Dear Diary,
I've been here on this tour bus for 7 hours. The boys are freakishly annoying already. All they wanna do is talk, which I'm not up for. Already I miss Haley, my best friend. I called her and had the best conversation with her, the father I am away from her the more I miss her. I currently share a bunk with one of the guys. Which you know I'm obviously uncomfortable with. I just remember their names. I thought there were only 9 of them-nope there's eleven. I'm good with names so..
Taylor- the one who always wears bandanas.
Cameron- like the super hot/tan guy.
Shawn- the guy with the guitar.
Matt- the guy with the beautiful face.
Aaron- the guy with the "to die for" hair.
Jack and Jack dudes- Jack J, blue eyes blonde hair. Jack G, brown eyes and brown hair.
Carter- basically a mexican.
Jacob- the guy with the on point quiff.
Hayes- dull blue eyes with beautiful hair.
Nash- the guy with the beautiful bright blue eyes that was incredible nice.
I'm guessing he's the leader. I ignored their questions as I jumped into a random bunk. I looked around the bunk and saw pictures of Nash and his little sister, I'm guessing.
Cute.
Well I'ma take a nap Mr. Diary night night.
AUTHORS NOTE
THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO MAH BESTEST FRIEND EVER HALEY I LOVE YOU HAYBELLS
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Dear Diary (Magcon)
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