Stand Up

I sat there. Out of the things I ever could have done. My whole life I was just the fit in, just another, regular joe kinda girl. Now I sat in the backstage area of a Katy Perry concert. Not for the regular reasons, I was in here to speak to a certain someone's lawyer.

All I did was maybe start a huge, huge girl fight.

I like to think I did the right thing, but I'm not sure. Basically this White Girl behind me was all like "Omg, I can't believe my dad made me go to this concert. Like I don't even like Katy Perry anymore. I mean she's such a whore. She divorced Russell Brand and then married John Mayer and got pregnant." Now by this point you have to understand I was planning to (a) punch her or (b) punch her in the boob. I voted plan A because plan B was a little to awkward. I stared down once more at my "I love Katy" sneakers. I started to regret my plan but it seemed my body would not have it. I swung around and hit White Girl square in the jaw. I was still comprending what I just did when White Girl swung back. I was knocked to the ground, pain was shooting through my abdomen. Before I knew it I heard my mom yell. I knew she wouldn't hit her target. She didn't, she hit a boy in khakis and a blue shirt. And, again, before I knew it White Girl had her friend punch my mom and she missed. The person she hit then punched her. It was a domino affect. That was the last thing I remembered before getting kicked hard in the head.

Now here I was in the back stage area in a tiny room. It is covered in white with brite florescent white lights blinding me. I brush my thick brown curls out of my face. I thought I had my hair up or rather pulled back. I look down to my Rue 21 watch, I find that it's only 9:13. I also find my hair tie on my wrist. I rapidly pull it off my wrist and pull my hair back. As I do I notice that this chair is really uncomfortable. It's blue with black rim. I also notice my intense need to pee. Just as I try to get up to go find a bathroom a guy in a suit walks in. He is wearing a traditional suit except for the tiny lollipop pin on his suit. He sits in the chair across from me. It looks very comfortable. He also looks as if he has the pleasure of a fresh pee. He doesn't talk but moves his mouth and shakes his head as if contemplating what to say. I speak first.

"I have to pee. Like really bad."

He completely ignores me and starts talking.

"Well, Miss Carissa you sure are a trouble maker. Lucky for you Katy is not pressing charges or sueing."

Really? I can't even imagine what they could sue me for. God, I really have to pee!

"But before you go Katy would like to speak to you."

I forget all about peeing. Oh my god.... THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING! If I knew this would happen I would punch people more often.

I look over to see that Lollipop Suit has left leaving me alone. I find myself checking my hair. I can feel how frizzy it is. I take it out and flip it in front of my face. I here the door open and someone sit down. I look through my huge hair. I feel my eyes widen and quickly put my hair back up. She is even more beautiful in person. She is striking in her white suit with multicolored dots lined on it. I feel her watching me as I gap at her.

"Hi"

Omg, her voice is amazing. I feel like a creep staring at her like I am.

"So...you started that fight..."

Oh no, I really don't want to talk about this.

"Why did you start it?"

I really don't know how to answer this.

"I really love you." Why do I such creepy things?

She nods as if that makes everything so much clearer.

She gets up making the candy buttons on her suit click. She moves towards me and I flinch. She stops as if confused. Which I am. She reaches for my shoulder and leans down to my ear.

"Thank You."

I feel a silent tear roll down her cheek and hit my shirt. I make I mental note to never wash it again. I smile at her and say "You have to stand up for what you love." and she hugs me. I will now never take a shower again. She backs away and sits on the table. She smells of "Killer Queen". I told my mother she uses it. I feel good as I know I wore that perfume here tonight. Maybe she notices.

As if reading my mind she says "You smell like my perfume."

Yay she noticed.

"So um are ... I mean is this your first of my concerts?"

Odd question but okay.

" Yes... And it is my first to ruin..."

It was an attempt at comic relief ,but the words felt heavy coming out of my mouth.

I see Katy slightly smile and then it turns to a frown. I'm so stupid.

"I still really want to know why you started the fight"

I could tell her but I don't want to sound pathetic and obsessed. Although I am.

"I... I...um... I just didn't like what the Princess behind me said."

Why did I just use my annoying nicknames in front of her?

"Oh"

We sit for a couple of seconds in silence. Then she stands. I really don't want her to leave but she can't stay with me forever.

"Goodbye"

And with that she's gone. I don't know why but I just start crying. Maybe because I'd planned meeting her so much different. This sucks, I'm such an idiot.

My thoughts are interrupted by someone putting there arm around me and taking me somewhere. I don't open my eyes, I want her image to stay in my mind. I finally open my eyes to what looks like a waiting/lounge area.

"Thanks mom." It's probably her.

"Umm ok?"

Wait, this person smells like Killer Queen. This is not my mom. Kill me.