The Soundrack of Your Summer.

"Ok so what's new oh-so-wonderful brother of mine?"
"Nothing, new tour coming up. Guys'll pick us up tonight. Get everything packed."
"Ok, nice to know you wanna help."
"Thats what brothers are for."
Sometimes I hated Bryan.
I mean, for one thing, me packing EVERYTHING. Why couldnt he pack a bit.
I mean come on.
Who's older? Defiantly not me.
There was a knock at the door and since Bryan was "packing" I had to answer.
I walked to the door to see no one there.
I walk out of the apartment and see no one.
I turned around and walked into the apartment, only to have Martin Johnson jump out behind me making me scream.
"Oh my god, Martin you scared the living crap out of me!"
"Good" he said with a smirk. "Where's your brother?"
"In his room."
"BRYAN GET OUT HERE!"
"Hold on I'm packing."
"Well when you're done get out here!"
"I better go pack too." I said walking around Martin, and halfway getting run over by my brother running to get the necessities out of the bathroom.
Darn, what do I need...
CLOTHES.
I packed some band tees, skinny leg jeans, shorts, and the such.
Ok, what else...
Laptop.
I put my laptop in its case and went rummaging through my room for my ipod.
I grabbed my makeup and slung it into the suitcase.
Then I was getting my shampoo, conditioner, straightener, toothpaste, and my toothbrush.
When I was all packed I ran to the bus to drop off everything. Then I went to get my merch stuff to put in the trailer, along with the other shirts, buttons, and cds.
I ran on the bus only to see Poolie.
"Hiya." He said.
"H-he-hey" I said trying to catch my breath.
"You sound like you ran a marathon. You ok?"
"Ye-yeah I'm just fi-fine."
"Okay"
Then everyone got on and we drove to the first venue.