Long road ahead.

Day 1

(Justin's POV)

It's a warm, sunny day in who knows where. Haha. That's just one thing about being on tour. You never know where you've been or where you're going. I felt my tour bus slowly stop, and I heard the caravan of 18-wheelers screech to a halt.

"We're here!" Scooter, my manager, announced in a sing-song voice.

"And where is 'here', exactly?" I asked him.

"Nashville, Tennessee!" I chuckled slightly as he tried to imitate a southern accent. Scooter and I started out into the field we were parked in, followed by my mom, Pattie, and my bodyguard, Kenny. As we walked across the grass, I felt a sudden tickle in my nose.

"Hep-choo!" I sneezed into the crook of my arm.

"Bless you," Scooter said.

"Thanks," I replied. I looked over at the Arena I'll be doing a concert in tonight; it was huge and brand-new. I followed Scooter into the Arena.

"Hep-choo!" I sneezed again as we entered.

"Bless you," he repeated, and I thanked him. Scrappy, the crew manager, came in behind us.

"Whoa," I said as I looked around the enormous venue.

"It's got nice acoustics," Dan, the lead guitarist, commented.

"Got a nice stage, too. It'll fit perfect. We won't have to change any of the choreography," Scrappy added.

"Yes!" I cheered to myself. I hate learning new choreography at the last minute. Scooter chuckled.

"Why don't you go play some football in the field, expel some energy," he suggested.

"Ok!" I exclaimed, running out into the field, headed straight for my dancers' buses. I went and knocked on each one of their doors, and soon we had two teams. Not even 15 minutes in, Nick, one of my good friends and best dancers, came up behind me and tackled me hard, resulting in a dog-pile for the ball I cradled. I face-planted into the grass, kicking up a lot of grass and pollen. My nose started to itch really badly, and I looked down at the ground. I cursed to myself as I saw that I had face-planted into a Ragweed patch, which I was highly allergic to. And I was taking in more pollen with every breath. My nose tickled really badly, and I knew I had to go get my allergy medicine before all Hell broke loose.

"TIMES!!!" I called, the yelling making the tickle even worse, and it spread down to my throat. I stifled a cough, and held back the strong urge to sneeze. My eyes pricked with allergic tears, but I held them back, also, as the boys got off of me one by one. I could feel my nose start to fill up with congestion.

"What is it?" Nick asked. I tossed him the ball.

"I'll be right back, I just gotta get something."

"Make it quick, dude!" Nick called after me; I was already running top speed to my bus. I ran in and didn't even bother to close the door. I ran back to my room and searched my suitcase for my allergy medicine. My eyes watered and I felt like someone was tickling me from inside my head. As I searched, I then remembered I had left my allergy medicine on the shelf in the bathroom...AT HOME.

"SHIT!" I exclaimed, out loud this time. I went to my bathroom just in time. I grabbed a tissue and held it to my face, waiting. I didn't have to wait long.

"Hep-tchoo! Hep-tchoo!" I blew my nose, but it just made the tickle stronger.

"Hep-tchoo! Hep-tchoo! Hep-tchoo!" Ugh. My nose was started to get a little red, and I had allergic tears streaming down my face. I can't go back out like this! But I have to. I tossed the tissue in the trash can and headed back upfront, sniffling and drying my tears. I almost ran into Nick in the doorway of my bus.