The third letter

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I pick up the last letter. There was only five words on this one.
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Meet me if you dare.
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Hm.. do I dare?
You pick up the outfit and try it on, it fit you perfectly.
Well, I guess I do.
You look at the ticket.
10:00pm today.
You see heels at in the corner of the box. They were gold. You put them on grab your purse, the ticket and pass. There was a limo waiting in front of the house.
"Are you miss Day?" The driver asked.
"Yes.." You start to walk down the stairs. You step in the limo. You listen to this new band that you knew literally nothing about. Your phone shows Mona Lisa by Panic! At the disco playing. You listen to a few songs when Charlie calls you.
"Yes?" You say.
"Hey um I need to ask you something."
"Make it quick I'm on my way to...somewhere."
"Are you mad I wrote those songs about you?"
You hang up. If he asked a question he didn't want the answer to. You arrive after messaging a few fans.
"There is someone who will direct you." The driver said as he closed the door. You see people in Panic! At the disco T-shirts and a verity of merch. A few fans catch you so you take a few photos when someone comes and takes you to the back of a stage. There standing in front of a mirror combing his hair you see the same man from that night. He was in a gold blazer the same color and pattern of your shoes. He had black leather pants and a black shirt under his blazer.
"Brendon, we're on in ten." Someone said.
"So you dared. I'm glad to see you." He said.

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