Wish We Could Turn Back Time m.c

Chapter 33

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Jasmine's POV

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October fourth was on a Tuesday. I said goodbye to Rachel and flew into Australia on Monday night, staying at the same hotel as Rachel's cousin, Jace, so it would just be easier to get there in the morning. After all, I've never been out of America, let alone Sydney before so I couldn't very well get to the concert by myself.

"What's your name again?" Jace asked me as we arrived at the hotel room from the airport and I plopped my bag on the foot of the bed.

"Jasmine," I replied with a friendly smile.

"Jasmine," he repeated back to me, nodding. The two of us have never officially met before, but Rachel is like my family, so I figure her family is my family. It wasn't weird.

"So Jace, where's the best clubs around here? Rachel tells me you travel all over the world, know your way around Sydney pretty well?" I asked him. After all, it was only about eight o'clock when my flight came in, so I figured we'd need something to do.

"Oh no," he laughed at me mockingly just like Rachel does when she thinks my crazy ideas are stupid. "Rachel told me about your uh..." he paused, "bad habits and we're not going anywhere tonight. I've got to put up with you all day tomorrow and I am not having you hung over." I sighed. Gosh dang it Rachel.

"Well, a girl's gotta try," I smiled again. And so, I ended up just scrolling through my phone 'till about eleven when I finally got sleepy. For some reason, a bunch of those Misha Collins memes were making a comeback on Tumblr today. I guess it's better that I had a boring night in after all. I didn't really want to be hung over when I met Michael either. Besides, who doesn't love a good meme once in awhile.

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The next morning was pretty slow, we didn't have to go to the venue to set up for sound check 'till like four o'clock, so there was a lot of time to kill. I spent most of it perfecting my outfit, hair, and makeup. The cuter I look when I meet Michael, the better.

I wore black denim cutoffs that had rips in the front and studs on the pockets, very edgy. Then, of course, I had to wear my 5sos merch even if I was technically going to be part of the crew, so I wore my black t shirt that I got from the band's official online store that had the safety pin symbol on the front and said 'Clifford 95' on the back. Then, I put my curly hair up in a high pony tail and teased a little bump in front. I topped it off with a black tattoo choker with a yin yang charm and some black Doc Martins. Looking at myself in the mirror, I felt very emo. I didn't realize I'd dressed in all black, but I went ahead and followed the aesthetic with some smoky black eye makeup and a deep plum lipstick. I was finally satisfied at around twelve.

"Can I have a turn in the bathroom now, please?" Jace said in a sarcastic tone when I finally emerged with my new look.

"Hey, if Rachel told you about me, you must know how high maintenance I am. You signed up for it," I winked before checking my phone and popping a piece of cinnamon gum in my mouth. This was going to be a good day.

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