Just Another Fan
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The crowds screamed with delight as he picked up the microphone and started rapping.
I sat at the front row on the concert, annoyed as ever. My sister shrieked as she clutched her shirt, chanting the fanchant along with the other fans. I rolled my eyes. Why did I even come?
My eyes hovered over the charismatic rapper who turned to our direction every few minutes. He looked down at me. Our eyes met and he smiled a little, flashing his famous dimples.
As soon as he smiled, girls from all around the venue started to scream. I shook my head at their stupidity. Fangirling? Psh.
The rapper started to rap again. My foot tapped to the rhythm. Hey...he's pretty good...I drummed my fingers against the seat as he spewed out his rap. Incredible. Interest bubbled inside of me.
I watched the tall rapper intentively. "What's that guy's name?" I asked my sister. "Him? That's Rapmonster, he's the leader!" She shouted. I laughed. Rapmonster?
The boy group danced around on the stage when suddenly, out of nowhere, they appeared in front of the front row.
A shadow towered over me. I looked up. The tall rapper dude stood over me. He gave a friendly smile and offered his hand. "Come up onto the stage with us?" he asked in a gruff voice. Smiling, I took his hand and stepped onto the stage.
The audience shrieked with jealousy. The boy group started to sing and dance again. I stood in the centre awkwardly, pretending I was having fun.
Then, I felt a tap on my shoulder and the rapper man came to the front of the stage, grabbing hold of my hand.
He began to rap. I stared at his facial features as words flowed out perfectly. His rap was amazing. I stood there amazed with deep respect.
- few hours later -
The tall rap dude dragged me into the dressing rooms.
"How did you like our performances?" the rapper guy asked, taking out a bottle of water. "It was...well...great?" I replied.
He chuckled. "You looked really cute down there."
"What?" I answered. A confession already?
"You looked cute."
I stared at him, confused. Isn't he an idol? As much as I would love to date a celebrity, I didn't want to be caught in a scandal.
"No, I'm not trying to express my love." he burst out laughing. I watched his dimples go in and out as he laughed. He patted my cheeks. "Yah! We only just met and you're getting touchy already?"
Satisfied with my reaction, he poked my cheek with a finget. "YAAAAH!" I yelled. "Stop it or I'll..."
He did a strange looking dance and ran off. "YAH YAH YAAAH!" I heard myself scream. "Come back here now!"
I chased him around the room before we both collasped with exhaustion. "Hey...let's be super close in the future..." he panted, lifting his hand up for a fist bump. I breathed out and lifted my arm up. "Yeah. Super close friends."
