Something's gotta give

Charles Hansen, originally a German independent nature and stills photographer, traveling around the world, got hired by OneRepublic for catching them on camera on their Native tour. Unfortunately, there was a mistake. Charlie's supposed to join the band on their European leg of their tour - but they expected Charles to be a man. Their bandleader Ryan Tedder was not amused when he learned Charles was only a nickname. [No explicit description yet, dunno where this's going - except: This is gonna be a fan-fiction about Ryan Tedder (& OneRepublic) one day. Hopefully. I'll try to write this in English though it's only my second language. Corrections are always welcome, whether if it's about my grammar, expressions or the storyline itself. I need to practise more in order to make myself clear to people whose #Native (sic!) language is English. And... after all... I'm doing this because writing's replacing therapies. Helps to get ANY thing off your chest, doesn't matter if it's a diary, songwriting or trying to write a story, as weird or wicked it might get. I'm doing this mainly (or only?) for my own benefit. Okay... hope, I'll be getting this right... Since I'm questioning myself all the time there might happen little changes in all chapters after I've reviewed them, sorry for that! Let's start... and please bear in mind: This is only fictional. Mostly. ;-)]

Update: 29 is online - I hope, in the morning I'll be better.