I woke up the day of the concert with a smile on my face.
I got out of bed and cranked All Time Low's latest cd, Dirty Work.
I danced around my room as I picked out my clothes for the day and got ready to get in the shower.
"Whoo!" I yelled as I Feel Like Dancin' started.
Happy, that was how I felt. Like I wanted to run around acting crazy, I wanted to dance in street, I wanted run into a grocery store and start singing to random people, I wanted to have fun!
But that would all happen tonight, when I went to the concert, when I saw the hottest man on the planet, Mr. Alexander Willam Gaskarth.
I ran into my bathroom and danced as I took my shower.
I shook my ass when I was standing at the counter drying my hair and applying my make-up.
"What are you doing?" Kevin asked when I danced my way into the kitchen.
"What's it look like?" I said.
"It seems that you're acting stupid."
"I guess it would seem like that." I laughed, no one could ruin this day.
"Well stop." He sneered.
"I don't think I can!"
I grabbed an apple off the counter and got my book bag.
When I shimmied my way out the door I saw Kyle's car parked in the driveway.
I walked to the drivers window and peered inside, he was sleeping.
I tapped on the window.
He didn't budge so I opened the door.
"Kyle." I prodded him in the side.
"Good morning." He smiled groggily.
"You need to wake up so we can go to school." I said gently.
He shooked his head rapidly and wiped the sleep out of his eyes. "Alright, get in."
I smiled and walked around to the passenger side.
"So, how did you sleep?" He asked.
"Alright, I suppose. And you?" I asked.
"Good, my neck hurts a little but it's fine." He shrugged and started the car.
"You could've stayed in my bed. We haven't had a sleep-over in almost two years!"
"We should do that tonight."
I gasped, "We should! That would be so fun!"
He grinned and sped towards the school.
When we got there Trish was waiting by my parking space.
"I hope this day goes fast!" She groaned and I got out of the car.
"So do I, Trish, so do I." I hugged her quickly and we walked towards the building.
"Kyle! Slow down! You walk too fast!" Trish complained as he walked past us.
"It's not my fault you're wearing stilettos to school." He laughed.
"Wedges! These are wedges!" She pointed to her feet.
I laughed and pulled her along.
"Hey, Annabeth!" Kori Miller smiled and approached me with a smile on her face.
"What?" I sighed and folded my arms across my chest.
"You going to the All Time Low concert tonight?" She asked, still smiling.
"We should totally go together, it would be so fun!" She gushed and touched my arm with her fingertips.
I cringed away automatically. "How would that be fun in anyway?"
"Because, we can finally become friends!" She giggled.
"Um, well, yeah, let's go with no." I nodded and smiled fakely.
"Whatever bitch." She turned away but then turned back. "Why don't you just go kill yourself so you can be with your precious little brother again."
I froze, I couldn't believe she brought that up. Everyone knew that while my family lived in California that my brother had been stabbed and I had been beaten. The man who did it was never found, but my little brother Jacoby had died and the man beat me and knocked me unconcious.
I woke up in the hospital and every memory of what happened came rushing back to me, I remembered seeing the knife rammed into my brother's side and tears streamed down his face as he screamed. The man pulled the knife out and brother fell to floor and bled out.
I screamed from the floor, my mouth was dripping blood but I was still concious. I tried to stand, tried to hurt the man as best I could but he had the advantage. He kicked me in the ribs and then in the head.
Tears pricked the corners of my eyes and I fell into Kyle who was standing beside me.
"Listen, just don't listen to her, alright. She's just a bitch, we're going to go to that concert tonight and we're going to have fun. And if she's there and she's moshing, then well, you can beat the shit out her then." He whispered.
I giggled at the thought of being able to punch Kori in the face. "Thanks, Kyle."
"Let's go." He pulled me to my locker and opened it for me.
I took out my English book and walked into class with Kyle in tow.
We took our seats and class started.
The day passed in a blur and next thing I know, it's one hour before we have to leave.
"Ahhhhh! Kyle! Help!" I screamed down the stairs where Kyle was waiting.
He ran up the stairs the quickly. "What? What happened?"
"I have nothing to wear!" I said gesturing to my body.
He looked and stared for a moment, I was only wearing my bra and panties.
"Just wear jeans." He shrugged.
I sighed, "It's not that simple."
I turned back to my closet and rummaged around before I managed to find my favorite pair of shorts. They were super short, even shorter now that my legs had gotten longer.
I held the white denim shorts in front of me and cocked my head to the side.
"Perfect!" I slid the shorts on and buttoned them.
"Here, try this shirt." Kyle tossed me a bright red camisole.
I smiled and pulled the shirt on.
I put my hands on my hips and smiled at my reflection.
"Now let's go!" Kyle picked me up and ran down the stairs.
I giggled as he put my down.
I found my red converse that I left in the living room and put them on.
Trish came bursting into the house with a huge smile on her face, "Are you ready bitchezzzz?"
We laughed and got in the car where Ben was waiting.
"Hi!" I laughed.
"Hey." He smiled back, Ben was a sweet guy.
"Go! Go! Go!" Trish yelled and pointed at the clock.
Ben sped towards the venue, the Chicago House of Blue's.
Tonight was going to be amazing.
The car ride was silent, well sort of, it was hard to talk because Trish was blasting So Wrong, It's Right and screaming the words.
"What's wrong?" I yelled to Kyle who was staring blankly out the window.
"What?" He yelled back.
"You okay?" I screamed in his ear.
"I can't hear you!" He screamed back.
I got out my cell phone and typed "U ok?" and sent it to him.
"Yeah, y? Do i look not ok?" He sent back.
"U look kinda out of it." I replied.
"Nah, im good. :)"
"Good!" I typed back and smiled at him.
Trish turned down the radio and shouted "Oh, fuck! That's them! That's fucking All Time Low!"
I nearly jumped out of the car when I saw the boys signing autographs for the kids who were already in line.
"Stop the fucking car!" I yelled.
Ben let us out and Trish and I ran towards the crowd.
Trish having bony elbows and a knack for getting people out the way got us to the front out the crowd within a minute.
"Hello." A man with honey hair turned towards us, it was Alex Gaskarth.
He was much taller in person and he leaned over a few other people to hug us.
I turned to Trish and giggled, "Best hug ever!"
Alex must've heard me because he looked at me and winked.
I blushed and looked down.
"Alex, man, come on!" Rian yelled.
"Why?" He yelled back.
"Fuck." Alex mumbled.
"Are you two going to be at the show?" Alex asked us.
"Come find us backstage." He said and handed us two all access passes.
"Thanks so much!" I grinned.
"I just want to see you later." He smiled and walked away.
I nearly collapsed, Alex wanted to see us? Why us? We were just...well, us!
Everyone started to clear out so Trish and I grabbed Ben and Kyle before getting in line.
"I think I'm going to die." Trish said.
"Same here." I nodded "But you know what? I would be totally fine with that."
"Yeah." She nodded back.
We were both breathless, most likely from a mix of adrenaline and shock.
We waiting in line for three hours before a man working with the venue opened the front doors and shouted, "Everyone can come in now!"
The guy was smart because he ran to get out of the way of the stampede.
We were the fourth group waiting in line so we got inside quicly.
We showed our tickets and got them scanned before we ran inside. We were all fast so we got dead center in the third row.
"Oh, I didn't even show you!" Trish said.
I looked over and she opened her bag, it was filled with bras.
"Great minds think alike." I grinned and showed her my bag, also filled with bras.
The lights dimmed after a few minutes and everyone cheered.
Hey Monday's set was first and they sounded amazing but I couldn't focus, I wanted All Time Low.
By the time We The Kings Set was finished I was getting really anxious.
"Gah! I can't stand this anymore." I told Kyle.
"Chill out, they're started in like ten minutes." He told me.
"I know! That's too long!"
Kyle laughed and shook his head.
I was bouncing on the balls of my feet with the lights dimmed again.
It got so loud when the boys walked out onstage.
"Look at Zack! Look at Zack!" A girl next to me yelled.
He was shirtless, which wasn't out of the ordinary for him, but still, it was a very nice thing to see.
"Good evening, Chicago!" Alex yelled into the mike and everyone cheered.
"How you doing?" Jack yelled.
"This song's called Lost In Stereo and we hope you like it!"
The song started and everyone started dancing.
Trish and Ben were grinding on each other.
Kyle and I shrugged and started dancing.
By the time the set was finished I was exhausted.
"That was insanity!" I said as I looked in my bag, no bras left.
"I know right! So, are you ready for backstage?" She asked.
"Is my make up okay?" I asked.
"Smudgy, but it looks hot." She grinned. "What about mine?"
"Perfect as usual!"
We told the boys what we were going to do, they just nodded and headed out to the car.
A few minutes later Kyle texted me saying, "ben has to go to work. when should i pick u 2 up?"
I texted back, "not sure. will text u ltr when."
I stuck my phone in my pocket, grabbed Trish's wrist and started pulling her backstage.
"Hold up!" A security gaurd stopped us.
We flashed our passes and he let us through without another word.
"Where do we go?" Trish whispered when we entered a large hallway.
"Uh, I'm assuming the room with the placard that says 'All Time Low'." I pointed to the door a few feet away from us.
"Yeah, I guess that would make sense."
We walked forward with shaking knees.
I raised my hand and knocked on the door.
The door started to open and a voice yelled, "Yeah, bro, just put your pants on!"
I giggled and the door opened the rest of the way to reveal Alex holding a red cup in his hand with no shirt on.
"Ooh," I heard Trish mumbled.
"Oh, you came!" Alex grinned and pulled us inside.
"Totally, when a rockstar tells you to do something, you do it." I laughed.
"Fair enough." He laughed. "So, what are your names?"
"I'm Annabeth and this is my best friend Trish." I said.
"Well, I'm Alex, it's nice to meet you." He held out his hand and we shook it.
"It's nice to meet you too." I smiled seductively.
"So, come on, let me get you some drinks. Wait, how old are you?" he asked.
"We're both sixteen." Trish said.
"Do you really care?" I asked with a small laugh.
"Course not!" He winked and pulled us towards the bar. "What do you guys want?"
"Slippery nipple, extra slippery." Trish told the bartender.
"Bud light." I said.
Alex seemed impressed with my order and I couldn't help but smile.
The bartender handed us our drinks and I took a sip of my beer. "Yum."
Alex laughed and Trish just wrinkled her nose.
"What?" I asked her.
"Nothing, beer is just nasty." She said.
"I'm sorry, I drink like a man! It's my fault!" I said and Alex laughed again.
"Well, stop it!" Trish giggled.
"Ah, you two are great." Alex said. "Come meet the guys."
He pulled us along and introduced us, "This is Rian Dawson, Jack Barakat, and Zack Merrick."
We waved to the guys and said, "Hey."
"And guys, this is Annabeth and Trish."
Rian and Zack nodded and said, "Hi."
Jack, however, ran forward and hugged us.
"Oh, wow." I said with a chuckle.
Jack let go of us but remained focused on Trish.
"I'm impressed." Alex complimented.
"By what?" Trish and I asked.
"People usually don't react that well to Jack's...well, just to Jack in general." He nodded.
I laughed and looked Alex in the eyes. I lost myself in them. Was I really falling in love?
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