What the hell am I doing? I don't need to be going to this concert tonight. I need to stay home and clean doing anything but going out. Taylor and I just broke up. Ugh why did I let Sam talk me into going. I have nothing to wear. Do I dress like a skank that just got her heart broke or like I use to before that douche bag try to control my life. I used to know everything I wanted and was going to do with my life before Taylor. I have been so out of it lately that don't know who I am. OK, Michelle it's pep talk time. It's time to pull yourself together. You are going to stop feeling sorry for yourself. You're going to go and have an amazing time. You're going to dance the night a way. You are going be who you use to be but wiser. You can be a better version of you.
I stand up and march to my closet pull out my white tank top with the cute lace, my favorite jean bell bottoms. It's been a while since I put these bad boys on. To my surprise the still fit like a glove. My old boot will do. Gah I have missed these. I should really start riding again.
Before I know it, it's 9. Sam here to pick me up. When I open the door she looks at me like I had a complete makeover. "Damn girl. You clean up better than you use to". That makes me feel good I haven't felt this nice in a long time. "Girl, men are going to be braking there necks for you". I can't help but laugh. "You're crazy" I say. It's the first time I have put the on makeup in weeks. I curled my hair. I have to say, I'm pleased with this out come. "I'm ready when you are" I tell Sam. When I turn around she smacks my butt and yells " my hot best friend is back and ready to mingle". I grab my butt and laugh. " I'm back but not ready to mingle... yet". I grab my keys and wallet. We walk out the door then lock the it behind us.
Sam has been by best friend since high school. I used to be as wild as her. We got into a lot of stuff when we was younger. We used to sneak out of my house in high school to go party's at Sams boyfriends house. My parents use to stay drunk or to busy not really caring. My little brother was always in his room reading Harry Potter or something. I would always tell him to call me if he needed me.
On the way to the concert I ask if we can stop for a bite to eat. We stop at Wendy's. Neither of us have eaten all day. My stomach is eating my back bone. We hit the drive through and scarf down our burgers. When we get to the bar it's not to packed. we got here just in time. It's an hour in a half before the band starts. I want a drink what about you, I ask Sam. She nods and says yeah. When we get to bar Sam orders us a fruity drinks. She a bar tender and I really don't know much about drinks. Sam says "lets cheers to new beginnings". "New beginnings. I like that" We click drinks I can taste the coconut rum in it. Ahh it taste amazing. When I look over my should this guy is staring at me from the vip section. He looks kinda familiar. I just can put a name with his face.
