Shit.....
I fucked up.
She hasn't replied in a day.
"Fuck!" I yell loudly as I walk into my house, hoping my roommates weren't home.
Silence...like always.
I walk upstairs to my room and open my laptop, I went to the ticketmaster website trying to find Halsey tickets. I found them, fifty dollars, money I currently don't have, but fuck it, I need to see her live. *click* I hit the purchase button and prayed it would go through. It did.
*ding*
>Ellie: Hey sorry I didn't respond my phone died and I was on a plane. But ummmmmm random question....<
>Ryn: Okay ask away.<
>Ellie: Okay... where do you live?<
>Ryn: Atlanta, Georgia.<
>Ellie: I just landed here. Hey have you heard of Halsey?<
>Ryn: Yea, but we should meet up.<
>Ellie: Ummmmm....<
>Ryn: Sorry that was a bad idea its just you seem really cool and I wanna meet you.<
>Ellie: Are you going to the Halsey concert tomorrow?<
>Ryn: Yea I spent my last fifty dollars to buy a ticket.<
>Ellie: Oh well I'm going to be there if you want to meet up.<
>Ryn: Omg yes what time should I meet you there and where?<
>Ellie: Ummm like 630 ish and at the front door<
>Ryn: Okay I'll see you there.<
I get up and start planning my outfit.
(A/N The picture is what Ryn looks like)
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Novela JuvenilA story about a girl who gets a random DM on twitter but the DM is from her idol using a fake account