you are woken up by your friend spam calling you in the early hours of the morning, what possibly could've happened? you answer the phone, putting it up to your ear, "what?" you said groggily.
"The O is performing at Coachella..." your friend whispers through tears. "NO..." you tear up, this can't be happening! "we have to go, it's today," your friend wails. "I WILL PACK MY BAGS RIGHT NOW!" you panic, running around your room and shoving clothes into an old black bag. "I'M COMING TO PICK YOU UP RIGHT NOW," your friend yells through tears.
(after arriving at Coachella)
you two look around, viewing all the ridiculous outfits people have on. you and your friend are wearing neon shirts with big letters spelling "I ❤️ THE O", making sure EVERYONE knows you two are their biggest fans. after waiting in fear for what seems like forever, they are finally going to perform. tears begin to fall as you see Nepo come on stage, followed by the 2 other guys (i don't know their names i am sorry). you and your friend are in the front row, waiting for Trip G to come out and start performing. you hear whispers around you, "this band is, like, not giving," you hear a girl say. "side eye..." another girl says. you can't take it anymore, you almost explode until Trip G comes onstage and starts yelling the lyrics to Let It All Hang Out. you and your friend excitedly sing along as you cheer them on, everyone else just standing still. you look around, you sense something is... off... you ignore the feeling and go back to enjoying the performance. next song performed is Anal Thermometer, then, all hell breaks loose. the crowd goes wild, the girls begin shoving their ways to the front row, waving their hands around trying to get Trip G's attention. "WE LOVE YOU!" a girl yells while falling over trying to climb onto the stage. this is the WORST! "NOOO, YOU GUYS, WE ARE THE O'S ONLY FANS, SEE?!" you yell as you point at your shirt. after that song, the crowd starts to calm down. then, they start performing Humans. everyone is chill at first, but when Nepo begins spitting out every slur ever the crowd once again goes wild. all the girls begin singing along uncontrollably, saying every slur along with him. it's like they are hypnotized. "THIS HAS TO BE A NIGHTMARE, MAKE IT STOP," you scream. your friend is having a mental breakdown on the ground. just then, the angry Drake guy from Joe's Pub runs on the stage and starts strangling Trip G! everyone starts screaming and rioting. you freak out as you look around at the chaos. you climb up on stage and punch angry Drake guy as hard as you can in the face, knocking him out cold. "woah, you saved me! i appreciate appreciation," Trip G smiles at you. "I LOVE YOU TRIP G!" you exclaim as you hug him tightly. the crowd starts cheering. after their performance, you have a spicy foursome with your friend, Trip G, and Nepo.
the day after, you check social media to see if anyone posted a video of you punching angry Drake guy, you see The O is trending on twitter, you gulp. there's tons of fan accounts made that are posting edits of The O. you check their listeners on spotify, it went from 426 to 66,112,486, your heart sinks. The O was your favorite underground band, now they are so mainstream it's not even cool to like them anymore. you decide to declare to everyone that YOU were their fan before anyone else, you set up your phone and begin recording. "The O has gotten insanely popular after their Coachella performance, they used to be so underground before that! I WAS THEIR FAN BEFORE COACHELLA!! I AM THEIR BIGGEST FAN!! ALL YOU OTHER PEOPLE ARE FAKE AND LIARS!!!" you rant and yell. you post the video on every social media platform you can think of. within seconds, thousands of angry new fans spam your comments and DMs with threats. you begin to freak out, your worst nightmare became true. countless amounts of fans begin making hate videos about you, calling you toxic and mean. you can't take it anymore, everywhere you go, you see and hear The O, they've become the most famous band ever, even more famous than Harry Styles. all the basic white girls love The O now, renouncing Harry Styles to the void to be forgotten forever. The O is the new Harry Styles. the new basic white girl craze.
