I was screaming louder than my 13 year old sister, louder than the girl next to me, and louder than the old white guy staring at me in a state of disgust. I couldn't care about him. I was crying throughout all of State Of Grace, Red, and The Lucky One. "The heck is wrong with you?", my sister asked. I didn't answer. THE ENTIRE PERFORMANCE I held up my lighted, sparkly, hardcore "TAYLOR IS QUEEN" sign.
THERE WAS THIS ONE SONG WHERE TAYLOR DID FLY AROUND TE STADIUM, AND WHEN SHE SAW ME SHE LOOKED ME IN THE EYES AND OH MY GOD AHH.
Towards the end of the sparkling production, I was greeted by Taylor's mother. I started to cry as soon as i saw her, and I cried even more when she approached me. "Hello, I'm Mrs. Swift." , "I kNOw!" i said still crying and sobbing over the fact that an icon's mother was standing infront of me. "I'd love for you and your sister to attend Tea-Time with Taylor, here are your wristbands. Congrats!","THANK YOU SO SO MUCH OH MY GOD THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE OH MY GOD OH MY GOD!".
I walk into the tea room and it's trashed and there are security guards everywhere. I went up to a guard and asked what was going on,"this is a classified area sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."
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FanfictionTaylor Swift: " America's sweetheart" is not exactly who you thought she was.