"Exciting news!" My bestfriend , Cass yells at me through the phone. I roll my eyes only being annoyed of how hyper she was. Every time she said that its was always something like "Bret looked at me" or "my cat had kittens!". Basically it was always Something irrelevant.
"What's the news now." I replied in monotone voice."I got two tickets to see a band in concert and I know how much you love bands so I'm inviting you!" She yelled. You see yes, I love bands very much and from the way I dress and how my room is decorated you can obviously tell.
"OMG what band! Green day ? All time low?" I yelled in excitement. She cleared her throat obviously saying "no you dumb ass I wouldn't be excited over them" .
"Please tell me it's not one direction or some other boy band." I said groaning.
"Well it is a boy band but they're called 5 seconds of summer and they are , I guess you'd say punk rock?"
I shot up excited this sounded band didn't sound so bad after all. I told her I'd go with her tomorrow to the concert and that I'd call her later.
Now that we have that done let me explain myself to you.
I am Haley , but cass calls me hals (not hailey it's like ally with a h at the beginning) I am adopted in other words my parents were careless shit heads and dropped me for drugs.
I have ombré hair that reaches the middle of my back , which is naturally curly. I have hazel eyes and long eyelashes. My body isn't my favorite. I always found it awkward. I was short but had wide hips and a pretty good size bust. Everyone calls it "thick" but I hate it. I feel fat with wide hips. I tend to wear torn skinny jeans or high waisted shorts. Shoe wise is usually vans , converse , or combat boots. I do daily makeup which consist of concealer , eye shadow, eyeliner , and mascara.
I'm not really what you would expect a teen that goes through puberty. I hadn't had braces ever but sincerely needed them. I rarely get zits but I do have a few which is why my concealer comes in handy. Pretty much I don't like my body at all but there's one thing that makes it worse. My scar. No it's not come self harm , I haven't done that in years. It from the asses I called parents. When I was 8 a accident happened and it led to the scar.
Any way lets get off me and back to everything else.
My apple laptop screen was opened up to my social media which was private and I hadn't had very many followers or friends. I'm really a socially awkward person. I scrolled through Facebook not noticing any change in the drama or trending things. I shit my computer before taking a hot shower and changing into my night clothes. I got underneath my black duvet staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours before darkness took over.
-------next day :) ----------------
Today was the day of the concert.
I was honesty kinda pumped but didn't want to be disappointed so I tried to stay normal. Was that a good word to use? The concert started at 7:00pm and we we're leaving my house at 6:00pm so it wouldn't be as crowded. I picked 4:00 as a good time to start getting dressed. I looked at the clock noticing it was 2:30 I always slept in late because I'd stay up late watching movies on my laptop. I drug my self out of bed eating some stale Cheerios and scrolling through my news feed on my gold iPhone 6.The time to get ready came along and I took a shower then Changing into a bra and underwear before looking for my clothes. I decided on some faded and ripped skinny jeans. A grey , loose nirvana shirt with a red flannel over it and a grey Beanie. As for shoes I went with black combat boots.
Since my hair has air dried and was poofy and curly I decided to straighten it. After getting all that done I done my daily makeup then brushed my teeth and texting Cass saying I was ready.
We arrived at the stadium at 6:23 and there were already people starting to line up. We rushed up with our tickets and got them scanned before she put some kind of neckband on them.
" m'am what is that?" She asked politely.
"Oh dear these tickets were worth a lot. According to this you get to se the show , meet the boys , and hangout for 1-2 hours!" She smiled cass literally broke down in tears of happiness and I pulled my mess of a friend Inside to get out spots. About 7:16 the lights went dim and a voice yelled.
"Whose ready for 5 seconds of summer!" The best day of my life began.
It's short I know :( but I didn't want to rush into it. Sorry of my writing sucks but I hope you enjoy cuties. :)

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