* Side Note: None of this stuff is real, about Lacey, because i have no idea if she use to do the things stated in my story, thats exactly what this is a story so dont take this as real please thank you(: Enjoy*
10 minutes before the Flyleaf Concert
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After getting home from school my mom and Vic tried to talk to me.
But i just ignored them and went straight to my room to get changed for the
concert.
I decided on a Passerby Army t-shirt and a flyleaf hoodie with some black skinnies. I flat ironed my hair straight down and put on little to no make up.
I knew i was going to be crying alot.
Once i arrived at the stadium i was so overwhelmed, and it finally hit me. I was here.
And suddenly all my cares floated away.
I walked up to security so i could get through to back stage before the concert started.
"Hold up!" A buffy guy said.
He jammed his hand in my face and stuck his hand out waiting for me to show
him my pass
I give it to him and he shoves it under the scanner.
it gave an approving ding and he let me through the gates.
i started sweating. Not alot of people were back here which was a good thing i guess.
I start wondering around and accidently bump into someone causing there things to start flyling.
"Im so soorrrry" i say over and over again.
"Its cool." the voice says.
OMG. it was Lacey!.
"La-La Lacey?" i asked happily.
"That's my name not my game ask me again i'll tell you the same." She says with a smile.
I am speechless.
"And who are you exactly?" she asks.
She was so pretty in person. She had on this rocker outfit and her hair was beautiful.
"I like totally love your music." i confess.
"Thanks. I like totally love your red hair. It so cool." she says copying my voice.
I must have sounded so starstruck.
"IM sorry" i whisper.
"No your cool. Hey follow me." She says taking me by the arm.
I wince back.
She just looks at me and stares back at my arm.
"What happened?" She asked concerned.
"Uhm,.. i felll."i stumble.
"Oh" she says.
"Hey i never got your name."
"Oh im Ellen." i say.
"Sweet, Lets go."
She grabs my hand and leads me through back stage.
We reach the main room were the gutarist and drummer are.
"Everyone this is Ellen. Ellen this is.."
"I know who they are .. i mean i know who you guys are" i say in a daze.
"Hey there Ellen." The drummer says.
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Cut Too Deep
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