*Before I start writing I would like to point out that I need a better title...any idea's guys?*
The screaming of ten thousand fans Is kind of disorienting. I should have expected it being as amazing as I am. A smile like a blazing sun,the golden hair of a super sayian who uses too much head and shoulders, a tan rivaling snookie's, and of course... the ''hunky'' physique.
My fans are cute. I wanna keep them all, every time they pass out at your touch or jump around like some popcorn when you give them a subtle wink. What fun it is to see them tackle each other when I throw them my glasses. I'm sorry, enough about me, the venue was a matted with the a red velvet, reminding me of a love potion I once....sorry, the limo's lining the streets were like the endless black on the beetles we use in potions. It's the mtv awards and for the first time in my career I get to host. A quick spell and my shoes tie the second I almost trip over a baby who had run on to the red carpet, a kiss on each cheek and some light conversion about Dora the explorer.