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We arrive at the show, the line to get in wraps all the way around the block, I walk hand in hand with Chance to the doors.
What appears to be a security guard blocks the door, as we reach the doors, the boys manager steps out, he whispers something in the guards ear, he simply nods.
We reach the door, and he opens it for us to walk in, handing us two passes to go around our necks.
We step into the building, and walk into a huge room, we must be early, because hardly anyone is here, we walk up to the stage. We stand there in awkward silence, until I see Zach poke his head out from back stage.
Our eyes meet quickly, and he gives me a soft smile. Before he disappears back stage.
He returns quickly, but this time with the whole band.
The walk out, and sit down in front of us with their legs dangling off the edge.
"Hey," I say.
"Hey," they all reply at the same time.
I turn to Chance, "This is Chance," I introduce.
"Hey i'm Jack."
"Jonah."
"Zach."
"Sup I'm Corbyn," the day as they shake his hand.
"And you've already met Daniel," I state the obvious, as they give each other a small smile and nod.
"So when does the show start," Chance asks breaking the silence.
"7:00" Zach says. I pull out my phone, and see that it is only 6:00.
Whoops.
"But they should be letting the others in any minute," Daniel says. I nod.
"So what are these passes for," I ask.
"Oh it pretty much let you do anything you want here," Jonah explains, "you guys can come to the meet and greet afterwards, and everything." The boys all nod in agreement.
We could here screaming, and quickly the boys got up and started to head back stage.
"See you after the show," Corbyn said as he disappeared.
As soon as they were gone everyone came in, screaming and pushing.
Great.
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Polar Opposites
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