we arrive at the arena with three hours before anyone is allowed in. "Wanna go get dinner? im starvingggg!" i whine as i cross my hands over my chest. "fine you little brat!" Jenny says as she pulls into an in-and-out burger. "you go, i cant eat this stuff! i like my animals!" she says parking the car and switching off the engine. "you sure? i'll get you some fries!" i close the door of the car before she can react, she'll thank me later. i walk into the small building and am suddenly interruped by a gust of warm air that the vent has strategically decided to blow on me at this moment.
it makes me body instantly relax. this entire ride here i have been thinking about that stupid dream. why did i dream about hell? is it a sign? did i go and was sent back? i walk up to the snaking line of people as i begin to wander in my own head, getting lost in the chaos that is my brain.
my turn arrives and i immedatly order my food and wait for the lady to retreive it for me. i stand up agianst a wall observing the people that began to fill the building. a 40 year old woman with an annoying child who wont shut up, a city girl on the phone, making sure everyone hears her conversation. and then i see him, a boy on the other side of the resturant. his hair swept perfectly to the side, his eyes were a peircing gold, his perfectly chisled face. he was gorgeous, it almost seemed as if he weren't real...
"hey..." i say as i approch him with a smile. "you seemed lonely..." he begins to turn bright red and look down at his shoes.
"you- you dont hav- have to" he begins to spit out, twisting his fingers together to keep his composure. "well, you seem to be nice so, are you-" "45!" interrupts the lady holding my tray with a plastered smile. everytime i try to make friends..
"well...see you at the concert?" i say as awkwardly walk away to retrieve my food.
"how did you know?" he asks sheepishly
i point to his shirt. he looks down then smiles at me. holding thumbs up, "i cant wait!" he says, his eyes begin to glow at the thought of the concert.
"Emily." i say with a smile as i head out the door.
"Tyler" he says smiling at me, waving goodbye as he approches the man to order his food.
YOU ARE READING
Infinity, My Dear
Teen Fictiona story about a teenage girl named emily who is just having a rough time. between bullying, cutting, and losing her best friend to suicide, all she can do is turn to her favourite band Of Mice & Men. when she meets her idol Austin Carlile, sparks fl...
