unexpected / m.e

f o u r

Andrea's POV

"WAKE UP!" my sister screams. "Holy shit, Maggie. What the hell do you want?" I ask, groaning. "IT'S TODAY. I'M MEETING THE LOVE OF MY LIFE TODAY," she screams once again. "Well I'm trying to go back to sleep today, so shut the fuck up please," I say and face plant into my pillow. "It's 12:00, and we're supposed to be leaving at 1:00, so I suggest you get your lazy butt out of bed and get ready."

"Fine, fine. Whatever," I say. She smiles and skips out of my room. As much as my sister annoys me, I love her to death. I laugh and shake my head. I check my phone and I got a SnapChat from the one and only Matthew-. Huh, I guess I never got his last name. Oops. He could be a stalker or a rapist. Maybe I should get to know the people I like before I go on dates with them...and start liking them.

I open the snapchat and see that he's in a car with a friend. He looks so familiar too. I can't put a finger on it. Ugh, this is gonna annoy me throughout the day now. I cover the camera and take the picture since I look like I just got hit by a truck and type in "Good morning," and I send it.

I go to the bathroom, brush my teeth, put my contacts in, and brush my hair. I go to my closet and search through it. Nothing. I have absolutely no clothes that I feel like wearing today. I groan in frustration and walk back to my bathroom and a thought popped into my head. What the hell? Why do I even care what I wear? I don't even know these people who I'm meeting today. Maybe I'll just partially look cute but not look like I'm a try hard.

I go to my closet and pick out white ripped jeans, and black Upper East Side NYC sweatshirt, a black snapback, and some high tops. I start to do my makeup, and when I'm finished,  I go to bed, grab my phone, and go to the kitchen. I grab my charger, headphones, an apple, some junk food, and put it into my black backpack. I grab my lanyard my keys on it and go outside where my sister awaits.

We get into the car and I back out of the driveway. "Remind me why we're going so early again?" I ask. "So we can go stalking and try to meet them, plus we need to hold out place in line since it's general admission," she says. I roll my eyes. "You guys are crazy," I say, and start driving.

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"Yay! We're not that far back in line. Now, hold our spot and Lauren and I are gonna go stalking," she says. "Hold the fuck up," I say. "What?" she asks with attitude. "This is fucking downtown. You're not gonna go by yourself around here with crazy people walking around naked and giving speeches about good hygiene," I say. She gives me a weird look. "It's happened to me before. Mom put me in charge of you and Lauren. You guys can't get shot when I'm watching you. I'll get in so much trouble," I say. She rolls her eyes. "I'm fourteen," she says. "Fourteen Shmourteen. I thought I was the shit when I was fourteen, too. You'll thank me later," I say.

She groans. "Whatever." I sit on my backpack. Seven more hours of this. How fun!

Throughout the seven hours, we talked, played games, made jokes, and sat in silence. It was the most awful thing I've ever been through. Maggie figured out the love of her life was already in the building, so it was good they didn't go stalking. I was proud of myself for being right, but she didn't want to admit it.

Finally, at 5:30, they started letting VIP inside. Thank the Lord because I was freezing my ass of outside. It wasn't the best day to camp out in Downtown San Francisco. I gathered all my things and stood up. We were waiting outside for a bit more.

We were in the middle of the line for VIP. They let us in, and every single screaming teenage girl were stomping on each other the be first, but luckily I was the smart one.

"Look, we should be at the end of the line, so they could spend more time with us," I whisper to Maggie and Lauren. They scream. "Holy shiz you're smart," Lauren says. "Thanks. I know," I joke, flipping my hair and laughing.

We slickly move to the end of the line. It's not like the fan girls would care. They would want to meet them first. I go on Twitter and see what everyone is tweeting about. All my friends are at school since they didn't get tickets, so it kinda sucks not texting anyone. "Guys I see them! They're so beautiful!" I hear a girl scream. I roll my eyes and put my attention back to my phone.

"Jake! Jake!" Maggie screams. He looks at her and waves. I look up and make eye contact with him. As soon as I do, his eyes widen. He looks so familiar. Wait. That couldn't be. Was he in Matt's SnapChat earlier this morning? Oh. Maybe he has a famous friend or something. That's why he was acting weird. That's why he's visiting from Virginia. Maybe he's gonna be in the crowd tonight! That'd be so cool. Watching all of his friends on stage.

I put my attention back on my phone and go on SnapChat. "Andrea! I'm up next. What do I do?" my sister asks. "I don't know. Just ask him to kiss you on the cheek or something. I've never been in this situation before," I say, not looking up once.

"Okay, okay." I fix my hat and comb my fingers through my hair. My sister steps forward and my eyes widen at who she's taking the picture with.

He kisses her cheek and the security guard rushes her to go to Jake, or whatever his name is. I'm up next to take a picture.

As soon as Matt and I make eye contact his eyes widen.