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Here goes my one shot of twenty one pilots cause im tøp trash
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The lights. The smoke. The confeti. This was the end. Yet, in the very roots of my heart, I felt alive.
Awoken by the busy street of the morning I lay in my bed. Contemplating on these emotions I had. I sighed,"It was only a dream." Disappointed, I rose from the sheets of my bed, and waddled over to the bathroom to start the shower.
I've never been to a single concert.
Ever since I found twenty one pilots, I've been saving it for them.
Nothing could explain how special they were to me.
Even if I'd probably never be able to go.
I was willing to take the risk.
I walked out of "my cave" and into the small living room I shared with my best friend, Dakota Hawkins.
"It's about damn time!" Dakota exclaimed at the sight of my presence.
"Good morning to you too, Dakota." I scoffed.
"What a ray of sunshine,"she chuckled," Xenovia, you understand it's 1:21 P.M ?!"
" I couldn't wake up from my dream, I didn't want to." I yawned as I poured myself some Cheerios.
"Wait, let me guess, it was that concert dream again wasn't it?" Dakota inquired as she walked over to me.
I nodded shamelessly.
"You've been saving up for a concert for like, ever!"Dakota complained,"I bet you have enough for five tickets now!"
"I'm just waiting for the right time, Dakota." I said through a mouthful of cereal.
"Well, time is almost up, so I'd hurry if I were you."She walked back to the couch.
What? She knows something that I don't about this.
What could it be?
I decided to check my email. If I really subscribed to their website, I should've been notified.
I did get an email...
"Hawkins..." I growled.
No answer.
Fine. I'll take matters to my own hands.
I got up from the kitchen counter and made my way behind the couch, where Dakota was sitting.
"You ain't slick, Xenovia."
I sighed. I can't be mad at my bestie ,"Why'd you go through my email?" I whined.
"Hehe... how else would I know time
was running out?" Dakota giggled,"Don't worry I entered too, so you can have more of a chance."
The email.
Was for Tour De Columbus.
Codes were out in an hour.
I was on the edge of my seat.
I wanted to win a ticket to Schottenstein Center.
The last show of Blurryface.
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I hope that counts as a one shot XD
I might make it into a story idk
Hope you liked it -KawaiiQueen-
