Chapter 2: A Day In The Life Of: Alex
Alex pov
August 29, 2009
5 a.m.
Tour bus;; close to home, hopefully!
Annoying. That's the first word that pops into my head when I hear my alarm beeping. I groan and rub my eyes. It's no use trying to go back to sleep, because my manager just marches into my room and pours a glass of water on me until I roll my lazy butt out of bed. I should know; he does it every time we have a busy day and I won't get up.
That's one thing I hate about touring. Waking up at an unreasonable, ungodly hour of the night. Except tonight's different, which causes me to groan even more. We have several interviews throughout the day, leading up to our last concert. We're visiting some school, one I've never even heard of. Some high school in New York. Although, it will be good to be home after our last concert.
I turn off my alarm and sit up in bed. I rub my eyes tiredly and take a peek at the time. Five- freaking- o'clock. The only good thing about this tour-
A rapid knocking on the door interrupts my thinking.
"Come in if you have coffee!" I grumble.
The door opens and revels the one and only good thing about waking up at five o'clock in the morning on a tour bus.
"Morning sunshine!" Dylan smiles and offers me a coffee.
I smile back and take the coffee. I quickly take a sip and wonder how lucky I am to have Dylan. Dylan has gorgeous blue eyes, which I adore constantly. They're much more fascinating then my plain ol' brown eyes (although, Dylan repeatedly disagrees with me calling my eyes beautiful..).
"Have I told you lately that you're the best boyfriend ever?" I ask, after running a hand through my messy brown (more like black) hair. I definitely need a haircut.
Dylan smirks, "Once or twice."
I roll my eyes and lean in to kiss him. I fall flat onto the bed.
"What the crap, Dylan?!" I exclaim unhappily.
Dylan laughs and says, "You'll never get up if I kiss you."
I glare at him and throw a pillow at his head as I make my way towards the bathroom.
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Same Day..
9 a.m.
Interview with People magazine
"So, Alex. I hear you're last and final tour concert is here in New York! You excited?"
I laugh and smile politely, "Yep! I couldn't be more excited to see my fans, but I'm also excited to come home and see my friends."
The interview lady laughs; she never tells me her name, which I find slightly odd. The interview continues for about thirty minutes, until I get pulled away and escorted out of the building and onto the tour bus.
I flop down on the couch and sigh. Could this day get any longer?!
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August, 2009. I forgot the date, it's been a long day.
10 a.m.
last interview before concert!
OK! Magazine headquarters:
"Alex, is it true that you might have a TV show on Disney Channel premiering this summer?"
I frown slightly; this man isn't as nice as the lady at People.
"Yes, it's called Wizards of Waverly Place and ironically my name is Alex!" I laugh.
The man barely chuckles and replies, "Well, that sounds interesting. Could you tell us more?"
I nod and tell him all about the show. At the end of the interview, he didn't even smile at me. So. Awkward.
August, 2009 (still no clue what day. I know it's a Monday. Oh. Wait. Maybe it's a Thursday? Heck, I don't know!)
1:15 p.m.
Some school.. East High, maybe? Eh, I don't know.
"So.. what's the name of the school again?" I ask as I stretch backstage.
Dylan laughs and says, "East High."
"So, the initials spell EH? That's hilarious!" I giggle.
Dylan rolls his eyes and pulls me in for a hug, "I know you'll do great, Alex."
I smile and hug him back.
"Thanks. I can't believe you can't stay for the show. That sucks." I frown.
"Yeah well, my parents actually want to see me. Apparently being away on tour for two months will do that to parents."
I laugh and reply, "Apparently," I pause and then listen to hear someone call my name to go on stage, "Oops. Missed my cue. Well, I've got to go. I love you, Dyl."
I lower my voice on the last four words. Dylan smiles a heart-breaking, total rock-star image worthy smile that sends my heart racing.
"I love you too, Alex." He replies and then kisses me.. on the cheek.
I shove him away playfully as I quickly grab a microphone from a stage member. I hear the shouts of the crowd and I close my eyes in happiness. Who'd ever thought my life would turn out like this? I take a breath and walk out onstage, where I can see and hear hundreds of students screaming.
"Hey guys!" I say with a smile and wave towards the audience.
Unbeknownst to me, my big sister is in the crowd staring at me in shock.