I woke up to 50 text messages from my other best friend, Em.
Em: KEN
Em:KENNEDY
Em:WAKE UP I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU
(many more texts like those)
K:WHAT??
E:I GOT YOU A PRESENT!
K:WHAT IS IT, JUST TELL ME ALREADY!!!!!!!
E:I GOT YOU TICKETS TO SEE TØP!
K:REALLY?
E:YES NOW GET READY IM PICKING YOU UP IN 20 ❤️
I jumped up out of bed, screamed internally and started getting ready. I was going to see twenty one pilots tonight!!
I decided on wearing my Blurryface album shirt and a pair of ripped black jeans with my off-brand Doc Martens. Em had texted me that she was on her way so I started doing my makeup. As I was doing my eyeliner I had second thoughts about going. I loved this band. the way that the words resonated with my feelings. I just wasn't sure if I belonged there. my stupid Blurryface shirt showed that I was a fake fan. The fact that I didn't know every word to the songs showed that I was a fake fan. I just wasn't sure if I belonged there. Other fans deserved it more than I did. So I called Em and she answered on the second ring.
"Hey Em...II-I d-don't want to g-go," I sputtered out.
"Why not?! You are the biggest fan of twenty one pilots I know!!"
"Other people deserve it more than I do."
"Wrong. you deserve this just as much as anyone else. I'm still on my way and I will drag you to the concert if I have to"
With that she hung up without a goodbye. Seconds later I heard her knocking at the front door.
"GET UP WE ARE GOING TO THIS CONCERT" was all I heard before my door opened to reveal my brunette best friend.
"Okay...okay. Fine. I'm getting up."
We both got in her red Jeep whom we called "Big Red" and sped away.
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