I'm back!
So am I!
Yeah, he won't leave me alone now. Please help!
Hey!
So how are you guys? I'm great because I just got the new One Direction album FOUR! Ultimate edition!
Lucky!
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What? A guy can't like a band?
Oh...kay? ... Let's get on with it.
I wanna do the dis... dist... disc...
Disclaimer!?
Yeah, that.
Fine it's boring anyways.
Yay! She doesn't own me... or my show... or any of the other characters from my show... or the other show... or any characters from the other show... that it?
Yeah. Just make it shorter next time. But they get it! Let's go.
**Chase's POV**
I want to slam my head in the car door. Repeatedly. I am NOT going to go watch that stuff! Only girls (and Adam) could possibly like it! And Bree's screams! I can't take them anymore!
I am in my capsule, trying to take a nap because I didn't get a second of sleep last night, not with Adam and Bree's celebrations!
Bree screams again.
"That's it! I'm going upstairs to take a nap instead! I have a huge headache!" I scream, stepping out of my capsule. I then ride the elevator upstairs and plop on the couch. Man, this couldn't be any more uncomfortable! How do they do it?
I get up and sit at the counter, rubbing my temples to try and cure the headache. Ugh, when was that concert again?
Bree walks in. Oh, no...
"I can't believe that I'm seeing Austin Moon in two weeks!" Bree shouts. Oh, two weeks now. Yippee...
"Oh joy! Two weeks! Yay..." I reply sarcastically, mocking her at the 'yay' part. Then I exit once again because her shouting was not helping.
Once I got back to the lab, Adam was waiting by the desk. Yeah, now there's no escape.
"Why don't you like Austin?" Adam asks, quivering his lip and making puppy dog eyes. I swear, all I want is some sleep!
"Because, Adam, Austin is for girls!" I reply, raising my voice a little bit.
"Well... you can at least pretend to like him!" Adam screams. Fine!
"Well alright then. I like Austin." I say, just to get him to be quiet.
"Yay!" Adam cheers and claps his hands. I make my way over to my capsule and try to fall asleep, when I hear Mr. Davenport call,
"Adam, Bree, Chase! Lunchtime!"
Of course. No nap for me then...
I go upstairs and crankily eat my sandwich.
"You know, Chase, even though we're not technically related, you should at least act like a good brother," Bree says.
"Why do you always use that against me?" I ask, and it was true. Both her and Adam use that one.
"Because, Chase, not using it is for girls, like you," Adam says, obviously mocking what I said earlier. Plus a "like you" at the end.
"Fine. I'm a good brother, so I'm very, very happy for you," I say in a high voice full of mock happiness. I can't stand these boy artists. What makes them think this one will change my mind?
"I don't like these boys and NOTHING will change my mind!" I say. They give me sad looks, and I go back into the lab. I go into my capsule, where my ticket is taped to the wall. I take it off and put it on the desk. Then I close my eyes.
"Hey Chasie! Wanna play Monopoly?" Adam calls. Great, just great. There's a rule in this house not to refuse Adam. I go and play the game with him for hours upon hours, until I finally fall asleep who-knows-where at probably 4 PM.
**Austin's POV**
I have my first concert of my new tour in two weeks! How am I supposed to go a full hour and a half without thinking about it now? Before, I was fine. I don't really know what triggered it. It just sorta happened.
"Hello?" Ally calls, waving her hand in my face. "You're doing this an awful lot lately!"
Man! I did it again! Stop worrying about the little things, Austin!
"AUSTIN!" Dez yells. I must have done it again.
"What?" I ask, snapping out of my daze.
"Hi," Dez simply says.
"What, Ally?" I turn to my partner about why she called my name.
"You have to start rehearsing for your concert. You know it's in two weeks," she replies. Oh great...
"Just try not to zone out while you're singing," Ally adds. Not funny.
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After rehearsal (which, for the most part, went surprisingly well), I go home, since it's pretty late.
Same bedtime routine as usual. Get dinner, take a bite, dump the rest outside, grab Sergeant Bearington, and cry myself to sleep. I wish I didn't have to say this, but tour is going to be a nightmare this time. I check the clock. 7 PM. I fall asleep about an hour later. I have nightmares, like usual, and frequently wake up in the middle of the night. Just another thing about being me.
At least tour might be a distraction. I have that to (maybe) look forward to. (NOT.)
I'm miserable
Don't tell them why.
I know. I HATE spoilers.
Good. We're for once on the same page.
Yeah.
Well, the random fact of the day is...
*playing a dramatic drumroll*
Hey that's pretty good!
*Still playing the drumroll* Thanks!
Sure. But the random fact of the day is...
Scientists say that the average person swallows 8 spiders a year while sleeping (yes, they will be more factual now)
Eew...
I know. But see you guys!
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Yeah, do that. He needs some cheering up.
Bye!