[1]Mrs.All American

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Chapter One•Mrs.All American
[Amelie's Point of View]
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"Wow," Skye said, staring at my outfit. "You certainly went all-out for the concert."

"Yep," I smiled. "I certainly did." I checked myself out in the mirror, from head to toe. I seriously went all out. I sported Ashton's red bandana on my head, some black leather boots, black skinny jeans, and a homemade 5 Seconds of Summer Crop top with a red camisole underneath. Oh - and to top it all off, I made a poster with glow in the dark paint that read: ITS A CHOCOLATE MILK PARTY.

I think I'd made myself clear - I loved 5 Seconds of Summer, and I have since they first started off. When I told the radio host on Z100 "Derping since 2011," I meant it literally.

Skye was going for something simple I guess. She just wore a skater skirt and a blue top to match the streaks in her hair.

She had a thing for dying her hair. Since she was sixteen she dyed her hair, with or without her parents permission. She dyed it pink, blonde, red, whatever she wanted. I, personally, thought she took this habit from Michael. She was being creative this time, dying it black with blue and purple streaks. This was my favorite style so far.

I was regular, without unusual piercings, hair dye, or tattoos. I was pretty much an ordinary person, if you judged me by my looks.

"Should we get going?" I asked. "There might be traffic in the city. I don't want to get there late."

"Better to be there early," Skye winked, tossing me the keys to my mini-van. I smirked, and practically raced her to the car. I shoved the poster in the trunk and hopped into the drivers seat.

It was good to get out of our place for once. Ever since we graduated high school, our lives have been busy as hell - jobs, shopping, rent... It kind of sucked. This was the first time we had nothing to do. We were on summer vacation, and we needed a break. So, the fact that we won the "5sos getaway" on Z100 a month ago was absolutely perfect.

It would start with front row seats to a concert, then afterwards, we would meet the boys backstage to get acquainted. But the win was not just for front row seats and a meet and greet, no - we got to go on tour with them... Kind of like a week in the life of 5sos type of thing. The screeching and screaming was justified.

"Play some 5sauce, Am," Skye told me. I connected my Bluetooth to the car, and played "Voodoo Doll".

This was going to be awesome.

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"I don't want to stay, I want to run away, but I'm trapped under your spell," they sang. The speakers made my ears explode, and I couldn't even hear myself screaming, but I was too happy to care. I danced to the beat with my hands up in the air. I sang along as loud as my voice could manage, and so did Skye. I could just barely hear her, so I knew she was being pretty loud.

The song ended, and the boys began their last song, "She Looks So Perfect."

I didn't want the concert to end, but at the same time, I couldn't wait for it to end so we could meet face to face, and not face to fans.

"Would you want to run away too?" Calum, the bassist, sang from directly in front of me. "Cause all I really want is you!" I pointed at him. He made eye contact with me for a moment, and my heart stopped.

"Get used to it, you'll be making eye contact for the rest of the week," I thought.

"You look so perfect standing there," Skye yelled in monotone. I guess since she couldn't hear herself, she couldn't tell which notes she was singing. I laughed, earning myself a glance from her. She smiled, and continued her monotone yelling.

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