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hOLY SHOOT NUGGETS! THIS CAME OUT LONGER THAN I THOUGHT. SORRY OR YOU'RE WELCOME DEPENDING ON THE TYPE OF PERSON YOU ARE.
Streeter on the side. Before you ask. Yes that's Ross Lynch. I imagined Streeter to look like a mix between Ross Lynch, Niall Horan, and Wesley Stromberg himself (but mostly Ross Lynch), but I couldn't find a pic of a guy that looked like that, so here is Ross/Streeter.
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The rest of the tour is much like the first few days. We have good shows, with amazing fans, and we have long bus rides, in which everyone annoys everyone.
I have to admit, though, even with the annoyance that grows when you live in a bus with them for weeks, it was a good experience. I saw a lot of the country I never saw, and got to meet people i've never met, (cough) One Republic. I almost died on the spot.
Sometimes, before the show, we would have meet and greets, which were hilarious, and slightly dirty, but all fun and crazy. Even with all of this, I couldn't wait to get home.
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"Bella." My mom yelled when I opened the font door to our apartment.
"Mom." I yelled back and hugged her.
"Oh my god, Bella you have no idea how much we missed you. I love you."
"I love you too. And it's only been a few weeks, most tours are longer" I said. She held me tighter. We stayed like that for a really long time until I was able to breathe again.
"So where is everybody?" I asked finally.
"Well, Allyson moved out and Matt is at school right now, but you'll see them tonight. We are having a huge bonfire down in Huntington beach. It's a party for you and the boys."
"Awesome. Why didn't we just stay there last night and When are we leaving?" I asked.
"Like in an hour, so you might wanna get changed. When we get there be sure to thank Laraine, she's putting most of it together. By the way, they invited you to spend the week there, so you should also pack for that."
"I'll will." I went to my room and jumped in the shower. The warm water felt nice like summer rain, but I knew I had to get out. I went to my room and threw on light wash jeans and an obey sweatshirt with a black tank top underneath. I found my favorite flip flops and threw my iPhone in my back pocket. I packed everything that i'll need this week into a bag and even grabbed my skateboard and went to the living room and met my mom there.
"Bella." I heard someone yell behind my mom.
"Matt? I thought you were at school?"
"Mom picked me up early. I haven't seen you forever?" He said and hugged me. "I love ya big sis."
"I love ya too little bro." I said back. I love this kid. He used to be embarrassed by everything I did, but now he treats me like a friend. I guess it's a good thing Keaton and him are hanging out again. He let go of me and we all went to the car. I sat in the back, because Mom drove and Matt demanded shotgun.
"It's been a while since I've driven with you two here alone."
"I know right. We've been pretty busy as fuck." Matt said.
Mom gave him a stern look and he dropped his smile to a more serious expression. "Yeah. So Bella. How was your tour." Mom asked.
"It was amazing and I think people were asking for autographs and pictures."
"Awesome, are you gonna become famous." Matt asked me.
"Oh I don't know." I said back. For the rest of the trip we talked about the tour and LA and random, other stuff.
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