Chapter One

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I was listening to my music as I was waiting for my friend to call me with her "exciting" news. My music stopped and it was her. I answered and heard a scream. I pulled the phone away from me and waited for her screaming to stop. When she stopped I laughed and put the phone back to my ear. "Ow, thanks. I'm probably deaf now." I joked.

"It's okay, that's why you know sign language." She laughed.

"But you don't." I smirked.

There was silence on her end which caused me to laugh. "I hate it when you're right. So, guess who just got CNCO tickets!!!" Jaz shouted over the phone.

"Uh, your little brother?" I laughed again. "That's great Jaz, have fun at the concert."

"Mystic, you're going with me."

"But you know how I am with Spanish music. Plus, I have never went to a concert before AND I have never heard of the band before. You should take someone who will enjoy it just as much as you will." I frowned. 

"You are the only Hispanic that I know who can't get into Spanish music. You're going whether you like it or not. I managed for us to get front row seats and backstage passes last minute so we can meet the guys." She sounded proud of what she just said which made me laugh even more. "So will you go with me? Please?"

"Fine. I'll go."

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