Hey Guys! I had this new idea of a fan fiction. This chapter doesn't really give much of an idea of the plot, but you'll see! i'm really excited about it. Please give me your thoughts!
Chapter 0
Another fit of screaming shook the walls of the Madison Square Garden in New York. Nick’s finger slipped on his guitar; causing the chord he was playing sound sour. What was going on with him? Nick put his guitar down and sighed, they had 20 minutes til the show started, and he had yet to get in the mood. For the first time in his life of performing, he was being affected. The business of the crew usually excited him and the screaming gave him the adrenaline rush he needed to put on a good show. Rushes of emotions were flowing through him. He was annoyed at people for not stopping to see if he was okay. He was frustrated that he was not feeling ready for one of the biggest shows on tour. He was worried that he lost his love for performing and that he would mess of the show.
Nick just did not want to do this anymore. What was the point? The label was pushing the music they wanted to hear and not what they were writing. They computerized the music he wrote into the stuff he hated to hear. Everything was about how it would sell.
He missed being able to just go out and hanging out. Paparazzi had become unbearable. Before, there were occasional paparazzi because they weren’t exactly the most scandalous people to follow. Now, they were stalking them trying to catch something to make headlines. Paparazzi weren’t the only thing holding him back from going out. Mobs of girls made it impossible to go out anywhere. They were even at risk from getting injured when mobbed by girls. Joe still loved it, but Nick couldn’t handle it anymore.
“Nick! Come on, we’re going onstage.” Joe yelled over the screaming.
“Hey dude, what’s the matter?” Kevin asked putting his hand on Nick’s shoulder.
Nick shook his head, “Nothing. Let’s just get this done.”
They rose onto stage, and Nick forced a smile. The screaming got even louder when they did. Nick played the whole concert with that forced smile and fake enthusiasm the whole concert. At least they seemed to believe it, they were still screaming.
When the concert finished, Nick guzzled a water bottle and wiped his face with a towel. “They loved us!” Joe said, giving them each a high five.
Nick nodded and smiled, “Yeah. Hey guys, I’m going to head to bed.”
“You alright?” Joe asked.
“Yeah, just feeling a little tired.”
Kevin looked at Joe, “Okay. Suit yourself.”
Nick left his brothers and headed to the bus. After taking a quick shower, he grabbed his Mac and closed the curtain around his bunk. His wallpaper materialized onto the screen and sent a blue glow around his bunk. Nick sighed and leaned against the wall of his bunk. His homepage loaded up, and Nick scanned the site. What’s new! iChat. Nick clicked on the link and was guided to the iChat site. He hesitated before clicking register. It was risky for him to register, but that’s what he needed. To talk to other people as a normal person, no one would know who he was.
