Backstage

Chapter 2

We arrived at the concert about an hour before it started and made our way backstage. We showed security our exclusive V.I.P backstage passes and he let us through. We were immediately surrounded by the confusion and business of the crew. Everyone was either making sure equipment was in place or looking for SoMo.
Soon we heard a loud crowd of people making their way through the entrance hall backstage and see flashing lights from cameras. Just a few seconds later we see him, walking among his friends and band members with his brother, John, on his left and Cody Tarpley on his right.
"Oh my god, SoMo I love you, you're amazing!!", I hear Jessica screaming next to me. I tried to react but I just stood there, like a fucking statue, as the love of my life walks past me. In complete shock I thought about how I always said I scream my head off if I ever saw SoMo but now that it's happening I didn't know what to do. Everything was muffled and I saw nothing but his beautiful face. He smiled at me but all I did in response was stand there and stare blankly at him." Why are you just standing there, what's wrong, are you okay? Keira say something please.", Jessica questioned my strange behavior.
"I don't know", I respond coming back to reality. " He looked at me, did you see that?"
"Yeah I did, maybe we should go find a good spot before the show starts."she suggests.
"Okay that's cool, let's go."
We managed to find a spot right in front of the stage. We took a few selfies and posted them on Instagram and Twitter showing everyone that we were SoMo's concert. I have to admit that we looked pretty amazing. Soon after our pre-show selfies SoMo came out on stage. He opened the show with "Ride" and every girl in there was screaming including me this time. Surprisingly I reacted to seeing him in person. When he sang "We Can Make Love" my heart just sank and my body melted into every word as we all sang along with him.
At the end of the concert there was a long line to meet him and take pictures. This is it, this is my chance to make a lasting impression on him, to make him remember me, I thought to myself.