alexandra thompson
the next day consisted of me, listening to shawn's album, handwritten, on repeat all day. i also was trying to get vanessa to facetime me or call me on the phone, or even send me a picture, but she wouldn't do anything. she refused, and i figured that she just wanted me to not judge her by her looks or voice before we met, or something like that.
i begged my mom to get tickets to see shawn at the greek theater in LA, because vanessa told me that she was going and i figured that we could meet that way. my mom, not knowing about the vanessa part, thought that it was a "great idea" to go out and have some normal teenage fun at shawn's concert, so she bought me one VIP ticket to see shawn.
immediately, i tweeted it and texted vanessa the good news. the concert was in about three months, and vanessa was super excited that we were finally going to meet, and so was i.
i tweeted to see who else was going, and a lot of people that i talked to on twitter daily responded with, "i'm going," or "i don't have VIP, but i'm going."
i was getting really excited and impatient, i didn't want to have to wait three whole months to meet shawn, but i had to. i just hoped that it would go by super fast. i told alena, and of course, the first thing she asked was, "is vanessa going?" i told her the truth, that we were going to meet, and alena hung up on me, so apparently she didn't exactly like that idea.
i didn't really care, it was my life and i don't have to miss out on something good just because alena doesn't like it, she does not and will not run my life.
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i got up and decided to go put my bathing suit on and go swimming. i changed and grabbed a towel, and headed downstairs to tell my mom i was going in the pool, and she responded with a, "be careful!" i told her i would, and i went out into the back yard.
i jumped right in the pool and swam around for maybe 20 minutes, and then i got out and put a towel down to lay in the sun. i was in the sun for maybe 10 minutes and then i sat in the shade and went on my social medias. i tweeted (on my fan account of course) about how excited i was to meet shawn, and i went back inside to grab some lunch.
as i was eating, i was just thinking about how great it would be for me to finally meet shawn, and to get to see him in person. i don't know why my mom got me VIP tickets, but she did, and i was really grateful for that.
shawn had grown up so much and he just keeps getting better and better at what he does. i was getting overly excited just thinking about meeting him! what would he say to me? what would i say? i was already nervous, but i decided that i would worry about it when the time would come.
but all i could think of was, i'm going to meet shawn mendes.
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