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fifteen

calum ***

If you've ever had your breath taken away by someone, you've never truly fallen in love. When I saw her, I had the wind knocked out of me. She may have been dressed in pyjamas and eating Doritos on a bench in front of a store, but that didn't change anything.

It changed the tabloids, however.

"Calum, who is this?" The sound of the magazine smacking on the table makes me cringe. "You've never thought about the paps? We get it. You're a teenage boy. But you can't go running off with everyone that breathes."

"She's my friend. Okay? I'll get with someone famous. Then will they shut up?" I lean back on the wall. Roger shrugs.

"It's up to management, now. Good luck." I scoff and roll my eyes, and I burst through the doors of the building. I walk into the corridors, which are decorated with ugly green plants and white carpet.

from erin the bestest

hey the concert is today

from erin the bestest

we must get ready so meet me at the venue at 5 cause imma drag you out to meet people

from you

ok sweets

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erin ***

I study my clothes in the small mirror. I picked out a black shirt and my most punk jeans, which were ripped dark blue skinny jeans. My hair is a mess.

My mother is hispanic, and my father was white, so I inherited her skin and his hair. He had soft brown hair, which, luckily I have. My mother always complains about the curly mass on her head.

I brush it through and say goodbye to my mom. I decide to take the bus to the venue so that way I don't have to drive.

I can't believe I'm going to a concert with my best friend.