Come Back Home

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He was magnetic, electric, unreal. With his blonde shaggy hair and his hazel eyes you could get lost in. We never lost each other's glances.

"I'm next! AGH," Cece yelled pulling me forward.

"Next please," the large security man said.

While Cece talked and got pictures with Luke, I kept my eyes focused on the beautiful boy, his eyes locked on mine.

Someone tapped him, pulling both of us out of our trances. They led him behind a curtain where he caught one last glance at me before disappearing from my sight.

I snapped back into reality when Cece yelled, "next person!"

Cece met all of the people she wanted too, my thoughts circulating around the handsome boy.

"Now is the show," she grinned.

"Show?! We still have more?"

"Yes, yes we do," she replied.

I sighed as we went to the VIP section close to the front. While we waited for the show, we stood in the crowd of people burning up. The Florida heat, big crowd, and bad air conditioning did NOT help the situation.

After what felt like hours, someone finally came out to introduce the performers.

Cece watched, engulfed in happiness and interest, like the rest of the pre-teen girls were. I was probably the oldest one there. I was 17 and Cece was 13, 4 years older than half the people there was... Interesting.

She jumped up and down to the performers who came out. I tried to look excited for her, but again, I had no idea who these people were, until the blonde boy came out onto the stage with a ukulele in hand.