It's now been a couple of years since I have started my career. I was just sixteen years old. I was on my tour bus traveling to Chicago. I am already working on my fifth album. Tom is now my manager and I have a bodyguard named Owen. They both care about me a lot. I'm now eighteen years old. I also had a vocal coach. Her name is Jennifer. I have known Jennifer since day one. I feel like everyone I travel with are mg family. So this is basically my life now. I am famous. I would perform every concert, and I would travel the world and this is something I have been dreaming about since I can remember. I have days where I get homesick. But this is my dream. Mom used to travel with me. But since I am eighteen, just let me do this all on my own.
As I was sitting down, I was playing with my guitar. Tom was watching me play, and sing. I fixed the tune of the guitar, and Tom asked me a question. "Are you excited about being nominated for the Grammys?" I softly smiled, "Yeah."
I received a phone call and it was my sister, Ashley. I made a promise that I would keep in contact with her. "Hey sis, what's up?" I asked as soon as I answered the phone. "I miss you, " Ashley said. I told her I missed her as well.
While I was backstage with Tom, he was watching me sing in the bathroom. I was warming myself up, and the concert started in five minutes. Tom would always ask me if I am feeling okay. I told him I was feeling fine, and eventually the concert started.
I was hurrying to my tour bus as my bodyguard Bryan was trying to protect me. He was trying to back away some of my fans, so they wouldn't attack me. I then got in the tour bus, and eventually I was back on the road. My fans were chasing after the bus, some of them were even crying.
So this was basically my life. I'm eighteen, rich, and I love what I do. Singing has always been my passion. I just never thought that my dreams would actually come true. I made my first music video when I was sixteen.
People became obsessed, and of course I have haters. Sometimes when I am going into town, I'm being noticed. Some of the people want pictures, and others just like to chat. But I just wished I could have time for myself, but all I know is that I will never get my privacy. I am being watched by Tom, and Bryan would go wherever I go. Tom and Bryan are like two of my favorites. They always know what is best for me.
Paparazzis were everywhere when I had just finished an interview. Tom kept telling me to ignore them, and he was pushing them away. Bryan was making sure he was doing his job. I heard my name being called as I knew the paparazzi were wanting attention. I am known as Blake Harrison, but my stage name is just Blake. I may look like I am a normal person, and I am, I just got really famous.
Another concert was being performed. People were cheering, and I could hear them from afar. It was dark and the lights were shining on me. I was sitting on a stool and I started playing my guitar.
I am known as a heartthrob, and girls are obsessed with me. However, I did meet with one guy who was my fan. His name was Spencer and he was nice. I met him during a meet and greet. He said that someday he would like to be a singer just like me. It made me feel good, I seriously cannot live without my fans.