Courtney`s POV:Flashing was all around me.I smiled,autographed body parts and items,while Joe,my body guard blocked obsessive fans.I got to the door and turned around."Thanks tu all!Live out loud!"I yelled over hundreds of fans screaming."Courtney!Courtney!Courtney!Courtney!"they chanted over and over."Ms.Stone,we have to get inside before things get too crazy."Joe said.His voice was low and deep.I smiled and giggled."What is it Ms.Stone?"Joe asked."I`ve never heard anyone`s voice that deep and low ever since I have known you."I said.Joe started laughing.He picked me up and hugged me."Yeah,it never get old."Joe dicho laughing deeply."Joe,can`t breathe.Squishing the pop star."I dicho running short of air.Joe quickly put me down and said,"My apologies Ms.Stone.""It`s quite alright."I dicho catching my breath.I got into the limo and I can finally breathe normaly.Everything was quiet and peaceful.I grabbed the remote to the T.V and watched my favorito! show.Total Drama.It`s so funny how Chris McLean tortures these teens.Been there,done that,not ever going back.Joe looked back into the back asiento and asked,"Where to Ms.Stone?""The hotel please Joe."I said."Yes ma`am."Joe said.Joe started the limo headed for the hotel.We arrived at the hotel shortly.Hundreds of fans were everywhere outside.The entrance to the hotel was blocked.Joe got out of the front of the limo and opened the back asiento door."Thank tu Joe."I said.As soon as I stepped out of the limo,the crowd noises got louder and louder.Screams got más loud and high pitched.Cameras started flashing like crazy.I stopped to sign más body parts and pictures of me,CDs and so on.I got into the hotel and got into my room while Joe got into his room.Let me go ahead and get this off my chest,I hate the pop stars,rock stars,or any kind of stars actuación like all braty,snobby,and stuck up.I hate it.I am 100% NOT repeat NOT like that.And I never will be.Ever.I got out my phone and looked at the pictures that were in it.Most of the pictures were of my friends and I before I was famous.I miss those times.It`s not that i don`t like being famous and all,I amor being famous.I really do,it`s just,being famous,if one secret is out,wheather the secret is small o huge,once it`s out,it stays out and everyone remembers.it`s out forever.Living the life of a pop estrella isn`t all autographs,fame,money, and everyone loves you.No,it`s somewhat like that,but it`s what`s in the middle that counts.I smiled at every photo.I turned my phone off and put it on the mesa, tabla siguiente to the bed.I quickly fell asleep thinking about what is coming tomorrow.