Chapter 4

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I changed into a purple tank top and black shorts. I threw my hair into a messy bun and I slipped on my Vans and my backpack and ran out the door without eating. I waited at the bus stop for what seemed like hours.

I walked out of the bus and into the sidewalk of my school. I was walking until my ankle was met with Alyssa's foot. I tripped and my face scraped against the sidewalk. Blood trickled down my face. Then I felt a foot drive into my side. Hard. I yelped and stood up only to be laughed at.

I covered my face with my hand and ran into my homeroom.

**Skip the rest of the school day**

I went home to get ready for the concert. I threw on the outfit I bought and curled my hair and put it into a high ponytail. I then put on some mascara and and a little blush. I used foundation to cover the scrape on my face. I didn't want the guys to think I was weak and helpless. I think I covered it up pretty good. I looked good for once in my life.

I walked to the concert. It was only a few blocks away but I had to walk in the blaring heat. Once I got there I handed the check- in guy my tickets. I walked into the room which would soon be filled with screaming girls. I was waiting for the headache to arrive. Anyway I sat down in my seat. C6. Wow. How was I lucky enough to get third row... PLUS backstage passes?

About an hour later the concert started. They started singing 'Don't stop'. One of my favorite songs by them. For some reason Luke kept looking at me weird. Occasionally staring like he remembers me or knows me and hasn't seen me in a long time.

Eventually they were calling girls to go up on stage and sing with them. There was gonna be four lucky ones. As Luke called out the last raffle ticket number, I was gripping my raffle ticket. "Here's the last one; 346752." My stomach sank when I realized that was my ticket number. I was literally shaking as I walked through the glaring girls and onto the stage. We started to sing Amnesia. Luke just stared at me as I sang.

**After the concert**

"Weren't you the girl I saw last night?" Luke asked during VIP. "No? I don't remember seeing you." I replied. "I remember... you were crying..." he said. Then it clicked in my head. That's why he seemed so familiar. Then, my eyes grew wide and I don't really remember what happened after that. It all went black.

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