, just in case. I decided to go with Joe, who was waiting by the Automatic door, which was sliding open and closed. I ran over to him, my heels clicking on the floor as I ran. He caught me in a hug. "Hey" He said, casually. I grinned slightly, and looked down. "Hi" I said, blushing. Joe had that affect on me. Whenever he said anything, I blushed. "Ready for Florida?" He asked. I looked up. "Um, Yeah! Go, Florida!" I said, a bit too enthusiastically. He smiled, and we walked, our hands tangled with eachother. It was an awkward silence. The chaperone ordered us in the plane, the VIP area. Everybody gasped when we went in. It's unusual for famous people to go in a public plane. We usually have private planes, or jets. I waved. "Heya, Everybody" I said in my Sonny Munroe voice. Joe laughed. He walked me over to the VIP area, where Nick, Kevin, Anna, and Dani were already sitting down. "Hey, Jozo" Nick said, punching Joe's arm. I rolled my eyes. Anna patted the seat next to her. Me and Joe sat down.
"Soo..." Anna said, slowely and awkwardly. "Soo..." I said back. "Soo..." we all said, laughing. "Anna Oliver in the plane!" Anna sang. "Oh god, Miley's in Florida this week, we're gonna go to Josh's party!" She shrieked. Everybody hushed us. I looked down. "Of course!" I said, forcing my lips to curl up into a huge, enthusiastic smile. Joe smiled, too. He moved closer to me and whispered "Who's Josh?" I looked over at Anna, who was now speaking to the others, annoyingly. "Oh, that's Anna's ex... Yeah, Miley wanted to go, But I refused. The worst she can do is smoke out of a bong" I said, laughing a bit.
The plane came to a rough stop, hours later. I jumped out of my sleep. "Good Morning, Sleepy Head" Joe said, flicking my forehead. I grin formed on my face. I felt like such a bed head.
We got to the Hotel, Fortunantly, Selena was tanning down by the pool! "Hey, Joe... I'm gonna go see Selena, okay?" I said. "Sure" He said back. I went and got changed into my bikini in the bathroom and ran downstairs. I opened the doors and ran over to Selena , who was tanning on a beach-chair. "What are you doing?!" I shrieked, seeing her take off her bikini. "Tanning" She said. Laughing a bit. She buckled it back up and hugged me. "Demi!" She cried, hugging me, tight. "Selly-Boo!" I shrieked, once more. Hugging her tighter. Justin came over to us. "Yo" He said, wearing a disguise. "Oh, hey trouble" I said, looking down, angrily. He hugged Selena and kissed her. I gagged.
*6 hours later*
It was my first concert. I was all ready. I walked over to the stage. I waited to be lifted up. "3 2 1 !" The camera guy yelled. The lift went up, Screams increased. "Who's ready to party?!" I yelled into the microphone. I looked at the crowd, eyes blinded by the spotlight.
"Um..." I said.
"Oh, whoa... Skies are, crying... Yeah. And I am, Watching. Woah! Hoh! Catching teardrops in my hand... Only silence, as it's ending. Like we never had a chance" I made my voice high, now. "Do you have to... Make me feel like, there is nothing left of me? You can take everything I have! You can break everything I am! Like I'm made of glass... Like I'm made, of, What? Paper! Go on and try to tear me down..." I made my voice stronger. "I will be rising from the ground, LIKE A SKYSCRAPER! LIKE A SKYSCRAPE.... ER ER ER! As the smoke clears, I awaken, and untangle you from me. Would it make you, feel better. To watch me while I blee, heed! All my windows, still are broken, but I'm.... You can take everything" I pointed my microphone to the crowd and they sang. "You can break everything! Like I'm made of What am I made of!?! Like I'm made of, WHOA HOH PAPER! GO ON AND TRY TO TEAR ME DOWN, I WILL BE RISING FROM THE GROUND! LIKE A... WHAT AM I RISING LIKE? LIKE A SKYSCRAPER, WHOA!" "Go, run run run! It's a long way down, I'm closer to the clouds... up here.. " I sang slowely now. "You can take everything I have... You can break..." I whispered. "Everything I am...." Now I sang stronger. "Like I'm made of... GLASS! LIKE I'M MADE OF PAPER! OH WHOAAAAA! GO ON AND TRY TO TEAR ME DOWN! I WILL BE RISINGGGG FROM THE GROUND, LIKE A SKYSCRAPER! LIKE A SKYSCRAPER, OH WHOA HOH! Like a skyscraper..." I slipped as I ran across the stage. I sat up. "Like a skyscraper!" I said, laughing.
