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i got off mila and we basically ran to the line outside of the venue. we got into the vip line and waited to be let in. i was so excited, i've never been to a concert before. and for my first one to be trippie redd just made me even more giddy.

the security guard unhooked the velvet rope and checked our purses and patted us down. we were in.

the security guard inside led us to a spot backstage where a couch and a photographer was, ready to take our picture when we met trippie. i was practically shaking. he was in my eyesight.

as we all walked and waited in line, mila and i took the fourth spot. i caught trippie's eye and he smiled at me, making my face hot. i gave him my most dazzling smile in return.

it felt like forever, but in reality it was only 20 minutes before we were at the front of the line. when the last two girls walked away from him, mila and i walked toward him.

"hi." i blushed.

"hey beautiful." he grinned at me. he looked at mila."what are you two ladies named."

"i-i'm aliseyah." i stammered.

"i'm mila." mila said so cooly that i was envious of how smooth she was being.

"what's your guys' favorite songs? maybe i'll perform it tonight." he winked at me.

"mine's is signing off and her's is feel good." mila said.

"signing off is already on the set list, and i'd totally do feel good but i don't have cydnee or khalil with me." trippie pouted.

"oh, it's okay." i smiled.

"unless... either of you know their parts?" he raised an eyebrow, looking at us.

"aliseyah knows it! she's a fantastic singer." mila blurted.

"mila." i hissed.

"what? it's true." she shrugged.

trippie looked at me again. "so it's settled. you'll come up on stage and perform it with me?"

"i-i don't know. i haven't performed in so long." i said sheepishly.

"aliseyah! shut the fuck up. you're doing it. i told you i'd kill you if you said something stupid in front of trippie." mila said. i blushed an ever deeper shade of red.

"can mila come?" i asked tentatively.

"duh. i wasn't just gonna leave her out there. y'all will both be on stage."

mila squealed. "yay! can we have a hug?" she asked, knowing i was too shy to ask myself.

trippie nodded and hugged me first, pulling me into an enormous bear hug, his hands lingering on my waist when he pulled away. he hugged mila next. when he pulled away, he motioned for the security guard to come over.

"what's wrong sir? are these ladies giving you any issues?" he asked, glaring at us making me cower a little.

"man, i told y'all not to call me sir. i hate that shit." trippie sighed. "no, i just want you to know that i'm taking these two on stage with me. so they'll wait with me until the meet and greets over then i'll take them with me onstage."

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