"why not?!" I yell
"Sweetie, I'm sorry, but me and your father both have work. You can't go with your friends because I don't trust them" my mom sighs
"My friends aren't even going!" That's a lie. "Just let me go by myself! Mom, I'm 17! I'll pay for food and drinks and bus fare! Just let me go." I beg my mom
"I'm sorry, but my final answer is no. It's not safe." My mom opens the fridge to grab some creamer
"Mom, pl-" I'm cut off by my mom's phone ringing
"Can't talk sweetie, it's work. Go to your room, it might be important." She says before picking up the phone
I groan and walk up the stairs to my room. I just wanna see them. I wanna meet 5SOS. I don't have enough money for the meet and greet so this is the way I can meet them. I'm going. I don't care. I'll sneak out
I have to see them. They've helped me through so much. I won't have time to talk to them so I wrote them a letter a few days ago
It's pretty long but it's worth it. They say they always read all of their fan mail so I hope they weren't lying.
Hello! I'm Ramey. I met you at the air port and I'm really really hoping you're reading this and will respond because my mom is gonna kill me when she finds out I snuck out to see you guys haha. Uh. So. I really REALLY wanna thank you for everything you've done for me. Without you, I probably wouldn't be alive. I really would honestly appreciate it if you guys could DM me on Twitter or Instagram. My account on Twitter is @Ramey5SOS and my account on Instagram is @just.ramey or @hibyepiegirl depending on if I change it back to my old username or not. I don't have many friends and it would really help if I could talk to you because I'm getting a lot of shit at school and whatever. Just a simple hi would make me feel so great. Please. Anything. Thank you so so so so much for everything you've done for me and the other fans. I really do appreciate all of the sacrifices you've made just to make us music and to make us happy. Thank you so, so so much.
Sincerely,
Ramey :)
I grab an envelope from my desk drawer and place the note inside and lick the seal to shut it.
I flip it over and write
To: 5SOS
From: Ramey (another fan girl)
I smile, satisfied with my work.
I walk downstairs and grab a can of Pepsi from the fridge and go to the pantry to grab my can of Pringles. The sour cream and onion ones obviously ;). I head up to my room and set the Pepsi on my nightstand and the Pringles on my bed.
I sit on my bed, crisscrossing my legs. I open the drawer of my nightstand and pull out a bag of jolly ranchers.
Everything I'm eating right now, I bought with my own money. I work at a pizzeria down the road from here called Baby Pan. My parents refused to buy candy and other things like soda because my two older brothers would eat them in 10 seconds.
Since I bought them myself, they're off limits to everyone but me.
I crack the tab on the soda can and take a sip and set it back down. I take a chip from the can and place it into my mouth and take my phone out of the pocket of my hoodie and begin to watch Dan Howell.
"Ramey" I hear someone whisper and I turn towards my window slowly
I see my friend blake at my window and I laugh so hard.
I run and lock my door before opening the window and punching the screen out.
Blake steps in and sits on my bed.
He takes a red jolly rancher from my bag and pops it into his mouth
"Hello" he says
"Why didn't you just come through the front door?" I laugh
"Parents told me not to see you again, remember?" He questions
"Who cares? My mom is in a business call and my dad barely cares." I mutter.
"Ok..um..I have bad news.." He smiles shyly
"Which is...." I lead off
"I'm not going with you to meet 5sos"
