I'm at Starbucks as always when a tweet appears . Blah blah blah 5 sos that stupid band my sister must have followed them. Delete.... hold up the are right around the corner. I see girls jolting down the street, but in the wrong direction. I continue to sit in starbucks without a care. The next morning another tweet I thought I deleted them,not knowing that they were following me. My sister is their biggest fan ,but I'm no where near her fangerly Ness......Why would they follow me ??? I look them up and realize the pierced one is kinda cute. After spending hours on YouTube and Google I have fallen in love and can't get out I'm soon double taping every insta and liking every keek.My obsession is just beginning.
I follow the band and wonder if they love me. I deleted all of my followers and send a message to them. "Hi my name is V ,I love you guys meet me at the Starbucks around the corner on 29th street.signed V. I wait they answer sure. When I get there only Mike shows. Weird he"s retweeted everything I've said. Hi. I say nothing happens he's busy taking notes. Why are you taking notes. He answers. I am taking notes on how different fans react and their appearance. Soon I realize this isn't them. Hold up I say. You not Mike. Mike"s in a band with a guy that doesn't know what tadpoles are. The man stood ,I'm one of the rejects.
Me and the rest of the boys were the bart of friends until I was forgotten I'm here to wipe out all 5 sos fans. Will Dr Fluke, Microwave,Cal Pal ,and Smash save V?
