Friday, May 1, 2015

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Friday, May 1, 2015

I'm writing this from backstage. I have 10 minutes before it's time for us to go on. Right now, the opening act is performing. Her name is Jenna Tyler. She's sweet. I talked to her when we got the concert stadium. She's young; 19; but mature, unlike Jude Turner. (A/N: Jude Turner creds to chooseitwisely from Worlds Apart) In the car, on the way to the stadium, the boys gave me a present.

"We got this done as soon as you said 'yes'," Colton explained.

"We were all pretty excited," Mack said, grinning.

Tristan held out a small box. I opened it. Inside, was a beautiful necklace. It had a simple, braided, black cord with a silver guitar pick. I looked closer at the charm. It had my initials, KSM. Katherine Stevie Montez. My mother named me after my grandmother and Stevie Nicks. The present brought tears to my eyes. It was the nicest thing I'd ever received.

"Thank you, guys! This means a lot."

"It was Blaze's idea," Colton said, shocking me.

"It was?!" I looked at Blaze, who refused to meet my eye.

Colton just smiled at me.

"Well, thank you," I said, touched. Maybe he didn't hate me as much as he let on.

Jenna just came back. It's our turn. Here I go.



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