Have you ever guessed the wrong answer? If you said no then you may be Albert Einstein. Maybe.
"Holly!" My mom , Jacie, shouts from downstairs. I mumble a few words drag myself down the stairs.
"Yes"
"Are you blogging again?"
"...no of course not! Why would I do that especially after you specifically told me not to? Nah" I lie to her, not afraid like most of them goodie two shoes would be.
She gives my a tilt and hip hold along with a motherly dirty look. "Okay just like how I cleaned this kitchen by myself with you. Give me a break Hol, I know you were. It's on my face book feed," she shakes her phone at me. I ignore her and walk upstairs.
My name is Holly Mayfield and unfortunately I was born on Christmas. I mean, i don't care anymore because I don't get toys or anything anymore but still, it's a busy day and you give gifts to others, not you. But anyway I'm 17 years old and I'm a band person. Ah, music, the only thing that saves you from breaking and wanting to give up when your a teenager. Homework music and bands Is basically my life's summary. But there's another thing about me. A big thing. It makes me cry every single time I hear, speak and even see it, let alone type it. Everyone knows, it's just something that lingers on my side for days, weeks, months, and almost 2 years now. My sister Ashlyn and my brother Holland were in a terrible accident, Ashlyn was 14 and my brother was 19, and the car flipped over. And the only surviver? Ashlyn. And my brother was the best to be with, he always loved you no matter what. Anyway that's my story.
I was looking at @rossR5 on twitter when something caught my eye.:
"@rikerR5, @rossR5; meet and greet on Sat October 26! Just me and Riker! Don't miss it! Long Beach, California. Who's coming?"
I live in long beach. He's gonna be in long beach. I sprang up and ran down the stairs. "MOM MOM MOM!" I screamed running every where. "Shut up! Your sister is sleeping!" She hissed at me. I shrugged and told her about it.
"Okay so is it money?"
"I don't know! I don't think so.."
"Alright well that's next weekend so.."
She thinks on what were doing then finally says, "yeah. I guess you could go" I scream at the top of my lungs so excited, "Holly! What did I tell you?! Ashlyn is sleeping!" I really don't get why she gets so mad even though my sister is 16.
And this is where the fun begins right about now.
"Oh my freaking gosh mom! We're meeting Riker and Ross!"
"Like I didn't know that. You've been talking about it non-stop for the past days. Enough please. I'm gonna go use the restroom. I'll be back in a couple. Love you!" I nod and move up along with the other 3 people in front of me and the 100 behind me. "Oh my God! Where is she?!" I say.
"Who?" A voice says from in front of me. I look up from my phone and look at the two boys staring at me. I cover my mouth and start to cry. "Are you okay? Here." He hands my a signed piece of paper. "Hugs! Don't forget hugs!" Riker says. I lean in for a hug. "I can't believe this! Thank you so-o much! I love you!" I say still freaking out. I get a picture and I walk away. I look at the autographed paper and notice something paper clipped to it- "call me sometime :) 1-000-000-0000" this isn't happening. It's not this is fake. 100000000% a dream. I'm done. And then and there I tuck the piece of paper one of them wrote into my pocket just before I faint in front if everyone.
A/N
JUST GOT 1K ON MY IMAGINES! WOW GUYS LOVE YOU!
