Lost in Stereo

5 Seconds of Skype

Connie's POV

Oh my god I'm going to either cry or die, possibly both. Never did I dream that I would be skyping my heroes, I never even dreamed that I'd even see them, much less talk to them.

"Maybe I shouldn't do this, I mean what if they think I'm a freak?" AT this point I was surprised I had any hair left to pull. I was so nervous I couldn't stop tugging on things, my hair, my shirt, anything possible. "No, you are not going to do this, get a grip Star. You've waited for this your entire life." That perked me up a little. Staring at myself in the mirror I tugged a small smile onto my face. This all felt surreal, like none of it was actually happening. Catching a glimpse of my clock in the mirror I gasped.

"SHIT! If I don't hurry up it won't happen!"

With lightning speed and the grace of a gazelle I vaulted over my bed landing perfectly in my closet.

Actually I hit my calf and fell onto the bed in agony.

I'm beauty.

I'm grace.

I'm Miss United States.

"OKay, let's actually get stuff done Con." I hummed various 5SOS songs as I quickly picked out a white shirt with black quarter sleeves. Not bothering to see what was on the back I shoved it on and slipped a pair of black skinnies with ripped knees on. After another attempt, note that I said attempt, to vault the bed I was at the mirror applying simple black eyeliner. I quickly ran it over the top of my eyes and round to underneath. I don't like winged eyeliner, it doesn't look as natural on me, it looks fabulous on everyone else though.

Don't know how that works.

Another look at the clock informed me that I had about ten minutes. With a smile to myself I slipped on my All Time Low necklace I always wore. I'd actually made it myself, of course this one was the product of about ten messed up ones. It was simple but meant a lot to me. It was just a black thin leather band and a black and teal skull and crossbones. On the both sides it had several beads spelling out 'All Time Low'. Not much but I thought it looked nice. My usual cover of bracelets shielded my scars and cuts from view. It was a lot of All Time Low bracelets, a couple handmade, a couple Blink, a Pierce the Veil bracelet, and a lot of handmade 5SOS bracelets since I couldn't seem to find any anywhere.

And by anywhere I mean Hot Topic.

My Home.

I can't expect them to have merchandise though, I mean they've only JUST been signed. They don't even have an album out yet.

"We need to leave Star!" My brothers voice startled me out of my thoguths and I tripped over nothing. My face heated up as I heard laughter come from downstairs.

"One second!" I called slipping my shoes on. I was almost out the door when my eyes flitted towards my bathroom. 'Even your own brother laughs at you. Can't you tell he doesn't want you? He had a life until he got stuck with you, the girl who can't even walk without fucking up.' Just a few couldn't hurt could they?

"I'll be down in a second, I've got to use the restroom."

I entered the room and frantically searched for my blade, sighing in relief when I found it.

One for ruining my brothers life.

One for being worthless.

One for being happy when others can't be.

One for doing this to myself.

One final one for getting this opportunity when I don't deserve it.