Love At First Concert (Joe Taylor)

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   I was now sitting in my car crying in the front seat. Why me! We were getting along so nicely! I wanted him! I was falling in love...

   I sighed and looked around for my bag to grab a cigarette. I couldn't find my bookbag. "GOD DAMNIT!". I screamed hitting the steering wheel making my horn go off. I started crying harder.

   I climbed over the front seat to the back seat and grabbed the blanket I keep back there and buried myself in it and cried. I began to feel myself get drowsy and fall asleep.
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   I woke up to knocking on my window, I let out a groan. "What!". I yelled. "Matty, it's Derek.". A soft voice said. I sat up and opened my car door and crawled out.

   "Here you left this in my room.". He said handing my black bookbag. "Oh! Thank you. Sorry about that, I just had a bad night you know.". I said scratching the back of my neck. He looked down and blushed. "Sorry about that...". He said his face getting redder. "Sorry about what?". I asked. He nodded towards my stomach. I just now realized my shirt was pulled all the way up to the end if my bra. I looked at my stomach just above my bellybutton piercing was a blue and purple​ hickey. I blushed. "Body shots.". I mumbled.

   "Um don't worry about it dude.". I say laughing trying not to make this awkward. He smiled. "Well I'll see you around.". I said. "Defiantly!". He smiled. I got in my car and he walked up to the window. I rolled it down. "Stay safe cutie.". He said winking and walking away.

   I started my car and pulled out of the parking lot and got on a main road. I turned on the radio and tried to relax. The song that was on sounds so familiar. The song ended. "So the was pretence by knuckle puck off their new album copacetic!". The radio host said. I groaned and turned off the radio.

   I pulled up to Emily's house and parked in the drive way. I got out of the car and walked into the living room and seen Emily cuddling with some animal. "Whatever.". I say walked upstairs to the room I was staying in.

   I sat down on the bed and dumped out my bag. I grabbed my phone and seen there was a yellow sticky note on my screen. "Call me cutie.". It said with a number wrote on it.  I smiled.

   I grabbed the pack of cigarettes to see I had only one left. "Fuck.". I groaned. I'm just not having a good weekend. I pressed the cancer stick to my lips and grabbed my black bic lighter and flicked it lighting my cigarette.

   I walked down stairs and seen Emily was up. I walked in the kitchen to see Emily holding a fucking raccoon! "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU HOLDING A RACCOON?!". I screamed. "Shhh! Her name's rocket!". She exclaimed.

   "Yeah and I'd doesn't take fucking rocket science to figure out that's a god damn wild animal!". I screamed. "Whatever, was there something you needed?". She said giving my resting bitch face. "Yes, I'm to fucking hurt and I need cigarettes, can you go get me some I'll give you the money.".

   She walked up to me. "Joe told you. I'm sorry Matty I know you liked him.". She said hugging me. "Can you please get me some cigarettes?". I asked. She nodded. Grabbing her raccoon and walking out the door.