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    Where I Belong – (Chapter: It all comes together)

    As i get off the tour bus i can see my best friend Sam waiting on the hood of her car for me, and damn she looks stunning. I always tell her to let me have one night with her and she would never go back to her boy friend, she has a baby blue Fox tank top on with a pair of black ripped jeans. Her hair is down and curly, her face lights up when she sees me and i run to her.

    "Sammm!! Hiiii!" I say as she jumps into my arms

    "Hi Ashhh how was your trip?" She says as i release her from our hug, I had just got off of a three month tour across the U.S. My last tour for a year while i went to school to try and get my degree….finding what i wanted my degree in i guess you could say, sure i could be a rockstar my whole life but after so long it get old, staying in a different hotel everynight, if sleeping at all. Sure i love to party just as much as the next 20 year old, even more i bet, but three years in and i was starting to head down the wrong path, drugs, sex, fame and rock and roll baby thats what its all about. But after waking up after a gig and realizing i spent all the money i made that night on drugs and alcohol scared the shit out of me. So the next day i told everyone I was done for a year, i was going to go to school and become…well i havent figured that out yet but i was going to become someone, someone who people wanted to be around becaus ei was a good person, not because I was famous. I wanted to become a good person.

    "It was great, really great. I’m going to miss it…but this is whats best for me" I say with a weak smile. The night after i woke up with almost nothing i called her and she was there for me every night when everyone else would go out and party all night long, Sam would be there for me for two years she was there for me whenever i needed her. We’d talk for hours about anything and eveything. It never got old either and thats what i loved about her. I’d been clean and sober for three months and Sam had everything to do with it. She’d gotten me into a great school, and even a small scholarship to play softball. I havent even touched a softball in 3 years, but when we were younger thats all me and her did. We played on a travel ball team when we were 16. I played center and she plays shortstop at her school now. She is going to school to be a Elementary Gym Teacher. She’ll be great at it too, thats what i want, to know what i want to do and be good at it, I admire her in so many ways…may even have a small…well huge crush on her.

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