"I only know one thing for sure, and that's you. I don't care if this is the worst timing I only care about what you think," Martin sighed resting his hand on my hip.
"Do you really care about what I think?" I replying looking up at his questioning...
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ellamiarosales: suns out, lemons out [ @ Lolla day 2]
tagged: jensenrscottie
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jensenrscottie: omg look at all of your frekz but
jensenrscottie: how dare you look that good !!!
rosaleslogan: cover up, dork
jakeynguyen: hml beauty, you never text back
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"I told you, we should've left at 1. Now we hit prime time for bag check," I groaned slightly scolding Jensen as she adjusted her shirt trying to hide small flask in bra band.
"Oh, get over it, we're gonna make it inside eventually. You're just mad that they took away your flask yesterday," Jensen teased me making me roll my eyes playfully. She wasn't wrong. "Plus, you still managed to get drunk, so shut your hungover up and smile."
I giggled at my dork of a best friend as the line was moving a long quickly. When the lines to get in get congested like this, security check people less heavily because they try to reduce the lines by a lot. We finally reached the front as I took off my fanny pack as the security lady squeezed it quickly and sweeping my chest and under arms in like 2 seconds before letting me go scan my pass. Easiest check ever. I scanned my pass turning around seeing Jensen looking relaxed as security ignored her back all together and breezed by with me.
"See, prime time," Jensen winked as she scanned her pass in. We started walking in admiring the flags from countries blowing in the wind greeting us into day 2.
"Ma'am, is there something on your back?" We heard behind us turning around to see a Chicago Police Officer walk towards us.
"Nope, I just have a big ass bra, but thanks for pointing out an insecurity to me," Jensen faked starting to get offended and emotional while I started to hug her while she started her fake water works. I glared at the cop while Jensen nuzzled her head into my neck beginning her water works.
"Oh, um, I'm sorry. Please enjoy," the cop awkwardly watched, then walked away while Jensen and I started giggling and walking away.
"Classic," I laughed as we rushed closer into crowds so we could take the flask out. Jensen and I had been best friends since 7th grade when we started planning our fake scenarios to get us out of trouble. We heard a performer near by at Pepsi stage, the bass taking over our bodies as we half walked/half danced into the festival. "Who do you want to see first?"
"We should get our merchandise now before everything sells out this weekend. Plus, Oliver said he would meet us there," my best friend Jensen smiled swinging my arm. Ah, Oliver, my beautiful best friends boyfriend of a year who is constantly trying to set me up with his friends. I wasn't in the mood to meet any of his friends, and ignore the flittering. Since when did music festivals turn into hook up spots?
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