Crazy in Love (A Chresanto Lorenzo August Love Story)

Unexpected.

Bre and Isabella been waiting all weekend for the concert and today's the day they'll go see Mindless Behavior. Isabella rushed over to Bre's house and almost immediately they got ready. Bre did her daily hygiene in her bathroom while Isabella did hers in the guest bathroom. Bre took her outfit from the closet, laying it on the bed, and started lotioning up. Her iPhone vibrated, indicating she got a message. She had a few tweets from her friends, Peyton, Silver, and Jewel. She smiled and checked them. She checked them all in order.

@peytonmarié- @bregotthemchoosing, Babe! You going to the concert tonight? I heard it's gone be L I V E!

Bre laughed and replied.

@bregotthemchoosing- @peytonmarié , Fuck you mean am I going? Yes boo, I'll be the livest chick in that place for real, for real! I'm going with Isabella, you coming?

Bre responded, then proceeded to answer the rest of her tweets. Next up, was Silver.

@silverbomb- @bregotthemchoosing, Boo! I'll see you at the concert, love. :*

@bregotthemchoosing- @silverbomb, Ayeeee! Turnup! I'll see you there, bitch!

@soconceitedjewel- @bregotthemchoosing @silverbomb @peytonmarié @isabellaaaa The whole clique going to the concert. We might be 15 but we gone walk up in there like we own a bitch!

Bre, Silver, Peyton, and Isabella all replied to Jewels tweet. Bre continued to get dressed while Isabella curled her hair with a curl-a-iron. Bre sprayed on her favorite perfume, straightened her curly hair so it laid in the lower part of her back, and applied some nude gloss with eyeliner and mascara. Isabella popped on Bre bed wearing her outfit with natural make up.

"Eeeee! I'm so fucking excited! What if they see us in the crowd?! Ooooweeeee" Isabella screeched.

"Girl, chill. They probably won't see us. All them girls that MIGHT look better than our clique? Nahhh" Bew shook her head. She looked at her phone and saw that it was 6:50. The concert starts at 7:30. Right when she was about to call Silver, Silver called her.

"I was just about to call you" Bre laughed.

"Well I know you well. Come on, I'm outside waiting for y'all. I'm not trying to be stuck in that long ass line"

"Alright. We coming"

Bre and Isabella checked theirselves one last time before getting their iPhones and walking out. Soon as they walked out, Silver and the crew started whistling and yelling.

"DAMN, y'all trying to look better than us?" Silver pouted.

"Never, babe. C'mon, lets get the fuck on" Isabella said.

After the 10 minute drive, they pulled up to the theatre and got in line. 5 minutes later, they were at the front of the line. They gave the person their tickets and went inside. Once they were inside, they all squealed in excitement. It was now 7:25 and that means it was five minutes left til it started. After they found their seats, Bre got up.

"Where you going, boo? The concert about to start" Peyton said.

"I'm going to the bathroom. I'll be right back" she yelled running towards the hall.

"Ok, where's the fucking bathroom?" She asked herself, getting annoyed. While she walked through the unknown hallway, someone bumped into her. She fell and landed right on her butt.

"Watch where the hell you're going!"she spat.

The person let out a soft chuckle and grabbed her hand, helping her up.

"You must not know who I am" they spoke, cockily.

"Right now I don't give a fuck. My ass hurts" she looked up, and her eyes grew big. She was standing smack dab in the face with the one and only, Roc Royal.