I'm on the bus, and I decided to call my dad. We both have a close relationship, I tell him everything. I was going to tell him about Michael, and the concert. Hopefully he'll let me go.
"Hey dad it's me," I said.
"Yeah, everything's okay, don't worry. Hey, I wanted to ask you if it was okay for me to go to a concert tonight?" I asked him.
"Concert? Who's in town?" he asked me.
"Well, here's the thing." I told him.
I told my dad about what happened earlier that day. The record shop, the girls, the coffee, Michael, my mom, etc.
"Okay it's fine, but please be careful," he said.
I thanked him, and I told him how much I loved him, and how he's the best. I hanged up and realized that I was already in campus. I walked to my dorm. My roommate Lily was there. I like her, she's not a wild, outgoing girl that likes to party too much.
"Hey, where've you been?" she asked.
I told her about what happened and she was as excited as me.
"I'm pretty sure Michael wouldn't mind if I bring someone with me," I told her.
"I would like to go but I actually have a few things to do. Besides Josh and I are going out for dinner," she said.
Josh is her boyfriend. I looked at my phone and saw that I had a text from Michael.
It read: "Hey, I hope you're excited for tonight! I'm sending one of the bands chauffeurs to pick you up at 6:30 pm in front of the campus library. See you soon!"
I showed Lily the text and we both squeezed each others hand. I couldn't stop smiling. I looked at the time and saw that I had a little over two hours to get ready. I grabbed a towel and headed for a quick shower. Once I was out, I picked out my outfit. Black and white patterned shorts, a black shirt and my strappy sandals. I had to admit, I'm not punk rock like Michael, I'm actually like a nerd. I got dressed and I left my hair how it naturally is, which was curly. I gave my face a natural makeup look. After I gathered my things, I started making my way to the library. Once I got there I saw a black Tahoe truck with tinted windows. I walked up to the chauffeur and introduced myself.
"Hi, I'm Erika" I said.
"Nice to meet you Miss. Erika, I'm Tim, and I was sent by Mr. Michael to take you to the show. Ready to go?" He asked politely.
"Sure am." I said.
I made my way to the car, and Tim opened the back door. I hopped in and off we were. It was about fifteen minutes into the car ride, and there was already traffic build up. It seemed like everyone was heading towards the same place. There were cars passing by with girls inside. I could see that some were a lot prettier than me. They were skinnier than me, and they had long shiny hair, their makeup was perfectly done.
"Why me? Out of all the girls that were there today, why would Michael ask me to get coffee and go to his show?" "He could have easily been able to say, 'oh sorry, my bad' and walk away." "But, he didn't." I thought to myself.
