Chapter One

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Fuck.

The bell seemed like it wouldn’t ever ring.

I was sat at my desk and I was really bored, scribbling useless things on a poor piece of paper.... and thinking of that day.. Yes, that very day. When Marta and I had the opportunity of meeting the members of our favourite band: the Black Veil Brides.

It was an unforgettable night: we bought the vip Pack which was really expensive, but it was worth of it! They were there.. we could touch them..! And in front of me there was Andy. There was him. He greeted me and at first I was speechless  (I think  I made a really bad impression…)

The concert was amazing ... and they spent an entire hour of their time talking with us few fans who spent 80 euros for the ticket.

There was Ashley who was laughing, and I could still remember when Andy had asked us who wanted to finish his beer and I quickly answered: "It's me... " and then I blushed the moment I drank from the can. He was smiling…he was so cute…

Half drunk (yes, I  get drunk with a beer, I’m not used to drink) I had the courage to give him my number number . Ahah, I wonder what he have done with it.

Oh ... What an amazing day..

"Valeria, hurry up, do you want to stay here warming the desk till tomorrow or do you think to go home?!"

Barbara was waiting for me  in the classroom, all the other class mates have already gone out and I still had all my stuff scattered all over my desk…  fault of my up in space head.

"Oh, yes you’re right, help me please.... "

"You’re fucking hopeless, ahah”

Out of the gate Marta was waiting for me and she was losing patience,  but honestly  I didn’t know why.

"HI Martushka. How are you?" I bit my sandwich.

"VerygoodohmygodIhavetotellyouanimportantthingfuckpleasesitdown!!!!

 "Ooook baaby, tell me!"

"Freak Promotion have made a contest to win another meet&greet with Black Veil Brides!"

"ooohmygodIwasthinkingoftheconcertohmygodwe’retelepathicwhatarewegoingtodooo????”

"Ahah I don’t know!!"

 We started to walk talking and thinking of how we could win and especially how we could go there!

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