*Barrett's pov*
Hmmm, finally home taking a break off tour and I can finally eat a home cooked meal. God plane rides are so hard to sleep on. ".....Barrett....." " .....Barrett wake up......"
"BARRETT WAKE THE FUCK UP!"
And with that I wake up and smack my head on our bands guitar player Braxton aka my best friend in the entire world, besides Amber our other guitar player. "God Bear is your head made out of steel or something." "Well what the fuck are you doing all up in my face!" I ask Brax while getting up and grabbing my bags seeing as the planes empty. "Well I was trying to wake ur zombie ass up, but I guess niceness Doesn't get you anywhere." I chuckled at him and started walking off following the huge line leading out.
I guess I should introduce myself now. I'm Barrett Page Johnson and I'm 22 years old. But I don't usually give out my last name for personal reasons the public doesn't need to know. So I usually just go by Barrett Page, and I know what your thinking. "Isn't your name based off of Syd Barrett of Pink Floyd and Jimmy Page from Led Zeppelin?" Well yes, yes it is. My parents were big rockers back in the day and since I was their first child they wanted to name me by the guys of their favorite bands. And I guess they were on the ball because I'm the lead singer and bass player for our band "Alternative Sadness" and if I do say so myself, We are the shit! The band consists of Me, Braxton Wellington, Amber Saige, and our drummer Tyler Jones. We've put out two albums so far and are about to start working on the third, but lately I've been in a writing funk so we haven't really started recording anything yet. The band and I have blown up so much over the past few years and it touches my heart to know that we are impacting so many kids across the world. Well I guess you guys know the basics about me so let's continue with this lit ass story! *dabs* Ummm....Sorry about that....Ima just....Go.
Getting through the airport and getting everyone there bags take a long ass time. I'm just glad to be home and relax a little cause I sure do need it. "Barrett, let's go the cars outside waiting along with a crowd of paparazzi and fans so we need to be quick." Our manager Micky said. After that a room of "okay's" and "Fuck's" goes around and we grab our bags ready to be swallowed by a load of people.
Oh the joys of being famous.
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The Love That Plays
Romance"What the hell do you think your doing with me Barrett! I AM NOT A Man to be messed with." Lucca said in a deep Italian accent, while slamming his hands on the wall trapping me in between them. "Well then, I guess I'll just have to play with u...
