Memory. It's a funny thing.
In this story I'm going to tell is completely made up because of memory. I'll start from the beginning.
January 24. That's the day. The day I met him the person who I adored. Worshipped. I was going to meet him. Hunter Rowland.
"Hay cutie what's your name?" Hunter said to me when I went to meet him at his meet and greet.
"I-I-Im Alette." I stuttered nervously. I sounded like an idiot!
"No need to be shy. Its just me." He wispered into my ear.
We took our picture and then before I left he took my arm and wrote down on it
I'll remember you
Then his number too. Wow.
Time skip
I got home and went straight to my room. I whipped out my phone and texted Hunter.
Hay
Is this the girl from the meet and greet?
Yup that's me🙈👌!
Cool. So do you want to hang out tomorrow at my house?
Sure...
He then texted me all the information. I can't wait.
