Laying face down in my bunk I could still hear Jack's squeal-like laugh over the loud music. I thought burying myself under the covers with my Mickey doll would drown out the party in the next room but there was no chance of that. It'd been a whole two weeks since Colussy left and I honestly thought I would manage alone. How hard could it be to make sure that Four twenty-somethings arrived to their venues on time? It's like gathering sheep.

Life had been a non-stop party since Colussy left, before that the guys would have at least turned down the music by now and started to get drowsy. But it was four in the morning and I knew I would have to deal with four major hang-overs tomorrow. Alex has suggested that I look for a replacement for Colussy but I had assured him that I was fine working alone and I didn't need anyone else under my feet. Maybe tomorrow I would think about what Alex said, and start looking for a new assistant.

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It was 9am when I woke up, the guys had dragged themselves into their bunks a few hours before so I was grateful I didn't have to climb over half-naked drunken bodies. I headed out of the bunk area, grabbed my laptop and sat at the table glancing over webpages of people looking for jobs. after two and a half hours only two people had caught my eye, Walter and Taylor.

Walters profile had a picture of him at the top, he looked about 19 a little younger than I wanted but his qualifications were pretty exceptional for a high school leaver. I considered him for a while but his profile said he liked Miley Cyrus and knitting. we would have next to nothing in common, but maybe that would be for the best? I hated to have to get to know new people and maybe if I just let him do his job I could get the tour completed and head home.

Before I decided, I checked the other profile. Taylor Jade. There was no picture on Taylors profile I though maybe he was camera shy but continued to read his profile anyway. Taylor liked music, reading and was learning to play guitar. His favorite band was Brand New. I couldn't decide whether I should have an assistant that had nothing in common with me, so we could just get the job done, or someone who would actually be friends with the guys. Would it just be another guy for me to take care of? An hour later and I had decided to send Taylor an e-mail, hoping I wouldn't regret my abrupt decision.

Hey Taylor,
I saw your advertisement on tourjobs.com I'm looking for an assistant tour manager to help manage a band of four. The band is All Time Low and they have 7 months and 3 days left of their current tour. pay is negotiable, let me know if you're interested.
J Matthew Flyzik.

Notes

I know it's a really short first chapter but I wanted to know if anybody was interested in the concept before I continue. There really aren't enough Flyzik fics on here.