Acting Like A Guy

New York, one of my favourites states in the whole of America, I’ve been here for a couple photo shoots in the past and I could just get lost here. It’s amazing because it’s one of those states you could do something completely different every day for a good couple years. The couple times I’ve been here, I’ve had to be here for like week to do the things I want to do and Alex ends up hating me afterwards.

The guys have two sold out shows over the next two days so they’re hyped again. Most of their shows have been sold out but when they have two days at the one stop they get super excited. Mainly because we get a night off the bus and get to sleep in a hotel, get proper showers too. I share a room with Alan because we smoke and the others hate when we smoke on the bus so have to do it out the windows and stuff.

We got to New York in the early hour of the morning but by time we got rooms and all the other shit sorted out it rolled onto late morning before I was able to leave the hotel. Me, Leo and Phil are going to just walk about time square, get some pictures and some food then meet everyone back at the venue.

“I love this city” Phil beamed as we walked past a huge lit up billboard advertising Wicked in Broadway. Me and Leo just nodded in awe because everything around us was so amazing, New York is 10x busier than Hollywood and 100x brighter. In New York you feel so small because you had huge skyscrapers towering over you; it can be pretty intimidating especially since I’m so small.

“Did you guys see that?” Leo asked pointing back to a girl in just underwear riding a skateboard. Well then, that’s just weird because it’s cold out and New York is always busy with people. Will this state cease to amazing me.

After a couple hours of exploring the big city we went to a pizza joint and got some food. On this tour all I’ve ate is cheese pizza, fries or salads because I’m such a hippie. I’m all for the stop of animal cruelty so that’s why I’m a vegetarian and try to only use natural make-up. Coffee and nicotine have been my meal replacements or I just eat a shit load of junk food.

Tomorrow I’m going to go to this vegetarian restaurant in know is around 5th Avenue, or somewhere near there.
We turn up at the venue just before the rest of the guys who decided to stay and sleep in their hotel rooms. Lame! Phil and Leo get started on set up while I checked out the dressing room, I had my laptop and camera with me but the bus is out back so I can get everything else. I grabbed the desk and spinney chair then logged onto my laptop to get started on some shot’s I just took of Phil.

“Hey dude” Alan mumbled walking in the room a couple hours later, his hand was on his neck and he looked sort of in pain.

“What happened, man?” I motioned to his neck as he put some ice from the freezer on it.

“Head banging” I snorted and went back to my work, I still had some shots from last night to edit and I attended two meet and greats so I have the majority of them to do too. “I’m super-hot” Alan laughed as he saw a picture I was editing of him.

“Yeah right” I mumbled as he sat up on my desk. “You’re only hot because I edit the pictures that way” Alan flipped me off while wincing about his neck.

“Hey guys” Aarons cheery voice filled up the dressing room as he entered and plopped down on the sofa with a big smile. Aaron, I’d say, is the most talented member of the band because he sings and plays and instrument. He’s probably the nicest to because he’s just so damn happy all the time.

“Sup Aaron” I acknowledged him while Alan just grumbled about how sore his neck was. “Get up; we’re going for a smoke. Maybe then you’ll shut up about your fucking neck” he smiled as I grabbed a packet from the table.

“Go out the back door, a load of people are out the front” Aaron said just before we left the room, I nodded and went out the back fire escape. Alan wedged it open with a trash can and I gave him a cigarette.

Today’s smoking topic was just about what we wanted to be when we were younger, I told him from a young age I wanted to be a photographer because I wanted to capture people’s memories. He told me how he really wanted to be a cat just so he could sleep all day. When we smoke we always have weird thing’s to talk about, I’m starting to feel really bad about lying to them for so long. Alan and I are border line best friends and he doesn’t even know I’m a girl.

Tonight’s show was pretty crazy, the standing area was too crazy for me to even try get in to take pictures so instead I took really good ones from behind Tino, of the crowd. After the whole show was over, including the head lining band we decided to go out drinking as a party celebration for making it one month being on tour.

The whole night I had minimum drinks and I even got hit on by a couple of girls, which was so weird for me. I mean I am completely straight so I didn’t even think about it. When the guys pulled me up about it, I’d just say she wasn’t my type which is true.

The very early hours of the next morning I had to helped Joey carry Alan back from the bar to the hotel because he was so drunk and a little high. He kept playing with both our heads of hair and saying how awesome this tour was and how much he loved us both.

“Good luck sleeping in the same room as him tonight” Joey laughed walking to the door, I groaned while Alan leaned on me.

“Cheers man” I lead Alan over to his bed and lay him down. “Go to sleep” I told Alan walking to the bathroom.

“Alex, Alex. Wait! We…we have to… to smoke fir..st” He stumbled out of bed and try to grab the lighter.

“Alan, don’t. Just go to bed” I took the lighter off him and pushed him back onto his bed. He groaned about how I acted like his mom, but a male version then when on about how his mom let him smoke but not his male mom. He’s such a weird drunk, I’m so glad that I’m still level headed.

“Alex, good night” Alan yelled as I got in the bathroom. I yelled it back just before getting into the shower, an actually real, warm shower that doesn’t cut out or spray out cold water. It felt good to be in a good shower, actually getting clean. Hopefully the bus won’t smell so bad now because even the guys have admitted the horrible smell.

I got out the showers and looked in the mirror naked, I had a pretty good body, all my curves were in the right place and I had a good set of boobs. It sucks that I have to hide it all up for this stupid job, I could have met a man or something but no, I’m meant to be a man. I wrapped my boobs back up and put my stupid, uncomfortable man pyjamas.

Alan was asleep by time I got out the bathroom; he looked so out of it because he was hanging out the bed. I took a couple embarrassing couple of photos then got in the comfy hotel bed. I passed out soon after, absorbed in the comfy pillows.

Notes

Ali's New York Outfit - http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=111715611