Hey... I didn't really know what write for this chapter but lets see how it goes... P.s. pls let me know what you think should happen next or any suggestions you have. I'm open for any :)
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I woke up to my phone buzzing like crazy. 27 Twitter notifications from Tyler Joseph's, Josh Dun's, and Twenty Øne Piløts' accounts. I moan in tiredness as I turn over and unlock my phone. A big tweet pops up from TØP's account saying that there is a contest going on to win back stage passes to their concert in las Vegas next week. I chuckle to myself and go back to sleep. Like there was any way i would win that.
A couple hours had passed and I just woke up, I grab some skinny jeans, a sweat shirt, and my black combat boots and walk outside. It was raining all night. I could tell by the stained sidewalk. It is still raining, but I don't care. I walk for about a half of a mile and I'm stopped by a buzzing of my phone. Another twitter notification. I stop to check it. This one said the contest was over and they had choosen a winner. I almost screamed bloody murder when I read Brooklyn Hastings. I'm a little more surprised then happy. I never entered this contest. I quickly scrole up to the contest requirements. I'm so stupid. I feel so dumb as I re-read the tweet. All you had to do is follow the TØP account. I gave the world's biggest smile went to text my-At that moment a grey, ford mini van drove at 75 mph right towards where I was standing...
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