They looked at me. I realized I frogot to intorduce myself, "oh sorry"I stummbled, "I'm Tisha, Tisha Jones". I extended a hand and they all took turns shaking it. "Tisha Jones huh?" Mike said and they all looked at Davy ocusingly. The look Davy gave them made me laugh. "wha'?" he shruged his shoulders. The guys just shook theri heads and lughed.

The limo stoped before anymore exchanges could be made and we got out. The Limo stoped infront of a hotel, it was breathtaking. I just looked up at it in amazement. Then I felt a pull on my arm and I was led into the hotel. These forced entries were begining to bother me. The man who was driving the white van went to the reception desk, while the five were shown a seat in the waiting room. I set beside Micky. "Mind?" I asked before sitting down completely (it was the only free seat) "not at all" he said faking an english accent. I smiled at him and sat down. "are you from around here Tisha?" "Cal me Tish. Well yes and no, I just moved here a few months ago" He flashed a smile at me and we started talking. In about five minutes I felt like I knew this guy for years. The ohter three talked among's themselves. When Micky finished telling me about the girl he met in England, the man finaly returned. Everyone stoped and looked at him "It's all ready guys here are youre keys, and I recomend getting some sleep bvefore the concert" He passed the keys to each one.

I walked with them to the elivaitor. Peter staid behind to clear things up about the room while Mike and Davy, slowly draged behind chating. When we paused to wait for the guys I leaned over to Micky and said quietly " Hey is Davy solo, You know" He grined at that. "So what if he is?" he asked grining at me, I could see a plan forming in his head. "What are you thinking?" "Nothing much just that since you got into that limo he couldn't sotp looking at ya" he smiled again. I couldn't say anything back because you know who was there. Micky noticed the look of despiration on my face and chuckeld. I flashed him a "don't you dare look" he just rose his eyebrows up and down. Before Micky got out of the elivator he insisted on shaking my hand. As I did so he passed me a note and gave me that evil grin. the elivaitor door closed. I unfloded the paper......To be continued

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