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Kimmi's point of view

Ok, the day of the concert. I did my hair and I'm doing my makeup.

Start with foundation and concealer.

Then eyeliner and eyebrows and lips.

DON- haha I'm not done. I still need the signature Andy slash thingy on my cheek. I don't know the name ok? Don't judge.

DONE! Time to get dressed!

- 30 minutes later -

"SHOOT! SHOOT! SHOOT! SHOOT! AHHH AHHH AHHHHHHHHH! I'M GOING TO MEET ANDY BIERSACK, JAKE PITTS, JINXX, CC, AND ASHLEY PURDY! AHHHHHH! I DON'T CARE IF IT IS 5 MINUTES OR 30 SECONDS! I GET TO MEET THEM!"

- 4 pm -

*ding dong*

"COMING!"

I nearly tripped down the stairs, I was running so fast.

BANG. I hit the door.

gr8 start m8.

"Heey? You ok?"

"Yep! Yeppity yep yep! yEP YEP YEP YE-"

"Hehe calm down girl. You look great. Let's go!"

We are out of the door.

// ok so my writing style... a couple days/ weeks ago was different from the next chapters coming up so sorry! I have no idea of this story is in past or present tense but in the next chapters it will be, I hope, past tense. Thank you so much for the reads!! //

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