Strings // lrh

chapter one

I scroll through the pages on my book; invested and determined to finish it by the end of tonight. My eyes scroll through the words, which don't stop to look up despite hearing somebody call my name.

It's not until I feel a cold hand shake my shoulder; breaking all of the focus, climax, and investment I had built up into the words printed onto the pages. My head snaps up, looking at whoever had broken my focus with a knot tying my eyebrows together.

My gaze eases up when I realize that it's just my best friend, Maggie. She sits down in the desk next to me, as she starts to babble on about some story that I will mostly be uninterested in, cause best friend or not, she still interrupted my book.

"Okay, so basically what happened was, some girl walked up to me and handed me these tickets and said that she had no use for them, since she wasn't into whatever it was anymore. And I decided, hey, why not, and I hadn't looked at the tickets, so I decided to sell them if I didn't like the band or whatever these tickets were for. Basically, I got handed tickets to the next sounds live feels live show in the city!" She exclaims.

My eyes widen as an immediate reaction to the news. 5 Seconds of Summer was my favorite band. Maggie enjoyed their music, but it wasn't much more then that. She did think that Michael, Luke, Ashton, and Calum are incredibly hot, but she's not really a part of the fandom.

So basically, me being obsessed with them since I was sixteen, now being twenty, in my last year of college, having almost all of my credits finished, this is huge news. I still love the band a whole lot, it's just there aren't posters cluttering my wall anymore, there isn't a 5sos comforter or pillow or blanket with Michael's face in my room anymore. It's different, now. But I can't believe after all the years I get to see them perform.

This is basically a huge deal to me.

"You're joking. You are fucking kidding me," I say to nobody in particular, putting in an extra emphasis on 'fucking' to really express that I'm basically freaking out.

"No I'm not!" She smiles widely, and before I can even realize or comprehend it, I'm being dragged into a hug by Maggie, and I just squeeze her, happy about the fact that I'll see my idols in concert.

It may seem childish to still like the band, being in my twenties, but to be fair, I'm in the band members age group. And I'm just barely twenty, I'm not even a quarter into my life.

"Wait, how good are the seats?" I ask her, curious. I won't mind if it's as high up as the nose bleed section, before she has the chance to answer me, the professor walks through the door in his pajamas, looking extremely tired. "Have a free period, I don't give a shit today. Or really, any day. Just get out of my room."

I grin. In college, we have so much freedom. One time, I got extra credit for winning a roast battle. College is much better then high school, I know that much.

Maggie and I exit the classroom with a grin plastered onto our faces, happy that we won't have to sit through the class. Bianca and I go back to our dorm, which is where we met, when we introduced ourselves on the first day when we were freshmen.

"Okay so, when is the concert?" I ask her, cause I definitely need to start having a countdown on my phone. That's what I usually do with exciting events such as concerts, vacations, etc.

"October 4th, it's actually the last show of the tour. Hopefully they'll give us their all, then." She informs me, reading everything she is telling right from her ticket.

"Wow, that's about a month away. Now I'm really excited." I grin, she nods, agreeing. "But the one thing I'm really excited for is seeing them in person. Like, they must be hotter in real life, am I right?" I smirk, getting another nod from Maggie showing that she agrees.

"I couldn't agree with you more on that one, Adelaide."