{luke}
6:01pm: My palms are damp with sweat as I nervously walk out of my car, towards the stadium where the concert is. I'm so excited to see Skylar. She doesn't know I got an extra ticket right besides her seat.
6:10pm: My eyes scan the rest of the seats as I sit in my own. I'm a bit early, she'll come in a little.
6:24pm: I rummage through the bag of stuff I got her. Purple nail polish, because it's her favorite color. Another Panic! shirt for obvious reasons. A stuffed penguin to remind her of me. ( ^_^) A box of oil pastels because she likes art. And a super-duper long note that took AGES to write. All in purple wrapping paper.
6:36pm: Maybe she got lost on the way here?
6:47pm: The concert is starting.
6:59pm: The rest of the stadium is packed. No one else is walking in.
7:02pm: I've texted her 24 times already. None of the messages are delivering.
7:24pm: I'm very scared.
7:46pm: I think I know what happened.
7:56pm: She's not coming.
8:12pm: I get up and leave. Sitting in the parking lot inside my car, tears spilling out of my eyes. I wanted to see her so badly. I'm praying with all of my heart, that what I think happened to her isn't actually true.
( :( )
