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chapter 1

the beginning.

"omg, omg, omg, zach i am so excited for the concert, i got my top, my banner, my glow sticks, i'm like all set and the best bit is my bestie is coming along with me!"

"skyler! i'm excited too, but why you gonna bring all that stuff?" zach said, holding me from my shoulders, stopping me from jumping around.

"what are you saying, ihave to show them how much i love them like jeez, you wont understand im a loyal pentaholic, unlike you who is just there because of their music. i mean dont you see their personality is fab, flawless, perfection, its simply just amazing." i sighed

zachery jones,my bestest friend in the whole world. i love him so much, calm down not that kind of love  but still, he is like the only one that understands me. my parents are always out on work trips or meetings. they never even have time to spend with me.

they send money every week for me, yes we are rich, nothing to be proud of, anyways what i ws saying, they send money for me every week, lets not get into detailed on how much theyy give me, so i call zach over and we hang out. he is alwys there for me he always cares for me, and most importantly we both love pentatonix. well i am not sure if he loves them but he does enjoy their music. either way he's all i got...

"miss skyler evans, calm down you babbling again." his hand still on my shoulder

"you know i cant help it, they are just so amazing, we should leave now come on" i said in an excitedly manner.

"we have like 5 hours left before the concert though!"

"for me its like 5 minutes, now come on"

"but.." i cut him off

"dont...argue with me boy, now come on!"

"fine, whatever, i'll get my pillow, i wont let my feet suffer and then sitting down will make my butt suffer and i... ain't 'bout that life." he said waving his finger in my face.

"oh zach, the things you do" i chuckled, i grabbed hold of his hand and pulled him with me as i walked down the marbel staircase and into the white bmw, waiting for us outside. we got inside buckled our seatbelts and got ready for the approximately one hour ride to the show.

"so what should we do now?" i asked zach who was fluffing the pillow he had brought.

" i dont know about you but, i am going to be standing in a line that goes on forever and i need to be fully energized for that shit, so imma sleep. wake m up in an hour. goodnight"

"but..." with that he grabbed his pillow place it on my lap and lowered his head onto the pillow. drifting of to sleep.

now what am i supposed to do, one hour of this journey is going to bore me to death. oh well i guess i have to deal with it anyways. i took out my phone from my pocket and started looking through my tweets, every fan is tweeting about the concert, taking selfies of their merch and the banners they have made. i have to say we pentaholics are reaaal creative.

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"get up sleepy head!...zach...ZACH!" i shouted

"huh..what?...wait...are we here?" he said wearly, still a bit sleepy

" yes we re here now get off my lap so i can get to the front off the queue!" i shouted

he got his pillow and dragged his body out of the car but stood there as soon as he got out. which blocked my way and i couldnt move to see what was happening. i pushed zach forward and now i understood why he wa standing there with his mouth agape because i ended up doing the same thing.

there was a huge line from the entrance that went as far as the eye could see. i was dumbfounded and i thought i was going to be so early that i'd be the first one to be in line. i thought i would get the best view...but nooooo there was a line for i dunno since when. note to self people who live in L.A. are really loyal when it comes to pentatonix, go extra early to concerts.

i made my way to the back of the queue, and waited for the line to start moving. zach was sitting on the floor with his pillow scrolling through his twitter. i got out my phone and went ont twitter and tweeted him.

"you know if you wanted me to talk to you, you could've just ask" he said looking up from his phone.

"look we have been friends for a long time i think i know that once your on twitter, there is no way of talking to you except through twitter itself. so dont act like im the foolish one, okay"

i sat on the ground next to him, making myself comfortable and we talked about how our first concert was and how we got their last minute and we just made it in on time. it was since then that i learnt from my mistake always come early to get the best place, but the whole experiance was mindblowing. i cant even express how i felt after it. it was simply the best day of my life.

actually no it wasnt, the meet and greet was the best i took a couple of photo's with them and the gave me their autograph, i think i have about five copies of each of their autograph, i always brought a permanent marker for when they sign my things.

time flew as we spoke the line kept moving until we were almost near to the entrance. my stomach started grumbling, shit wrong timing. i looked around and saw a shop shop nearby so i thought i quickly go out of line and get a snack.

"hey zach save my space, im starving" i told him

"of course i will. oh and get me something please" he asked

"sure"

i went under the rope and rushed to the shop, i grabbed two sandwiches and payed for them and rushed outside i saw zach being led  inside. noo, i ran to the queue but the big security guard stopped me.

"tickets please" he asked

"i dont have my friend does, he went inside, he has blonde hair and green eyes, he is wearing a blue shirt please." i panicked

"ma'am, many people come through this door, its not my job to remember how they look like." he replied

"but please, he has my ticket, please.." tears started to escape from my eyes, uncontrollably

"im sorry ma'am, there is nothing i can do about it. NEXT!" he said pushing me to the side, letting others in.

this wasnt fair, i have neve missed a ptx concert, never! i cant believe it. i wiped my tears, the line had disappeared inside. and i was left out, i decided to go through the back. i grabbed a wooden stool and used that to get over the fence. once i was over i looked around and saw a door, i rushed over to it and tried twisting the door knob but it was locked.

i saw a little light coming from another side, there was a door and it was left slightly open, i sighed in relief when i saw it, and went towards it. just as I was about to enter, I heard a sniffling sound nearby, it sounded like it was coming round the corner. I walked slowly towards the sound, I looked round the corner to find

MITCH!!

omg omg omg! Mitchell Coby Grassi was sitting right in front of me....crying? why was he crying, should I leave? wait...hell no, but then I'd seem like a stalker if I do go up to him. oh who cares.

I walked up towards him and put my hand on his shoulder, oh my god I'm touching Mitch! alright calm your fan girl feels, its not something new, i mean I've hugged him before in a meet and greet. just calm.

"are you alright, Mitch?" I asked which startled him,

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my first chapter!

this is a little different to other scömìche fan fics so yeah hope you like it.

thank for reading.