The Midnight Beast in NYC

Chapter 1

"Girllllll, hurry up or we're gonna be late!" Vera yelled as she pounded on my door. "Five minutes, just give me five minutes," I shouted back as I shimmied into my Stefan Red skinny jeans. I was going to see The Midnight Beast, my like favorite band ever, tonight for their first show in the U.S. and I had to look perfect. I opened the door for V as I simultaneously dropped my makeup bag on my counter by my vanity mirror. V sauntered into the room and rolled her eyes at me. "Whatchu bothering doing your makeup for? You're just gonna get all gross and sweaty at the show," she said. I looked at her in the mirror as I swiped mascara onto my eyelashes. "What do you think I'm doing my make up for? Duh, I'm gonna be seeing Stefannnnn," I squealed like a total fan girl. Getting control of myself I added, "And first impressions are everything!" Stefan's the lead singer of The Midnight Beast and if you ask me the best part of the band. He's like gorgeous with this fluffy hair that is just begging to be touched and these beautiful brown eyes. I mean don't get me wrong, I love me some Dru and Ash, the other two members in the band, but for me, Stefan is the main attraction. And it's not just all about looks either. He writes the lyrics too, which are great. Anddd he has the voice of a freakin' angel. No lie. I finish my makeup by rolling my fav lip gloss over my lips and stick my tongue out at Vera in the mirror. "Let's go bitch," I say as I grab my purse off my bed.