V.I.P

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Today's the big day, after a long, hard contest, I've got a VIP pass onto the big field with Christian Yelich. i've alway's been a BIG fan of his, and now i get to meet him? hell yes.

I've got to the stadium, it was empty, but the staff was starting to show up. i sat down at the Milwaukee bench to wait for Yelich. Fans and other players  began to show, but still no Yelich.

At this point i'm worried. Will i ever see him? Then i hear his voice. "Oh, your the contest winner, right?" i shook. "Oh, Y-Yeah." i wasn't expecting him to be behide me, i was red as the ketchup they put on the ball park hot-dogs. "Well i have to make this quick, i'm up next." Damn. "Oh, Ok."

"I've heard things about you." Yelich said. "L-Like What?" My heart was pounding at the walls of my chest. "Who told you that?" I said. "Heh, The Others." Yelich responded. I was confused at this. "Who?" I asked. "Your friends!" When i heard this, i was kinda pissed. but it changed when Yelich had to go play. He got up and pet my hair while saying "Wish me Luck!"

I blushed as i rubbed my hair, fixing it. Ever since then, I've went to every game.

(Its a little short. But ill try to make it longer in the future.)

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