Napped Kid

Chapter IV - Faret

In case there's someone even there anymore... We are very sorry for the wait. Life got in the middle, (I guess?). I could give you a thousand of excuses but I see no point in doing that... But it's summer now and we have several things up our sleeve still. We never stopped planning this, I'm sadly just slow to write.

P.S: So far this story has almost 30 pages in a word. *goes around celebrating in circles*

So much happens in this chapter...It's the longest I have written so far, 3K words. Happy reading,
Ella, Lena and Mel

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We always talk about wanting to be someone else. About wanting to be better. Being jealous of others. But what we don't talk about is meaning something else for that other person. It's a definitely kind of selfish, that for sure. Because you want to be someone else for them because you would feel better with yourself that way not because you care about their well being.

Caring is not that hard, you know? You should probably try it sometime. It's not about smiling a little more nor bottling things up. It's about actual kindness. And it's not falseness, you don't have to be the most cheerful person around but being nice should be rewarding enough for you to want to try it. You never know, you could make someone else's day.

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The music was loud already. There was another band playing before the actual concert started.

The rhythm of the bass, the harsh beating of the drums, made Nina's head hurt. Cameron wanted to give her first row tickets but she thought that would be really unfair. Her excuse to him was that those tickets should go to their fans, and not necessarily the ones who had tons of money to buy them, but for the other too. So they should do a give away or something, because being rich doesn't make you the biggest fan. She also did it though, because in the front row, he would be able to see her.

She hadn't listen to all their songs yet, but she already knew it wasn't her style. She didn't want Cameron knowing, less along seeing, that. That's why she and Dylan were sited in a lateral row, though still quite close.

They had their places assigned so they didn't arrive specially early, that's why there was music already sounding.

"Lydan, I don't think I can do this"

"Shut up" he answered. "It's not the first time you come to a concert with me"

"They are rockstars" she complained. "I didn't want to process it before but I can't believe we're friends with some punk rockers."

"Well, saying they are stars or punk may be a little too much. They are quite pop to my liking."

Nina rolled her eyes. "You know what I mean..."

"Yeah. But that's the funny part. Those, " he said signaling to the backstage, "were our classmates on high school, and now they invited us to their concert. And one of the them has the socks for you."

"Who? Matty?" She joked.

"Bitch."

She bowed him a kiss before saying, "Cameron may be bae, but I still wouldn't like their music.", and flipping her hair.

"So much sassiness... You are making my field a little complicated though."

She laughed.

"I'm not kidding, Inna! The girls will think I'm taken. What better place to get ckicks than a concert?!"

"Rockstars."

"Stop it. You don't have to like their music to like Cameron!"

"I don't like Cameron!"