*Ladies and Gentlemen we have arrived to our destination. We hoped you enjoyed the flight and please enjoy your time in London.*

Ugh. I hate airplanes. The food's crap and when you leave you always look as if a hoard of rhinos trampled over you or something. I quickly grabbed my bags from the overhead compartment and rushed out of the plane. And guess what I was met with? That's right. A group of raging teenage girls screaming their heads off. Some of the girls came up to me and gave me some pieces of paper. Probably twitter names for the boys to follow them or secret love notes which they think will make the boys fall in love with them.

"BO! I'm so glad your here!"
I was snapped out of my daydreams by being crashed into and dragged to the ground.
"Thanks Josh. I'm just happy to be alive, I was kinda scared of what the girls might do to me if they got hold of my hair." I said pretending to shake.
"You and your hair! Come on, we need to go. You've got to meet the boys and some other people." Josh exclaimed dragging me through all of the people

*In the Limo*

"Wow Josh. Never thought that I would ever see us living this kind of life, don't cha think."
"Yea, I guess. Well you could do this as a lifestyle. Don't you dare think that I havn't heard about you. All of the celebrity's trying to get hold of you." Josh said waving to all of the fans outside.
"Come on. You know I'm not into this kind of stuff. I always would prefer to be the nobody in the corner reading a book." I huffed.
"Then why did you come here?" Josh questioned. Finally making eye contact with me. "And don't you dare say for me, cause you and I both know that if you don't want to do something than you won't do it."

I pretended to ignore his question and looked out of my window to all of the screaming fans. Was he right? Did I actually want my life to be like this? Who knows.

"Bo. We're here."

And that's when I saw it. A huge ass house. I gave him a slight smirk and you know what. I think that I might just enjoy this.