"White?" I hear a voice shout
"What" I shout back
"Get here" the voice screams
"Where's here" I shout laughing slightly I can't be serious...ever
"In the kitchen" it screams
I slowly make my way over to the kitchen
"Hey Travis" I say weary
"Boss to you, white! Right... Don't scream, don't cry, don't Harass them about following you on your tweets or anything"
"Don't worry I won't!" I state
"And it's twitter" I say walking off
I grab my camera, for the interview, note pad and my satchel with my lap top.
"My heart, this heart, it beats only for you, beats for you" I hear in a loud screamo voice from my pocket and every one else hears it too, I pick up my phone
"Hello?" I say in to the phone
"Remember to go to Marcie for the address of the interview place!" Travis screams down the phone
"I will!, where are you?" I ask
"Behind you!" He says
I hang up and turn around
"Why did you phone me you were right behind me?" I ask
"You weren't listening to me so I knew you pick up your phone!" He says
He has got a point
I sigh and walk out "Marcie what's the 1D interview address?"
"I'll text it to you, just don't be late" she shouts
"Ok bye" I walk out Idiot!