Chapter 4: OMG!
I was lost in my dreams, I was running, now around the bend towards the river near the Canyons in Utah, past Las Vegas, and L.A, back to NYC by foot and keep running past this bridge till, then boom he hit me. He was dressed in ancient Rabbi outfit with marron robe on and those white and blue striped things with the threads at the end. I could never remember what they are called.
"I can Help." the person stated through his face couldn't be seen he was still holding some walking stick and had clean feet, and was in old fashioned like roman era sandelsl that the poor usually wore that I saw in the Britsh museum once. I was in Israel, near the Temple Mount. I remember my cell phone got a call from there the day, Jessica died and came back 2 years ago or so. It affected the whole group, we even got unexplained text messages. "AAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I SCREAMED.
"Lord, please help me, please help me, what am I doing wrong? Is everything going to be ok? Why am I here? How did I do all of that? We're still friends." I asked frantically and barely breathing. "Nick, calm down", the man stated calmly through I couldn't see his face. "I love you, and yes we are, just you and all of your friends all of YOU and the girl, try to behave." I fell straight to sleep and I was in my bedroom at home at the end of the dream with my tan throw and green cover and Tampa bay packers blanket. I totally have to get a Maves one.
Then the cell phone rang and scared the shit out of me! I screamed as I woke up. It was Brian. "Brian?". "Hi would work." he teased me back. "Ha ha." I mocked his joking with a small giggle. "Why are you calling me?" I asked him. "You went to bed so early last night, we thought you might be sick, Kevin told me to check up on you, and Jessica was wondering where you were in our texting thing." He told me with a sigh, a small one.
I got dressed in a simple red shirt, since that was one of my favorite colors now. Since the Buckeyes started winning games in 2007 again and how confident I was feeling more in myself these days. And some blue jeans and some shoes, washed my face, and put on the little bit of foundation, in case I ran into girls. The guys and us like to wear sometimes in case we got recongized by some fans since it is a work week fo rme. Some people think it's a gay thing, it's actually of more of a vain thing compared to most other men and our jobs reallly. Women love it for some reason. Definately the sex thing.
As I was brushing my hair and gelling it. I heard a knock on the door, "Brian," I asked on the phone, Lauren still asleep in bed, it was like 4:30 in the morning, we were going to be on the radio doing promotional stuff I guess for "This Is Us", "Unbreakable", "Never Gone", and the "NKOTBSB" album and DVD and our tour.
"Yeah" he replied. "Oh thank God, where are you?" I heard a knock at the door, it scared me. "Why is everyone scarying me today?" I asked myself with some exclaimination. It was Brain, "Don't do that." I told him as I open the hotel room's 432's white door with the gold finishings of flowers and vines.
He was dressed in his blue shirt, demin jeans, and a yellow jacket. Why is he wearing a yellow jacket? I giggled, "You look like a trip, man." I told him. "Ya' ready?" with his thick Kentucky accent. "Kevin's going to meet us after the radio show, then we got rehershals for tonight." he told me, leaning on the inside of the wall of my room. As I turned off the light so he couldn't see Lauren, laying naked right there. I grabbed my brown leather coat, "Ok let's go." I told him.
"So do we have lunch planned today?" Howie was verifying with Kevin on the phone. The phone companies should pay me to talk on these, he sighed jokingly to himself.
He was in a simple outfit, plaid prpl top, black shirt, gray formal pants like for an office down to the bottom of his anckle, and black hush puppy looking shoes, his hair up in a fake foehawk, not that he needed that, he could get any woman to swoon with it anyway as well as any of the guys. "Go there, and we'll meet you, he finished up as he heard Brian and Nick laughing, AJ, was right behind him, tattoos and all showing in a sleeveless t-shirt and a big cross necklace with diamonds and sunglasses, that was AJ. "Ok let's go guys!" AJ yelled happily. "I call McDonald's!" he yelped. Howie and the guys couldn't help but laugh a little bit. As they drove off in their rent a car with a schorfer the radio station sent for them.
