New Beginnings || l.h

•Twenty-Five•

Day of Australia concert.

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"I'm eighteen!" I squeal to Ciarra. "I'm gonna tweet it."

She smiles at me. "You've been obsessed with Twitter ever since you downloaded it."

I nod, and quickly tweet.

@RaveWilde I'm finally 18!🎉

"So what time are we leaving?" Ciarra asks me as we rummage through my closet to find my new converse that I threw in there.

Ciarra was already ready. She was wearing a black shirt that said "Irwin 94" on the back with ripped high waisted shorts and black and white converse.

Her ombréd hair was nearly done in a waterfall braid.

I on the other hand, was wearing a shirt like Ciarra's, but mine was white and had "Hemmings 96" on the back.

I had a red flannel wrapped around my waist, and black ripped jeans.

I was looking for my red converse, but I can't find them. So I'll just wear my black ones.

My hair was newly dyed blue, clashing with the red flannel.

"I don't know. I also don't know how we're gonna get our tickets." I shrug.

At this time, Luna comes running up the stairs from the kitchen, pizza in hand. "You're out of pizza." She states the obvious.

I laugh.

"We'll figure something out." Sh smiles, almost as if she knows something I don't.

"What are you-" I begin, but the doorbell rings downstairs.

"That's not Gray, right?" I groan. "He's been coming over lately."

Ciarra smirks. "Go open it."

I give her a dry look and walk down the steps, seeing my dad at the door.

I can't see over my dad so I stand behind him. "Uh dad?" I ask. "Who is it?"

My dad turns around with a smile on his face, holding the 3 concert tickets. "No one." He winks to the person behind him and closes the door. "Here." He hands me them.

"You seem fishy." I raise an eyebrow, but willingly take the tickets.

He groans. "Okay it was Luke." I gasp. "Shh. He told me not to tell you bec-"

Too late. I was already pushing past my dad and opening the door, and shut it quickly.

I watch lukes retreating back slows to a stop, and his body guard came up from behind him and escorted him back to the tour bus.

I smile at his retreating figure and walk back into the house, where Ciarra and Luna are sitting on the couch, ready to go.

"You ready?" Luna smiles at me, and they stand up.

I grab my car keys from the hook next to the door. "Ready as I'll ever be."

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"Oh my god," Luna squeals. "This is amazing!"

We were in the front row, along with many, many other girls, impatiently waiting for the boys' performance.

Just then, we hear every girl scream, and we put our attention back onto the stage, where Ashton was up on the drum platform, one hand with a drumstick pointed to the sky.
"Are you ready, Sydney?!" He exclaims, leading to loud cheering and screaming.