60 seconds left 'til they announce the winner for the 'Grand Meet and Greet with Before You Exit.'
Finally.
This is it.
49.. 48.. 47..
I can already imagine seeing them, sharing jokes with them, hugging them, smelling him.
I have so many plans that I've stuck in my head when that day finally comes.
37.. 36.. 35.. 34..
I read the contest details again, although I've read it for more that 500 times already.
"The Grand Meet and Greet with Before You Exit winner will be entitled a whole day with Before You Exit, with a jamming session, theme park adventure, and a personal date with one of the boys of the winner's choice."
I've made my personal mini letters to them, even though I've sent them loads already and maybe they're already getting tired of my handwriting or my infinity number of 'I love yous.'
15... 14.. 13.. 12.. 11..
Oh god this is it this is it....!
I hope that I win please please I've waited three whole years just to meet them! It sucks to live thousands of miles away from those people who inspired me and made a big impact on my life. I think I deserve to win... please!
7.. 6... 5..
I keep reloading BYExitFan's twitter page over and over again just to make sure I won't miss a beat!
4.. 3.. 2..
F5 F5 F5 F5. I AM RAPING THE F5 BUTTON CONTINUOUSLY.
I AM READY.
MY BODY IS READY.
MY HEART ISN'T READY YET!
1..
I do my last reload of BYExitFans' twitter and wait.
"1 new tweet"
I am scared to open this. What if.. What if I don't get picked?
Ah screw it, just think positive!
I open it...
And I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
OH MY GLOBABIES.
I CAN'T BREATHE.
"@BYExitFans And the lucky winner for the GM&G with the boys is.. Stacey Archambault! Congratulations! DM us and we'll e-mail you for the infos!"
NO. NO.
I CAN FEEL MY HEART CRUMBLING LIKE PIECES OF DRIED LEAVES IN AUTUMN CRUSHED BY THE STEPS OF THE PEOPLE PASSING BY.
IT HURTS. SO FUGGING BAD.
I can't believe it. I reload it again just too see if they made a mistake.. but no.
I lost.
I'm hopeless.
I have no chance of seeing the boys and having a date with him.
I hear a 'plop.'
I didn't notice that I was crying.
It was the silent, deep cry that came from a pained heart.
Now you might think that I'm overreacting. But you see, I have a heart condition. My doctor said that my condition's unstable, and that we never know what could happen to me. This was my last shot in meeting the boys, and I don't have money to buy a flight all the way to Orlando to just meet them. Their concert in my country doesn't seem to be happening very soon at all. I live in the so called 'Narnia.'
I've lost it. I cry myself to sleep.
zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
*Beep!* *Beep!* *Beep!*
I wake up from a loud call from Uncle Sam. -___-
"NINI!!! Guess what!"
"Uncle Sam please stop shouting. What is the fuss?!"
"Your cousin and I will be going to Florida for 1 month! Summer vacation!"
"I'm happy for you uncle but please let me sleep--"
"But it turns out your cousin has summer classes so there's an extra ticket. She told me that you would love that summer vacation! So.. are you taking it?"
WHAT. JUST. HAPPENED.
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I'm so sorry because I'm not really a writer and I just had some crazy thoughts about writing a BYE fanfic. Bear with me! :)
Hope you read the next chapters! :)
