Chapter Three

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I smiled as we parked in a side street to see Secretly Endeavor again. I haven't talked to Elijah since we video-chatted yesterday. My mom, dad, and I walked to the fest and over to the stage. We set up our chairs in the middle of everyone. People started pointing above my head, so I looked up to see a drone. The hell? I tilted my head and stared at it, looking at the stage when the bands intro played. They ran on stage, except Elijah. Where-- My phone vibrated, interrupting my thoughts. "Are you here?"

I softly giggled and put my phone in one of the cup-holders in the chair. A few seconds later, he ran on stage, of course wearing sunglasses. Some people stood in front of me and I giggled as he looked around. The drone came back over and I looked up, sticking my tongue out.

Towards the end of the concert, the band was tossing out glowsticks and a styrofoam stick that lit up. I frowned, the band only tossing them to people that were close. Someone tapped my shoulder and I looked up to see Evan, one of the crew members.

"Courtesy of Elijah." He smiled, handing me one of the styrofoam sticks.

"Thanks." I smiled back, my heart racing and cheeks hot from talking. I don't like talking to people, shut up. I turned back to my mom to see her catch one. We looked at each other and laughed, having a mini-battle with them.

We packed our chairs and I walked over to a friend I saw.

"Hey!" She smiled and hugged me, which I gladly returned. "I haven't seen you in so long!"

"Yeah, I--"

"Hello ladies." I turned and looked at Elijah. He smiled. "Hope you don't mind me interrupting."

"You're the singer, right?" My friend, Maria, asked.

"Elijah, hi." He smiled, hugging her.

"Maria." She smiled and hugged back, before letting go. "So what brings you over this way?"

"I thought you two were in line."

"Isn't the line over there?" I mentioned softly, pointing at it.

He looked at me before looking at Maria. "Whoops. Well since I'm here, wanna chat?"

She shrugged and they chatted while I slowly took a few steps back. Elijah looked at me. "Where are you going?"

"Home."

He nodded and pulled me into a hug. "Text me, alright?" I nodded and he let go, letting me walk away.

I laid in my bed, staring at my phone. "So what was earlier about?" I texted Elijah after an hour of deciding if I should or not.

Not even a minute later, a text came back. "Earlier?" That was fast.

"Yeah. With you and Maria."

"Oh. Well, she's a fan, so I figured I'd say hi."

I wiggled my nose. "You had other intentions. I can feel it."

"Okay, maybe I did it to win some brownie points from your friend."

"I haven't seen her in four years, or more. We were just catching up. I'll probably never see her again." I giggled and waited for a few minutes. No reply. What did he need brownie points for? I shrugged and put my phone on the charger, falling asleep as my head hit the pillow.

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