Lolita's POV
The wrong number said he was Jeremy. Holy crap. Jeremy Vedder. How do I talk to him? I could barely make a conversation when I met him in person but the again this is just text messaging. And it's probably not even actually him just a mean prank or something. I texted him back anyway asking if it was really him. He explained all the details that happened at the meet and greet. Yup that was him.
"You-you texted me..." I responded almost immediately. I tried to keep up with my family through the crowd but it was very hard considering I was in shock. I felt my phone vibrate and frowned a little but was still happy to see who it was.
"Did you have fun tonight?" Jake asked with a smiling face at the end of the text message.
"Yes very much so." I texted back and as I was sending that message my phone went off again. This time it was actually Jeremy again.
"Hey you live right in Seattle right?"
"Yeah I just moved a couple weeks ago why?" I hit send and I could feel my heart pumping faster then usual. This guy can't possibly want to see me again does he?
"The band, my father and I are going to go to a diner tomorrow I was wondering if you wanted to come? I want to see you again." This has to be a dream!!
"Of course I want to go!! What time do you want me there?" I asked feeling the biggest grin on my face. I must look like a lunatic the way I'm staring at my phone. Yup. Of course Steve noticed my expression and had to ask.
"Why do you look like you won a million dollars?" He asked smirking at me. I showed him the messages on my phone and his jaw dropped. Ha. Take that!
"You have no idea how lucky you are!! Oh my gosh!! What do you say?" Asked Steve. What does he mean what do I say?
"What are you talking about?"
"Say thank you Steve for getting me into Pearl Jam." I rolled my eyes figuring I could be nice once cause of how happy I am.
"Thank you big brother." He laughed and gave me a hug, then a playful head lock. I bit him and my mom turned around looking concerned.
"What did you two do?"
"Lolita bit me." Said Steve as if he was a two year old. I sighed and rolled my eyes again.
"He put me in a head lock!" That got him slapped. Haha.
"Why can't you two ever get along?" Asked my mom looking up at the sky as she did so.
"Hey, he started it." I said stubbornly, I didn't care if I sounded like a two year old.
"Just get in the car we finally made it." Said my dad sighing. We all got in the car and put on more Pearl Jam.
He could've tuned in, tuned in
But he tuned out
A bad time nothing could save him
Alone in a corridor, waiting, locked in
He got up outta there, ran for hundreds of miles
He made it to the ocean had a smoke in a tree
The wind rose up, set him down on his knee
A wave came crashing like a fist to the jaw,
Delivered him wings, "hey look at me now"
Arms wide open with the sea as his floor
Oh, power oh
He's flying...
