Sammie's POV
I wake up feeling exhausted. Just like I do every other morning. I stayed up late again last night, crying over my recent breakup. I can't get out of bed today I just can't. When my room mate jumped on my bed.
"Sammie! Wake up!!" My room mate yells after she pulls the blankets off of me. "I have something super important to tell you!" I manage to sit myself up. "What is so important you had to yell?" I sound very raspy in the morning. "You will not believe what I got!" She won't stop shouting. "Well tell me Izzie." She takes a deep breath. "I got Katy Perry tickets!!" She shrieked. I don't even like Katy Perry. "That's fun." I'm at least happy for her. "And you're coming with me." What? I hate concerts. They are loud and crowded and I never enjoy them. " I don't really want to-" "Sammie you are going! You always bail on me." She's not wrong.
"I'll go if you promise to not yell near me for a month." I feel this to be an agreeable compromise. "Deal!" She has finally lowered her voice. Maybe that's her tactic, if it is it works really well. "When is the concert?" I ask after preparing a cup of coffee. "Midwinter." Wait...what? "Do you mean like four days from now?" She thought about it for a minute then recalled. "Yes. Precisely." Great. There go my date plans. Not that I had any.
I guess I would like to go if it were someone I like, like Michael Bublé or Jason Mraz. But it's not, so that's a bummer. I do think that it's a good thing I'm going. Maybe I'll meet the one. I've always been optimistic. I'm basically the Ted Mosby of my friends. I get my hopes up then I'm crushed. It's how my life is.
My last boyfriend, Jake and I had been in a relationship for three years. I really thought we were going to get married. My dreams were shattered when he told me I look too far into the future. As you can imagine, I'm heartbroken. I don't really know how long it will take me to get over him. He was my everything. But I've come to the conclusion that love should just come easily. People say that love is difficult and you have to fight a battle to maintain that love. To me that's not love. Love is something that is just with you the whole time, you don't need to look for reasons to love someone. It just comes naturally.
I'm sorry I keep jumping from topic to topic. Yeah, I don't really like concerts unless it's an artist I really truly like. But I never get to go to those because tickets are too expensive. I definitely don't want to go to Katy Perry though. It's more like I hate the cold, and the concert is outside. That doesn't sound fun to me. I've always hated the cold and snow. Why is she even having a concert outside in the middle of winter? To me that's ridiculous. Is it just me that thinks that? What I really hope is that I don't see anyone I know there. Ugh, I couldn't imagine how awkward the conversation would be between me and someone from my high school years. Everyone that knew me bullied me. Except for Izzie. I bet she would have done anything to stop it. I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm a huge introvert.
Being an introvert has not been easy. I find myself losing friends and not having the courage to make new ones. But that's not the point. I really do and don't want to go to this concert. I do because I want to meet "the one." I don't for every other reason. But I just hope that I'll have a good time. Even if I'm forced to go. Midwinter. That's ridiculous, only four days. I really hope I'll be ready for what's coming. If anything is.
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