i got a secret . (-Simon .

[Haylee' Samantha Samuels .]

I've got a Secret,

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[/size][/font]aylee took the short way out to the tour buses. he had been just taking a walk. tired of being stuck inside all day wasn't fun. specially for a person like Haylee. he hated to be indoors for a long period of time. for one, there was hardly anything to door indoors but rot your mind on endless technology, which really, wasn't good at all to him. secound, Haylee couldn't sit still worth a damn, so being cooped up, espcially a semi small area like the tour bus, was not a good place for a person with ADHD. Haylee was always on the moves, so being out for a walk was a normal thing for him really. on this walk though, Haylee tried his hardest to stay out fo teh way of the fan girls for Just Another Holiday. Believe it or not, fan girls were somewhat creepy when you have the overly obsessed kind. you know, the kind that cries and jumps up and down and tells you they love you and wanna have your babies just cause you make music and happen to look good doing it. yeah, fan's were awsome to have, but having the kind that were like semi stalkers was not fun at all, specially when you have to watch behind your back the whole time walking.

He had brought his drum stichs with him. so upon walking, he would play air guitars, nodding his head to the beat of the music that played in his head. he often id this, and if people didn't know who Haylee was probably would've saught him crazy. but he didn't care, the drums was practically his life and he loved what he did. if someone had a problem with it, such as his dad, they could fuck off. cause he did this for himself and no one else. but that's what some people fail to realize. people don't play music cause they have to. the play it because that's what they love doing. && if you love something so much, then why not go for it. people talked about becoming a music artist, or starting a band, but most of them were all talk. and never any play.

Haylee opened the tour bus door and stepped inside. walking into the bathroom to take a quick shower. he smelled like outside, and when your around people, that's not really a good smell to smell like. he put his Ipod on speakers and blasted 'Dez Moines' by a band called The Devil wear Prada. now, Haylee wasn't a screamer, but he damn sure new how to, and while washing himself, he sure did fucking blow. hopefully, no one walked on the tour bus right now, cause you know, that'd be kinda awkward. laughing to himself, Haylee banged on the walls of the shower with his drum sticks. he had a habit of taking drum sticks everywhere so this wasn't really something new. he had spare ones lying around everywhere.

Climbing out the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist he walked out the shower. still dripping with water he went over to his closet, but on his way over there, he spotted his game boy lying on the counter of his dresser. he looked from his closet to the gameboy and grinned to himself, running a hand though his hair and walking over to the dresser and grabbed his game boy. Mario Cart was the cartred in the game, and he immediatly got his game face on sitting in the middle of the floor. sadly, his game face consisted of sticking his tounge out the side of his mouth, and his piercing blue eyes glued to the screen. see, what i tell you ? mindless technology.

Tags; Simon .
Words; 627 .
Lyrics; Chelsea Smile ; Bring Me The Horizon .
Listening to; Don't Drink And Dance ; The Devil Wears Prada .
Outfit; He'll eventually put on this.
Notes; Pshhh, this really sucked, sorry !
Template; Heh, me . (:
Banner; Me ! [/size][/ul][/sub][/blockquote]

[simon michael lewis]

That's just the way things are,
And the way they'll always be.
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<sup>Simon was walking back to his bands tour bus, after a quick Starbucks run. He loved Starbucks. Especially since he had met Shay there. Too bad she was out of town for a couple days, so he wasn't able to see her. But oh well. At least he still had Starbucks to go to and refresh the memory of when they first met! A few of those little fan girls had gotten him as he was leaving Starbucks, but Simon was in a good mood and willing to pose for a few pictures, sign some autographs. He was actually a pretty nice celebrity. Most of the time. There were those days where he just didn't feel like talking to anyone, but those days were fairly rare. Simon was a pretty happy person, and meeting his fans was fun.

Well...meeting most of them. Some of them were just creepy. Like those crazy ones who wanted him to like...sign their clevage or something. That was just going to far. And those people who took their shirts off at concerts. They really needed help... Simon was just a normal person. It wasn't like he was overly rich, or smart, or good looking. Well, the girls, and some guys seemed to think the last one was true. He didn't though. But oh well. To each their own, right? Anyways, today he hadn't seen any of the crazy fans, luckily. Just those sweet ones who blushed and had trouble talking to him. He liked those ones.

Simon walked towards the tour bus, hoping at least one band mate would be there. He was bored...and needed something to do. And he loved all his band mates...they were fun. All of them always had a fun time. Usually. There were the days [mostly when Simon was in a bad mood too...] that they didn't get along, and fought. Those days were luckily rare though. All of them got along pretty well, thank god. There were a few bands on tour that couldn't stand each other. Simon didn't know what he would do if he hated the people he was with pretty much all the time. Probably go crazy.

Simon heard music playing as he got closer to the bus. The Devil Wears Prada...probably Haylee. Simon chuckled. Of course the boy would have the music loud enough to hear from outside. He opened the door and stepped inside, the music now accompinied by Haylee's own screaming. Simon rolled his eyes and zipped off his sweater, throwing it on a couch. It sure was hot out. But that was California, and Simon loved California. He made his way to the back of the bus, past the bathroom, not bothering to let Haylee know he was here. He picked up a book and began reading, waiting until Haylee was out and dressed. Then Simon heard the music from the other boy's game and chuckled, before making his way to the front of the bus. "Put on some clothes, loser." Simon chuckled again.

Count: 517.
Tags: Haylee.
Lyrics: Girls Do What They Want- The Maine.
Outfit: Click
Notes: Sorry for taking so long. D;</sup>