you like him \ logan henderson & big time rush

Two - Amanda

Edited as of July 16 2016

I was washing dishes, and slightly dancing around to the new Panic! At The Disco album. I didn't like the pop aspect of the whole band nowadays but I couldn't resist Brendon Urie's amazing singing and vocal range. The high notes are everything.

There was a knock on the door and seconds later Kelie walked in, smiling and waving. I silently hoped that this time it would be a little less crazy than the other night when she was over. I shut off the water and music and observed what she held in her hands for a few seconds before asking her how she was. I could tell by her smile that she was beyond doing good but it's a nice gesture I guess.

"I'm doing great actually, thanks for asking," she held up an envelope an acted as if I knew what that meant.

"What is this?" I took the envelope and read the mailing address on it.

"Amanda, I got free tickets from a magazine for Big Time Rush!" She raised her voice and danced around my kitchen.

I took out the tickets and observed them. "Congrats," I told her. "That's great." Even though I hated them, it was cool she actually won. Someone who actually wants to go see them and won't sell the tickets just for money. I've entered one of those concert contests and sadly didn't win tickets to go see All Time Low.

"The seats aren't that bad at all, you'll have fun I'm sure," I handed the small rectangular paper back to her. She nodded happily and kept jumping.

"Stop jumping! You'll break something, Kelie!"

She awkwardly stopped jumping and changed the subject. "Maybe they'll notice me. That would be my dream come true. But...what I came here to talk about is something different," she leaned towards me a little trying not to make the hint obvious but she failed. Pretty badly. She chuckled nervously. "I need someone to go with to this concert. And before you say no, please?" She gave me her famous pouting eyes.

"Oh no," I shook my head. "I'm not going. Take someone else. Take your mom, take your brother. I don't know just take someone other than me."

"Please, Amanda! Pretty please?" Kelie begged. "I don't have anyone to go with to this concert with! you're my only real friend and you know this! No one takes their mom to concerts and my brother is so gross. Did I mention, he started picking his nose more?"

She did have a point, I was her only friend. And I have been for as long as she's lived. All along, Kelie is a source and target for bullying. Not many people are a fan of her. But I was always there for her when we weren't fighting with each other, standing up. People didn't want to mess with me. In this case, though, I couldn't stand up. The tickets were for a Summer Break Tour. I knew she really wanted to go but she needed someone who enjoyed the band, she would have so much more fun.

"I'm sorry, Kelie, but I can't. I cannot stand them and I'm not a fan. It wouldn't be right. And I think I actually have a date that night."

She looked at me sarcastically as if to say you, having a date?

"Fine. You know what? If I say yes, you owe me silence about Big Time," I sighed, knowing that this concert will probably be the worst day of my summer. I would totally enjoy just going back to the Vans Warped Tour seeing all my favorite punk bands live and in action. Performing real music.

"Does that mean yes?" she cocked an eyebrow.

I had last minute thoughts about how I could change my mind. Maybe I could tell her I had to be in Utah or something for work. But I couldn't do that to her at this point. "Yeah, sure. I guess. Whatever."

Kelie jumped up and down, almost dying of fangirl emotions. Fangirl is like a disease these days, especially in her. "I'm gonna say this now though, I will never like them." She held her mouth closed, keeping her end of the bargain, and I enjoyed the silence. This is music to my ears.

Did I regret saying yes? Yes. Was I going to go for her? I guess. I just hope this whole thing isn't as bad as it seems. If I was 21, I could just drink until I didn't even care about the actual music. Sadly this wasn't the case. I would have to stay sober and pretend like I'm having a good time for my best friend's enjoyment.

I don't just like them. I never will. And now in two days I've booked myself to see the world's stupidest band when I can just stay home and eat popcorn while listening to All Time Low, which I would have loved to win tickets to.

Once Kelie finally went hoe for dinner I decided upon that bath I was lusting to have last night. I went upstairs with my phone, put on Turn It Off by Paramore, and began to take off all the Kat Von D makeup products all over my face. I quietly sung along because face it the acoustics in bathrooms are amazing you know?

I finally got in the bath and started thinking about how I was gonna survive through this concert. It wasn't just them that was the problem, it was all the screaming girls with the fangirl disease Kelie has. And the age group. I doubt there will be many people my age or older there.

I was gonna find a way to get even with Kelie other than her silence she probably wasn't gonna keep.