Nevermind.

K.

It was the Saturday we were supposed to head to LA, and as usual, my anxiety levels are rising.. 

 I never thought in my life I'd actually be able to meet him in person, which exactly how I feel about aliens. (Who said that?)

I grabbed my suitcase and started throwing clothes into it. My closet was a good size, there was nothing really special about it. 

"I need something that doesn't look like trash but it doesn't look like a hoe either.." I said as I looked through my closet.

Shirt. Leggings. Shirt.Leggings. Wait.. 7 pairs of leggings and 7 pairs of shirts! I need new clothes. 

I never really had any nice blouses.. 

My closet was mostly made up of t-shirts and leggings. Basically what I wear every day, who tf am I trying to impress anyways?

  Logan Paul. My conscience quickly replied. 

Before I was gonna say a sassy remark back to myself, my phone started ringing...

It was Bryce. 

Bryce is one of my closest friends, especially she was one of the people  I can tolerate in this world. I quickly swiped my phone and answered her.

"Hey Sab, I heard you and Maddy won that competition.. When are y'all leaving?" She said in a curious tone.

This kinda worried me.. Why was she so interested in me flying halfway across the country to some youtuber she doesn't like? 

 All she does is send me a bunch of The 100 and FTWD edits then move on. We sometimes talk shit about other people but let's not get into that. 

"Oh yeah, we won the stupid contest. We are leaving tomorrow actually.." I said to her in a nervous tone. I am low key praying she does not notice that I do not want her to come. 

She doesn't even like Logan Paul. What the hell is she gonna do over there in LA?

Oh, shit.. Comic-Con..

"Oh well, I was wondering if  Brianne and I can tag along with y'all. I really wanna se Alycia this year at Comic-Con. I am already saving a shit ton of money for this you know once in a lifetime moment for me."  There it was.. I fucking called it.

I had to think about what I was gonna say... I had two questions in my head...

#1 Where the hell is she gonna get that much money? You have to pay tickets and line up to meet people at Comic-Con. It is fucking impossible. 

#2 Is all she gonna wear shirt and leggings? Cause I don't wanna be the only one looking like this. I am meeting Logan Paul for the first time. This shit needs to be magical.

"Oh Well, I don't really care but don't mess with anything Maddy and I are doing. It is our trip to LA after all.. and I guess Brianne can come..." Shit. Ugh. More people.

"Okay Cool. Bye." She quickly hanged up without letting me say a word after that.

 I let out a big sigh, I honestly wanted this to be a calm and quiet trip.. Now Bryce and Brianne are going.. I am not so sure of that. 

IF they end up doing some stupid shit, I am leaving them there. 

My suitcase was not near full and it was getting late. Shit. What else do I need to bring? I ask to myself trying to remember things I usually use.