Logan's P.O.V.
I pulled my gray hoodie over my head and grabbed my iphone before walking downstairs and making my way out the door and to my new Mustang. Once I got in the car and situated myself, I turned on the radio and put the key in ignition before backing out of my driveway and heading down the road to my best friend, Aria's house. She greeted me before I could even get out of my car."What took you so long?" She asked, swinging my car door open. "Calm down, Aria! Jeez. And I don't know, maybe because it's 7:06 AM and it's not even a school day. It's the weekend!" I said in a grouchy way, looking down at the time on my phone. 'Well sorry! But I just have incredible news that I couldn't wait to tell you."
"Okie dokie, but lets go inside because it's freeeeezing out here." I said looking at my breath while my teeth chattered.
"Good idea."
We walked upstairs to Aria's room and I instantly threw myself on her bed while she sat on her computer chair. "So...what's the news?"
"Well, I've been hiding this from you for a while because it's a surprise."
I looked at her dumb founded before speaking again, "1.) Obviously, 2.) You sound like my mom, and tres (3), that didn't tell me anything."
"Well sorry! but guess what?! We're going to meet Hot Chelle Rae next weekend!" She nearly screamed, jumping out of her chair.
"No way!" I smiled and used my acting skills. Yes, my acting skills. I do NOT want to go to that concert. Now for those HCR fans who absoutely adore them to the point where they would do anything for them and I mean absolutely ANYTHING- they would love to have my ticket and pass. I just don't want to go to that concert. Reason being: My ex is in that band. Now, you probably don't believe me but it's true.
Believe it or not. And no, it's not Ryan, Ian, Nash, or Brady. Yeah, it's Jamie. Jamie Follese. He was my first true love and then he started traveling more and more after HCR got signed and I just couldn't take it anymore and we called it off. I mean how would you feel if you could never see your boyfriend because he was always busy? Anyway, it was the worst break up I've ever experienced. I wasted two months in my room crying and eating.That was about 4 years ago. My parents loved him and still do. They don't hate him because they know the break up was a mutual decision but it still hurt. I was only 14 and he was 16 when we broke up but we were dating for what seemed forever. Actually were dated for like 2 years but we broke it off 4 years ago if that makes sense? Aria doesn't know about it and I plan to keep it that way. This was before she moved to this neighborhood and before we met. And if she did know -like my other best friend does before she moved to Australia- she wouldn't have gotten the passes or tickets. I still remember the memories:
-When he wrote a song for me
-When we would go to the park and good off
-When we met each others families
-When we sang along terribly to our favorite songs in the car
-And the first time he told me he loved me
My thoughts got cut off by Aria.
"Logan, are you okay? You look like you're about to cry."
I blinked and felt tears pricking at my eyes. Either because I haven't blinked for awhile or because of my mixed emotions. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just so excited I can't hold in my emotions...and because I haven't blinked." I said sitting up and running a hand through my hair while yawning. "Yeah, I'm also tired but SOMEONE made me get out of my warm bed with a text. But I can't wait!" I lied.
"I know right?! So I say this week after school, we go shopping and get our hair down."
"Awesome, I'll clear my schedule." I informed her as we made our way down the wooden stair case. I hopped into my car and headed back to my house. I pulled into the driveway and spotted my brother's girlfriend's car. I sighed, what the heck is she doing here at 7:50 AM on a Saturday morning? I walked inside and headed up to my room not even acknowledging my brother and Kaylyn.
I took my sweat shirt off to reveal a black t-shirt that said "Black is the new Pink" it's a Volley for the Cure breast cancer shirt that I bought at school.
I lay on my bed and continue to think about earlier. What if I'm 'sick'? Then I won't have to go. No, that would be mean and I would feel guilty. Maybe he won't remember me? Or maybe when we get our hair done I can dye it or do something totally different. Or maybe get different contacts for my eyes. Like brown or something.
I shrugged. I have plenty of time to think about that and plus, he probably won't remember me. He meets so many girls everyday.
For some random, irrelevant reason, I feel the need to listen to Taylor Swift's songs. I guess it's not too irrelevant because her songs relate to my life so well.
I grabbed my iPhone and went to her playlist. I hit shuffle and the first song that started playing was Last Kiss. One of my all time favorite songs by her. It does relate to 'that' relationship. Honestly, he doesn't deserve my tears. Why should I cry over some drummer in a band? Obviously, I was stupid to think it would last. There's plenty of fish in the sea. I hope you can sense my hatred toward him.
I rolled my eyes and hit pause before exiting out of my music. I tossed my phone to the side and got up to grab my lap top. I logged onto Facebook and updated my status.
Logan Brooks: Hot Chelle Rae concert next weekend!..
You may be confused as to why I did that. Frankly, I am too. My emotions are confusing me!
Enough about Jamie. On the bright side, Allstar Weekend is opening the concert! I love Allstar Weekend. L-o-v-e. Love. If we get to the Allstar Weekend merch stand and buy something then I'll be able to meet them. I love them all, but there's a special place in my heart for Cameron. He's so sweet and is really fit. ;)
Anyway! I've just been rambling about my problems.
I grabbed my phone and headed down stairs. I walked past my older brother, Jacob's room to find him and his girlfriend cuddling.
Oh yeah, I have two older brothers and one older sister. Their names are, Jacob, Aiden, and Charity. I do happen to be the youngest in the family...and the smartest...teenager. Jacob's 21, Aiden's 22, and Charity's 23. Yeah, I'm 18. I'm a loner in this family. Jacob's dating Kaylyn, Aiden's dating Becca, and Charity's engaged to Lucas. And I'm just here like a sack of potatoes. But hey, I'm a day-by-day girl...
I'm rambling again. But what you'll learn about me is that every now and then, I think a lot. But those were my thoughts going through my head as I went down stairs...yeah.
I turned on the TV and propped my feet up on the couch. I kept switching channels. Honey Boo Boo was already on the channel that was on when I turned the TV on but I'm not in the good mood for that show. Pretty Little Liars was on so I settled on that show. The episode when Emily was in the light house with that guy and then she stabs him and Caleb comes to the rescue and gets shot....yeah, that was on.
After that episode, I switched to Glee and fell asleep half way through an episode.
When I woke up, I was greeted by people yelling at the TV. Oh Yeah, College Game Day. My eyes fluttered open and traveled to the clock on the wall. It's a quarter after 3. That means I'll hurry and take a shower and get ready to wacth the Tennessee Vols kick some butt...hopefully.
"Look who finally woke up! Now scoot over so I don't have to sit on the floor anymore." Aiden demanded me. "Why can't you sit on the other side of this couch or the other couch?"
"Does it look like I can?" Aiden pointed to the other side of the couch where I spotted our Husky puppies (who are sisters) Emerald and Bailey. They may be small right now but they like to take up the couch. And on the other couch is sat Jacob and Kaylyn.
"Ohhh. And Becca, Charity, and Lucas are coming also?" I asked.
"Yeah."
"Thought so." I nodded as I headed up the stairs.
