Hey. My name is Ariana. I'm a band girl. I like bands like Black Veil Brides, Sleeping With Sirens, basically metal. I got a couple tickets....
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"Mom, can you drive me to the concert?"
"Yeah, chill. Fucking baby.."
"What?! Mother, quit treating me like your little sister. I am your daughter!"
"Well maybe you should stop being a fucking unpatient bitch!"
"WHATEVER!! I'll drive myself!"
Ariana went into her room, packed as much stuff as she could, and drove to the concert. "Well, I'm here... alone, with nobody, I guess I'll go to my spot," she thought. Once she got to her row which was 1st row, she waited for and hour, stuck in her lonliness. Then, a boy came near her. He stared at her 3 layered hair, her band merch she was wearing, and her beautiful, blue eyes.
"Hey," said the boy. Then their eyes met.
"A-Are you talking to me?," said Ariana. They stared into each others eyes for a minute, then he said that she was beautiful.
"Thank you, what's your name?" replied Ariana.
"Trevor, yours?"
"Ariana."
"Can I get your number?" said Trevor.
"Sure." Ariana gave him her number and Ari went to a hotel because of her mom.
To be continued...
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The Perfect One
Roman d'amourAriana has a crush on a boy named Trevor. What she doesn't know is that he has a crush on her also. There is also something both of them are hiding....
