Today is the day every fan must've been waiting for.
It's the concert of Monica Francen.
I'm starting to think this is a trick for me to not go to uni tomorrow, because if i get really tired i could just, have an excuse to not go to school!
The concert is not even close to the time right now.
It's 08:30 now, and the concert opens at 04:00.
I wish i could wake up much later so i could just rush to go there as soon as i woke up and just rush back home.
I stood up from my bed and went downstairs, nothing big was going on, i wasn't expecting anything either other than the concert.
"Morning, mom" i said as i opened the fridge and took out an apple.
"Morning honey, aren't you gonna eat the breakfast i made you?" She said.
"Nah, i'll eat it later" i responded as i look out the white plate with omelettes.
I walked away and sat down on the couch, my sister is besides me eating her breakfast while swiping left and right.
I scoffed softly, but it turned out she heard me.
"What?" She asks. "About the swiping thing? I'm using Tinder, duh".
"Oh, is that the online dating app?" I asked.
She slightly tilted her head as a sign of 'yes'.
"What's your description?".
"Well, at first, i made it like this." She said as she handed me her phone.
"Ally Connex
24 y.o
A huge Monica Francen fan
Loves to hangout with friends, watch movies, etc.
I like magazines.
I love a romantic date."
"But apparently, some guys don't like me because they think i'm a dumb blonde and a typical basic white girl with no degree".
"So, i changed my description into a nerdy kind of blonde, and that for some reason, attracts more guys. But none of them is a match to m-"
She looked at her phone, shocked. To see that she got a match, a match with another dorky guy.
She groaned loudly. "Amel, look at him!".
I rolled my eyes as i continued finding good shows to watch.
"This is literally my only match, maybe i should just accept it?" she asks.
"Well, he obviously likes you, just accept it, geez!" I exclaimed.
I put my eyes on the TV again, and i could see her mutter words as she started to type a text.
"His name is Noah, which doesn't fit him at all"
"Also Amel, what are you gonna do before the concert?".
"I...don't really know what to do"
"How about fixing your book?"
I rolled my eyes and look at the exact place as where i left it.
And it's still there, just in a different angle.
"Maybe" i responded.
"I'll just highlight the mistakes and change them in a paper, i'll tell my editor to fix it".
Hours had passed by and i'm still fixing my book in my room.
The more i think of it, the more i agree with Mr. Balster about my book.
It doesn't make sense at all, i keep forgetting about the things in the previous chapters that i mention them twice or just make up a new thing.
There was too many mistakes.
And my hands are tired from making straight lines of neon colours that we're fixing the mistakes my own brain had done.
And as i looked at the clock, it was already showing at 04:00 PM, I didn't even had lunch yet, or ate the omelette my mom had made me. I wasn't starving, but now i am.
I got ready as fast as i could before my sister slams at my door and scream "MONICA FRANCEN!" at my ear.
I was thinking of bringing my book to the concert, since i will mostly not pay attention to it.
"Ugh, finally!" My sister groaned softly. I'm surprised she didn't slam my door and scream. "What we're you doing these past hours?" I asked.
"Texting Noah, he's a.....fine...guy?"
I laughed a little to her lowkey insult.
My mom came downstairs and opened the fridge.
"Amel, you didn't had lunch, or breakfast, so i'm gonna bring them for you. You could eat them at the road".
She started to microwave the omelettes and lunch.
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18th Amelia
ChickLitAmelia Connex never had a great life, but at least she's enjoying the life she has now. But when Amelia knew her family was gonna come to visit, she was in a mental breakdown. And when her friend gave her 18 Steps of how to live a great life, she de...
