I wake up to my phone ringing. I groan and roll over and unplug my phone. I look at the caller and see that it's (f/n). "Hello?" I say groggily. "Hey (y/n)! Are you still sleeping!?" (f/n) screams through the phone. "Ow, and yes I just woke up. Why?" I respond annoyed that she woke me up. "It's convention day! We're going to meet Sebastian and Chris! Remember? We're leaving in less then an hour" She says. I look over at my clock and see that it's 6:30am, you guys leave at 7:15, then I look at my bedroom door and see my bag all packed. "Oh my god! I completely forgot!" You scream, mad at yourself for forgetting. "how could you forget, we're doing this for your 32nd birthday. Oh yeah, happy birthday by the way!" She says. "thanks (f/n). But I need to go now, I need to get ready. Bye!" "Bye". I hang up my phone and go grab the clothes I set out for today and two towels and go into the bathroom for a quick shower. I get into the bathroom and turn the water to the perfect temperature, then I take off my clothes and step into the shower. I let the warm water fall over my body and wake me up. While I was washing up, I look down at the medium sized flower tattoo on my wrist, it almost looks like it's popping out of my skin. It's a beautiful shade of a vibrant yet pale shade of baby blue. I love looking at my tattoo because I know that I'm the only one who has it. I finish up in the shower and wrap one towel around my body and the other around my head. I grab my clothes and head out of my bathroom and walk over to my vanity to dry and brush my (h/l) (h/c) hair. Once my hair is dry, I put on my clothes. For the convention I decided to wear black ripped skinny jeans, a black tank top with a leather jacket, and combat boots. Kind of like a simpler version of a winter soldier cosplay. Before I left I decided it would be pretty cool if I put a little red star beside my left eye. So I grabbed some face paint and put the star on my face. I decide that I want to put on some makeup today, though normally I don't, but today is kind of a big day, so why not. I do a black smokey eye, I feel like it compliments my (e/c) eyes, with some mascara, and a light shade of red for lipstick. I grab my backpack and phone and head into the kitchen to get something to eat. I decided to have toaster waffles and a glass of water. I'm super happy we live in L.A so we don't need to drive far to get to the convention center. While I'm eating, I decide to check my social media. I go onto Instagram first and see that Sebastian posted something. "I wonder if it's about the convention?" I wonder aloud. I look at the picture and see that it's him in front of the convention center with that beautiful smile I've grown to love, and his beautiful hair. "Can't wait to meet a ton of you guys over the next 3 days! Really looking forward to it!" I read in my head. In the picture I can see the tattoo he has on his collar bone. It's a little paper crane that looks like it's been painted with water colour. I then remember that I have his tattoo on my ankle, and I couldn't help by smile and imagine what it would be like if he had my tattoo on him. I was brought out of my thoughts when my phone went off. It's a text from (f/n) telling me she was outside. I rinse my dishes and put them in the dishwasher, grab my bag and go out to meet (f/n) in her car. On my way out I grab my keys and lock my door behind me. "Hey (f/n)! You look so good!" I say admiring her outfit and makeup. It's almost the same as mine but she's wearing a red tank top. "Hey birthday girl! You look good too! Ready to go meet our Idols!?" She asks excitedly. "Fuck yeah!" I say, then we were off.
So this is the end of the first chapter! 790 words! Wow! Hope you guys enjoyed it! I had fun writing it. If you have any suggestions that could help me better my writing, please feel free to comment! See you in the next chapter! Byee! -Mars
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