"Annabeth! Annabeth, wake up, honey, please wake up!" A voice pleaded.
I opened my eyes slowly and saw Trish's worried face hovering over me.
"Trish, your eyes are totally bugging out like a fish," I said the first thing that came to mind.
"How do you feel?" She asked, still worried.
"I'm fine, what the hell are you standing over me for?" I tried to sit up but I was pushed back onto the cold hard ground. "And what the fuck am I doing on the floor? I didn't fall again did I?" I was known for being clumsy.
"No, it was Mitch, he hit you. Don't you remember?" James said.
"Umm," I thought hard trying to remember. "Faintly, I suppose."
"The cops came and arrested him." He told me.
"Ah, I see." I nodded.
"Here, sweetie, put this on your head." The nurse knelt down beside me and held an ice pack to my head.
"Thank you." I said and sat up against the wall.
"How do you feel?" She asked.
"My head hurts like a mother but other than that I'm fine, honestly."
She nodded and headed back to her office, most likely to call my mom.
"Hey." Kyle said and sat down next to me.
"Hey," I smiled and turned to James and Trish. "Can we have a minute?"
They nodded and walked away.
"I wanna kill that prick." He said.
"I know, I know. Just don't do anything irrational, he's not worth it." I sighed.
"Listen, you're my best friend, alright. I may act all tough and shit but you know how sweet I can be." Kyle looked in my eyes.
"Yeah, I do." I grinned and brushed his blonde hair out of his face.
He smiled like a little kid and I kissed his cheek.
We hugged briefly and Kyle stood up before helping me to my feet.
I got dizzy and stumbled back a few steps and Kyle grabbed me, "I think I should take you home."
"No, I'm fine, I just got a head rush."
Kyle lead me into the auditorium and sat me down in one of the chairs.
I sighed and tried to clear my head.
There was silence between Kyle and I, it wasn't awkward or anything, it was peaceful. I fell asleep in the chair and slept dreamlessly.
I woke up with a pounding headache and I was in my bed, which was odd because I didn't remember coming home.
"Ma?" I asked as I stepped into the hallway.
No one answered so she must've been at work.
The light was on in the bathroom and the door was open so I stepped into the doorway.
"What're you doing?" I asked Kyle who was standing at the sink.
He spun around quickly with his phone in his hand, "Oh, just had to make a call."
"I see. So, why are we not at school?" I asked, though I didn't really care.
"Because you got the day off because of Mitch and I just skipped." He shrugged.
I sighed and got a bottle of asprin out of the medicine cabinet.
I took one out and got a drink of water directly from the faucet.
"You should probably lay back down." Kyle said.
I shook my head and started walking downstairs into the living room.
The doorbell rang and I hurried to open it.
Trish was standing on the small porch clutching an envelope in her hands. It was pouring down rain and she was soaked, but that little white envelope, was kept perfectly dry and safe, it must've been important.
"Annabeth!" She tackle-hugged me.
"Hey." I smiled and hugged her back.
"Guess what!" She shouted.
"I don't know but I bet you'll tell me!"
"Open this!" She screamed and handed me the envelope.
I opened it slowly and a four concert tickets fluttered into my palm. I turned over the tickets to see who they were for.
The tickets read ALL TIME LOW, as headliners, and HEY MONDAY and WE THE KINGS as openers.
"Oh my jesus!" I shouted. "How'd you get these? They've been sold out for weeks!"
"I have my ways!" She grinned. "So, I was thinking you, me, my boy Ben, and whoever you want to take."
I smiled and looked over my shoulder at Kyle.
"Do you wanna go?" I asked him.
"Are you gonna act like a crazy fangirl if we do go?" He asked.
"No, well, yeah, probably. Yeah, I'm gonna act like a crazy fangirl. But, in my defense, it's fucking All Time Low! What am I supposed to do? Just sit there like a loser?" I yelled.
He cringed breifly.
"Sorry. I'm just really excited."
"Yeah, I'll go. You may need me to hold you back so that you don't run up on stage and try to rape them." He nodded.
"Honey, it wouldn't be rape." I laughed.
I turned back to Trish. "Trish Conners, you are my best friend in the world, and I love you! And I totally owe you a kick ass birthday present."
She grinned, "So it's settled, we're gonna see All Time Low tomorrow night at 8 o'clock!"
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