Hello Im Josh Franceschi.
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Complete, First published Jul 09, 2012
Mature
"You ready to do this Ella" I looked at myself in the face and sighed deeply, exept I wasn't looking at me, I was looking at him, whatever freaky occurrence this was Its been three days and it still hasn't gone away, no matter how much ive tried. 

"As ready as ill ever be Josh" I sighed picking up my microphone and putting in my ear piece, the weight of it felt surprisingly heavy in my hands, but then again ive never held a microphone, I made my way side stage Josh flanking me, it felt like every eye in the crew was on me to preform, to be Josh. 

"Im sorry I really am" I turned around to see Josh stood side stage grinning at me the truth in his eyes he meant it. 

"Im sorry too Josh for everything I know its hard being you" He nodded at me a big smile on my lips. 

"Its hard to be you too if Matt even tries to kiss me again im going to chop his balls off" I laughed at him a little smiling, I felt at peace like a giant weight had been lifted. 

The chanting off the crowd filled my ears and I walked onto the stage staring back to Josh, I knew the smile on his face was genuine I can do this, smiling at the crowd and waving my arms, I placed my microphone In the stand and spoke into it proudly.

"Hello I'm Josh Franceschi" Not only am I stuck in his body im privaliged to be.
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