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It was now Thursday.

So close to Saturday.

Every second was one second closer to the concert and I was so excited.

The day went by quickly. When I got home I listened to a lot of Got7.

I mean I also listened Exo, but I mean they're both kings so who cares.

"Y/n, could you turn that down? We have guests and we can hear your music all the way downstairs" my mom asks entering my room.

"Guests? Do I have to come down?" I ask worriedly.

"Not if you turn your music down" she says leaving.

I turn to my speaker and instantly turn it down.

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Friday

The day before the big day.

*Trumpets* *Drums* *An entire band*

I go over to Minho's and call him to come down so we could leave.

He finally comes down and we start walking to school.

"You seem a bit more jittery than usual, did you finally get a boyfriend?" Yeosang asks teasingly.

"Pfft, I wish" I sigh. "But no tomorrow I'm seeing the 7 kings so yeah, I'm technically royalty now"

"We're just going to a Got7 concert it's not as serious as she'll make it sound" Minho shrugs.

"What do you mean? They are kings, therefore I shall refer to them as kings" I say.

"No yeah, of course, you do you," Yeosang walks away to his desk.

Class starts and I can't can't my mind occupied on anything the teacher is saying.

But if I get through this class that means I'm a whole class closer to a Got7 concert.

Lunch came around and the group of 4 fallen angels made up some weird excuse on why they deserve our lunch table more than us. We just stop listening to their excuses at some point, it gets old.

"You gonna eat that?" Minho nudges me pointing at my food, with a mouth full of rice.

"What happened to no talking with your mouth full huh? You 'unmannered swine'" I mimick his voice.

"You know I'm still older than you right? You shouldn't be disrespecting me that way" he sulks.

"You know I still don't give one damn right? You shouldn't be trying to use that against me when even you don't care" I point out.

"Yeah you're right. But, can I still have your food?"

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Saturday

It was saturday. The big day.

The day I'd get to see my 7 shining stars, I might die. I'm gonna faint when I see them, or cry. I don't know which one to pick.

I think I'll do both. First I'll cry in the beginning. And then at the end I'll faint. Okay it's settled. A cry-faint will happen.

A craint?? A fairy??

Or a.. a fry?

-  time skip UwU

"WOO!" I scream.

Right now they're performing Eclipse and I'm so fucking pumped.

This is the best time of my life.

I'm about to start crying like-

"YES BAMBAM!" I hear Minho next to me shout.

"YES MARK!" I shout after him.

-

"Oh, I want to go back" I say exiting the concert hall.

"Yeah, me too. But there was a really sweaty girl next to me that smelled like onions, so I'm half glad we left" Minho says next to me.

"Who says you don't smell like onions too?" I look him up and down.

"Hey!" he says.

He gets me in a headlock.

"Let me go!" I shout while laughing.

"Oh I'm sorry is the onion smell too overwhelming?" he shouts back.

"Please, it's just too much" I fake cry. "I'm getting tears, as if they were fresh-cut. See Minho it's just that bad, now let me go before I faint" I mean, I did cry. I guess now was my time to faint. Let the Fry commence.

He let's me out of the headlock.

"Just to let you know, I smell divine. Unlike you, who smells like 2 month old leftover pasta" he insults.

"I smell like roses" I cross my arms, and furrow my eyebrows, adding a frown.

"Oh really? Is that why you reek of tomato sauce?" he says then covers his nose.

We continue bickering about eachothers body stench until we both get to our houses.

We say goodnight and go to our own houses.

Once I get home I'm greeted by my mom.

"Oh hi sweetie, how was the concert?" she asked.

"Hectic, but fun." I nod.

"That's good," she says and is about to walk away until I stop her.

"Hey mom can I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure" she answers averting her gaze back to me.

"Do I smell like old pasta?" I ask.

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This is just a boring filler but hope you liked it.