if you don't know.

A small start.

"Lynn sweetie, you got your pass yet?"

My mom yells from another room as I literally just put the key cord around my neck.

"Yes mom! I got it, I got it."

- "Get in your ride with Andrew, we gotta hurry!"

Andrew is basically my babysitter,

But since he's the only person I get to hang out with everyday,

we could call Andrew, this 35 year old with an early mid-life crisis, my best friend.

Walking into the venue goes alright,

My parents don't worry too much about me.

I'm an, to quote my parents correctly, independed, smart seventeen year old, who knows exactly how these things go.

Taking a seat from the complete empty arena right now,

I settle down to watch the sound checks from the performing artists today.

First up is Little Mix, i'm not really into those ladies, although the message they bring about feminism is strong and directly.

Ariana comes on next and I scream and wave. She quickly noticed me.

"HEY LYNN! SEE YOU BACKSTAGE IN A BIT?" Ariana screams way too loud and excited into her microphone.

Putting my thumbs up in the air, I grab my bag and head backstage.

"You got a pass?"

- "Really Jimmy? You ask me every time just to annoy me!"

"Sorry Lynnz, off you go." jimmy says, grinning at me.

After being around for a few years now everyone kind of knows my name.

My parents have been in the management and PR team of several artists before, so you literally come every where.

Pulling out my phone as walk through the hall on my way to Ariana's dressing room, I suddenly bump into someone and drop my phone.

"HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU WALK!"

- "i'm so sorry, i'm so sorry!" a low boy voice replies.

As I packed up my phone from the ground I look up,

Just to look right into the bluest pair of eyes I have ever seen ..