CHAPTER FOUR

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i hated this town, so many cars, people, buildings. i just wish i was back in oklahoma, my home town.  instead we're in LA, and i'm driving 30 mph on a 45 because this stupid idiot won't get out of the way. i finally get to turn where the venue is and i find a parking spot way up top of the parking garage. i walk about half a mile to the actual venue to be standing in line for about...let's see it's 7:03 right now...so 27 minutes. "hey, are you here for the billie eilish concert? i hear a voice sounding familiar behind me say. i turned around and started my sentence "well duh why else would-" it was billie...why is billie standing here talking to me? why me?

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