2| Enchanted To Meet You

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*1 week later*

This is way harder than I thought. A million bucks sounds sweet and all, but killing a celebrity is going to be really hard. If only I could find a way to kill him without somehow getting caught.

Just to help, I decided to buy backstage passes and front row tickets, which aren't cheap. I find it hard to believe people spend loads of money just to hear a teenager sing and pay even more just to say "Hi" to him. I bet he doesn't even write his own songs. It's sad how fucked up the music industry is getting.

I finally bought them, which took ages of waiting or else they'd be sold out. Why do all of these stupid girls love him anyway? I mean, he is such a horrible singer to begin with. Plus, he's just trash. I'm actually kinda glad I get a chance to kill him.

I decided to go to my kitchen to sharpen my knives. Not only will it kill him easily, it'll make me look like a total badass.

I decided to call Emma, one of my few friends. Too bad she has almost no clue about me. If she knew I kill people for a people, she would call the police for sure.

"Hey Emma, I have a surprise for you" I said with a fake smile.

"Oh my gosh Jessie, tell me!" She squealed. She was the fan girl type of person. 

"Well, I got us front row tickets to a Shawn Mendes concert." I didn't mention that I got us a backstage pass because that's a surprise.

"Seriously? I thought they were sold out" She squealed even more. Normally she's cool and all, but her inner fangirl is really annoying.

"Well I managed some. If you drive us to the arena, I'll give you the ticket I bought for you." 

She started squealing and then screaming thank you at least a million times before hanging up. 

Since Emma was going to pick me up in about fifteen minutes, I just threw on a simple sweatshirt with skinny jeans and tied my hair up in a bun. 

"Hey red-head, I'm at your door. You better bring our tickets." She teased me. Emma always teases me for being a ginger.

"Fine." I grabbed our concert tickets and our two back stage passes. Emma's back stage pass was for before the actual concert, while mine were for after. I grabbed one of my knives and put it in my sweater pocket, just in case.

I got out of the house to see Emma with a smile plastered all over her face. 

"Come on, I don't want to be late to see Shawn!" She grabbed my hand and led me to her car before I could tell her about our backstage passes.

I took a seat as Emma got the car out of the drive way.

"Emma, how long have you had that driver's license for?"  I said when she hit a mail box.

"Like two days, oh wait, let's wait for the stop sign to turn green" She replied.

"What the heck, Emma? You wait like two seconds and then go. Stop signs don't turn green. Here, pull over and let me take the wheel." I sighed as she nodded her head and pulled over to the side.

We switched seats and I started driving. 

"Hey Jessie, are those what I think they are?" She picked up the back stage passes from the glove compartment.

"Yes, they're backstage passes. I was going to tell you later, but never mind." I kept my eyes on the road.

45 minutes later

"We're here." I parked in an empty spot as Emma started screaming and running towards the entrance.

"Emma, here's your backstage pass and concert tickets. By the way, the meet and greet doesn't start until after the concert." I handed her the tickets.

"Okay, I'll meet you at our seats. I'm just going to explore the back stage area." She ran off to the entrance. I sighed and started following her. I honestly am starting to think fan girls are crazy.

(...)

"Backstage pass, please?" The security guard asked. I was worried he might notice my knife. 

"Here," I handed him my pass and he punched in the hole. I took it back and ran before he could notice the knife in my pocket.

I was walking, when suddenly I bumped into some tall guy.

"Wow, watch where you're going," I yelled. When he got up, I have to admit he was handsome. He had really nice hair and gorgeous brown eyes. Did I mention how tall he was?

"Sorry. I'm kind of in a rush. Can't talk, gotta run" Before I could say anything, he ran off to a big door. 

I sighed, and ran off to find Emma. I decided to check the vending machine I saw earlier, considering she loves junk food. Of course, I found her buying food from it.

"Emma, come on. We have to be in our seats in five. If you don't hurry up, we're not going to be allowed in." 

"Fine." She grabbed the Doritos she bought and rushed to the stadium area. 

6 minutes later

After waiting in our seats for a while, Shawn Mendes finally came on the stage. 

He had brown eyes, brown hair, and was really tall.

That's when I realized he was the handsome guy I  ran into.









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