YOUNG VOLCANOES

fifthteen

The parking of the stadium was packed. If we hadn't been late before we where definetley late now. The parking was gigantic and I swear we spent like 20 minutes driving by occupied parking rows that never seemed to stop.

"This is taking forever" I complain, worrying about what my Dad might be thinking sense he hasn't seen me through the whole concert after I'd promised I'd made it in time.

"Switch seats with me, I'll find a parking just go and do this." Nate tells Alex and Alex nodds "C'monn, Sam" Alex says and we get out of the car. I see as Nate switches to the drivers seat and drives away withiut a word. Alex and me stand infront of the stadium entries and it's completely dessert, though you can hear the loud noise inside.

"What are we doing?" I ask Alex and I stop walking. "Following my plan" he says as if it was obvious, turns around and gently pulls me by the wrist so that I keep walking. He looks urgent to get inside.

I pull my hand back and keep walking. "That's not reassuring. What am I even going to say to Allison?... I don't know her" I say. "What do you mean, she's basically our cousin!" Alex remarks. I shiver "Don't say that we're cousins, that's weird". I look at the ground and my feet, looking at them go step after step.

We make it inside the venue, we're in the giant hallway that leads to the arena, some people are walking around holding nachos, cotton candy and some colored neon lights beads. All the fans look like they're in their late twenties. I listen and recognize the song "Vapor" coming from deep inside the stadium. This place was huge, I was actually afraid of getting lost. Even if I could just go to the stage and find my Dad immediatley.

Alex takes out a card and unlocks a door to a room in a far away corner of the hallway. It looks like a backstage room for the artists. Inside there are: mirrors, lights and lots of clothes. It's floor is a red carper and there's even a gumball machine.

We enter and I take a walk around, then I finally look at Alex. He looks determined. "Okay, I'm going to tell you what you're going to tell her..." he says. "Why can't you tell her to fuck off yourself?" I ask determined not to be his minion for something he can do himself. "She won't listen to me" he says. "Then don't talk to her and just ignore her?" I suggest with a question. He shakes his head and throws himself in the velvet red sofa that's placed in the middle of the room. He brushes all his hair backwards which is weird sense Ive allways seen it brushed to a side. It just makes him look handsome and older. "I just need her to hear how wrong what she did was..." he explains. "What could she have done that it was such a big deal, Alex?. I bet you've done worst than her." I say. "Yeah, but when I do stuff it's mostly only me who gets screwed not everyone others..." he explains. I sigh and sit in the black bean bag chair infront of the velvet sofa. I smile as I slowly keep sinking into the chair because It sounds a little like a fart and it's funny. He shakes his head at my sense of humor as he hides a grin.

"Don't laugh at me punk, bean bag chairs are a must need item on serious conversations" I say.

Making out with Nate had put me in such a good mood. And I'd needed it. My stomach still had butterflies. Alex smiles "You look different but good...". I nodd. I wanted to share how it was all basically because of him but It would sound wrong. He's still basically starring at me and I snap my fingers "Alex hurry up, I need to know why I'm going to yell at Allison. Remember?" I intend for it to make him smile but his face darkens.

"Do you remember Monica?" He asks and I nodd. I wanted to ask when I would get to meet her but I didn't.
"Back when we where little she was our best friend. Me and Allison's. She wasn't so close to Felix..." he says. "Allison is who she is because she learned it from Monica. But still what Allison did was fucked up..." he says.