I Call Her Frosty

Golden Ticket to Munchkin Land

Jackie

"THAT DID NOT JUST HAPPEN!" Cris screamed, jumping up and down with her hand covering her face.

"H-hey keep it down! There are people sleeping." I whisper yelled at her as I kept my head down and nervously looked around, trying to get the hotel key out of my bag.

"Sorry J, but you can't expect me to be calm after I just sat with Josh Dun for probably an hour." She followed me into the hotel room, both of us flopping onto the king size bed we're going to share for the next 3 days. "This was just..this night was amazing. I'm so glad I got to spend it with you J, I'll miss you when I leave."

I moved my hair out of my face, looking over at her. She was moving to Romania. Why Romania? Her mother killed herself a couple months ago, and she's been living alone with her little brother. I don't know where her dad is, he never existed to her. I pursed my lips together, my eyes glazing over.

"I'm going to miss you too, Cris. You've been so tough ever since your mom...you know. I'm happy that you'll be in a better place. We'll skype whenever we can, and I'll make sure to send you stuff." She nodded and smiled at me, wiping her eyes.

"Make sure to send me some candy. Damn, milk duds." I grinned at her and stood up, walking towards the bathroom, but still facing her.

"You okay? I'm gonna shower, and then we talk about tonight before we sleep." I filed my head to the side, a piece of my hair falling between my eyes. She nodded and waved me off as she turned on "Americas Funniest Home Videos" (this show literally helped me cope when I was young and started having anxiety). I gave her a thumbs up before grabbing my back and slipping into the bathroom.
Today was like...a psycho killer that got acid thrown in their eyes or something. Crazy. You know, when they act all "AHHH!" Yeah it was like that. And that's how I felt most of today. I turned on the hot water of the shower and started to undress. Tyler has been in the back of my mind since I left the festival. I mean, I'm just a fan. Of course I would think hugely of it- but he me for my number and talked to me for the longest time. I grabbed my phone to check the time, but instead had a message.

It was him.

Can I call you Frosty?

My heart stopped. Not literally, though I wish it did. He was typing right as I opened it. Dammit I hate when this happens. I waited until he finished, but it kept appearing and disappearing so I just replied.

Can I call you brown eyed taco?

I bit my lip nervously and closed my screen, only for it to go off again and causing me more anxiety. I ignored the message and grabbed my purple shampoo before stepping into the shower and putting it though my hair. I rinsed my hands off and grabbed my phone, taking a deep breath.

Tyler: Only if I can call you frosty

I smiled the slightest and was about to reply when he sent another message.

Tyler: -the snowman. Frosty the snowman. How about that?

:No way somebody-stole-my-car-radio boy, frosty is just as chill. I'll call you Homeslice.

Tyler: "Frosty is just as chill" hah! I love pizza.

:That's a nice slice of peppIRONY.
(I actually did this with my friend so I'm using it here oaky)

Tyler: I'm laughing so hard.

I chuckled, smiling from ear to ear as I blushed. But that didn't last for long. My smile faltered and I nibbled the inside of my cheek, putting my phone on my towel and closing the shower curtain. Why is he still messaging me even after I already met him. It was a meet and greet, right? So why does he still want to communicate with me. I mean, don't get me wrong. I'd love to still talk to him- but I feel like it's too unreal and that I'm am too filled with problems, he shouldn't have to hear them. If anything, just listening to his songs help. I feel like a burden or like he is only talking to me because he feels bad. Though..he probably would have done that to someone else by now.
'But he shouldn't have to hear it. If you were famous and had to be reminded of your problems everyday by singing them, you shouldn't want to hear other people's problems.' I sighed.. That's so true.