Braxton and I became pretty good friends and tonight we are suppose to be going to this little gig at a bar near Braxtons house she says "our goal is to get laid tonight". What she doesn't know is im not experienced with anything I'm kinda nerdy and antisocial. I mean I love bands and books that explains it right there. I stay in my room all day reading fanfiction and listening to music then I might go out on the beach and play volleyball.
As it became closer time to go, I got more nervous and I realised I needed to put some makeup over my freckle blotches I have from skin poison. So put some base on then blush, after that I did my usual cateye look that I've been doing since 7th grade... finely I finish off with lip liner and a dark purple over my entire lips.
I look down at my jeans and shirt, then panicked because I looked like a bum from my shoulders down. So I went to my wardrobe and looked for a casual band crop top. I didn't have a certain one in mind but when my eyes laid on my hollywood undead crop top I knew that was perfect for tonight. So I threw it on and now I needed to search for some nice blue jeaned shorts that were short and made but butt look big because the truth is I got a really flat butt... so I found my Calvin Klein shorts and I slipped those on... I did my usual thing where I stare at myself in the mirror and take a few pics to post on sc to keep my hoes updated down in South Carolina and then I texted Braxton to tell her I'm ready and waiting for her.
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the drummer boy
Fanfictiona girl who is obsessed with warm weather and music meets a boy with curly brown hair who plays drums for Swmrs.
