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Hi, my name is Nick Carter. Most of you know me as the cute blonde one in the Backstreet Boys. Hee hee! Alright, in all seriousness, I love being in the group. The guys are like my brothers. I mean, I already have one pain in the ass little brother named Aaron, but these guys are my big brothers. They look after me and make sure I’m well taken care of. It’s nice to be loved by someone outside my family. It makes me feel special (not that my fans don’t make me feel special, but you know what I mean.)

Okay, I’m getting a little off track here. Where was I? Ah, yes, being a Backstreet Boy. Okay, so here we are…it’s in 1996 and we’ve been together for three solid years. It was a bit of a rough start, but things are picking up for us. Our fans in Europe love us, as well as Canada. We’re slowly moving into gaining a few fans in our home country, the states of course. Yes, life is sweet. I got everything I need. I’m sixteen years old, I’m a star, girls love me, and I don’t have to put up with my little brother. Heh! Alright, ya’ll act like you’ve never seen brothers fight before. Yeah, right. You know you’d be glad to get away from the little rugrat too if you were me. Don’t get me wrong, I love my brother. He’s just…hmm…how do I put this? He’s just Aaron. That’s all I can say about him. My little brother is a miniature version of me, but less sweet. I’m the sweet one, not him. Uh huh…that’s it, I’m the sweet one.

Ah, there I go again! Man, I always do that! I can’t hang on to a single thought long enough to finish my story. Where was I going with this? Damn, I don’t remember! Oh, yeah! Now I remember! Okay, let me try this again and this time I won’t stop until I’m finished.

So, anyway, like I said. I’m a Backstreet Boy, it’s 1996, and we’re about to go on tour. I can’t wait! It’s going to be great! Tons of things to see, lots of girls, great places to shop…lots of girls, great food…did I mention the girls? Yeah, tour life is the best! I’m very excited!

Of course, we don’t leave until tomorrow and I still haven’t even packed. My mom’s going to throw a hissy fit when she sees my suitcase is still empty. Oh, well. She’ll get over it. I mean, what’s the rush? I’ve got all night…and in the morning before I leave. Moms can be such a pain in the ass. She acts like I’m a child. I think I know what I’m doing by now.

“Nick, you better be up there packing!“ said the voice of my mother.

Uh, oh…busted! “Yeah, I’m packing.“

Okay, so I lied…sue me! I’ll deal with her later. For now, I’m just going to sit here and enjoy my music and play a little Kid Nicky. That’s how I roll. I’m Nick Carter…Backstreet Boy and 100% all around great guy. You know you love me! Alright, so I’m done telling my story for now. I’ll have more soon. Trust me…when I’m on tour, anything is bound to happen. And you wanna know the best part? Ya’ll will get to experience it with me. Are you up for it?