logan: *trying to keep an eye on the road while driving* so kathrine was it?
kat: yah?
logan: where do you think kendall would be?
kat: well his favorite food is pizza right? he could be at pizza hut.
james: *whispering to ruthe* dont you think its a little odd that she knows so much about kendall?
ruthe: it is. especially since her favorite member of the band is logan.. if freaky.. she even knows logans shoe size..
*they stop at pizzahut and spot kendall*
carlos: kendall! there you are, dude where've you been?
kendall: sorry guys, i just.. sometimes i get sick of performing, i mean this is our dream, i love doing this its great, its just hard cause the chance for us to be regular teens is slipping away. I just wanted one day out, to be normal.
silvia: kendall you are a regular teen, your just a regular teen with amazing talents! and you owe it to your fans to be at the show, do you know how many girls have been praying every night so that nothing would go wrong and stop the concert? ALOT. so get on that bus, cause you've got a show to perform!
kat: good pep talk sill
silvia: thanks im usually not good at this stuff
james: well you were great at it today! come on guys lets go!
*they arrive back at the concert, the boys run on stage to greet the fans* (while the girls sit on chairs on the stage watching)
*kendall speaks into the microphone*
Kendal: hey guys sorry for the delay, i snuck of so i could be normal, but then i came back because i realise... this is my someday.
*the boys start singing "this is our someday*
*after the concert*
carlos: thanks girls, you've been a real help
james: this has been one of the most memorable concert's yet
kendall: what about that time when that girl hid in our tour bus and followed you into your hotel room?
james: well this comes second *laughs*
the bands manager: look thanks, if there's anything the boys can do for you.. just ask
kat: well there is one thing...
carlos: what is it?
kat: logan, can i have a hug?
*logan hugs kat and friends*
kat: BEST. DAY. EVER!!!!! *kat faints*
THE END
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kat: yah?
logan: where do you think kendall would be?
kat: well his favorite food is pizza right? he could be at pizza hut.
james: *whispering to ruthe* dont you think its a little odd that she knows so much about kendall?
ruthe: it is. especially since her favorite member of the band is logan.. if freaky.. she even knows logans shoe size..
*they stop at pizzahut and spot kendall*
carlos: kendall! there you are, dude where've you been?
kendall: sorry guys, i just.. sometimes i get sick of performing, i mean this is our dream, i love doing this its great, its just hard cause the chance for us to be regular teens is slipping away. I just wanted one day out, to be normal.
silvia: kendall you are a regular teen, your just a regular teen with amazing talents! and you owe it to your fans to be at the show, do you know how many girls have been praying every night so that nothing would go wrong and stop the concert? ALOT. so get on that bus, cause you've got a show to perform!
kat: good pep talk sill
silvia: thanks im usually not good at this stuff
james: well you were great at it today! come on guys lets go!
*they arrive back at the concert, the boys run on stage to greet the fans* (while the girls sit on chairs on the stage watching)
*kendall speaks into the microphone*
Kendal: hey guys sorry for the delay, i snuck of so i could be normal, but then i came back because i realise... this is my someday.
*the boys start singing "this is our someday*
*after the concert*
carlos: thanks girls, you've been a real help
james: this has been one of the most memorable concert's yet
kendall: what about that time when that girl hid in our tour bus and followed you into your hotel room?
james: well this comes second *laughs*
the bands manager: look thanks, if there's anything the boys can do for you.. just ask
kat: well there is one thing...
carlos: what is it?
kat: logan, can i have a hug?
*logan hugs kat and friends*
kat: BEST. DAY. EVER!!!!! *kat faints*
THE END
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