Arrival (his point of view)

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The trip was a lot longer than I ever thought it would be.  But then again, we did go to that show in London. It dragged on, I think I'm starrting to get sick or something. I actually wanted to leave. Who does that. Who accually wants to leave when they can sing to a massive crowd of pretty girls who know all the words.  I did.  Then getting here wasn't all that better. The fans, as much as I love those girls. I didn't love them then. I found them irritatting to be honest. Thankfully I'm a decent actor, so none of them will ever know how much I didn't enjoy it. It's funny, you wait your whole life to be famous then you get it and now its like, now what? That's how I feel, but I do love our fans. I would also love some space, but that won't happen.  We got to the school last night around eleven o'clock, the girls we going crazy...  The school looked huge, it was one of those old dormitores that's been around forever pretty much, it looked a lot like a castle with it's huge brick walls. I loved it. This would be the change I need, and I have a pretty good feeling the guys feel the same way. We will all love it here. Even if we don't tend to stay too long. It might even be fun, all the history the buildings have it has to be somewhat.

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