Meeting at Magcon (Magcon Fanfiction)

Chapter 3

Makenna's POV

"Hey guys! It's Makenna and today I'm going to be singing Big Girls Cry by Sia."

Tough girl in the fast lane
No time for love
No time for hate
No drama
No time for games
Tough girl whose soul aches

I come home
On my own
Check my phone
Nothing, though
Act busy
Order in
Pay TV
It's agony

I may cry ruining my make up
Wash away all things you've taken
I don't care if I don't look pretty
Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking
Big girls cry when their hearts are breaking
Big girls cry when their heart is breaking

I sang the rest of the song and did my ending and signed off.

I took my SD card out and slid it into my laptop to edit the video.

I went to my desk and sat down. I reached over and plugged my phone into my speaker.

Sam Smith's voice softly played in the background as I edited my video.

I finally finished around 10:00 and I closed my laptop and took a shower.

I got out and did my hair and put on some yoga pants, a Jack Gillinsky sweatshirt and some socks.

I grabbed my laptop again and climbed onto my loft bed. I checked Twitter, replied to some fans and followed them and the checked my emails.

One caught my eye when the subject line said TOUR, I opened it and it was from Mark, my manager.

It talked about how I was invited on a tour called MAGCON with 9 guys and 7 other girls.

My eyes widened with excitement as I quickly typed a reply.

Mark relied back that everything was set and that a limo would pick me up at 5:00pm tomorrow.

I shut my laptop and plugged it in. I pulled the covers up to my face and fell asleep.

********NEXT MORNING*******

I woke up at 9:00 and went downstairs to greet my mom.

"Morning Mom."

"Morning sweetie." she said sipping her coffee.

I made myself some eggs and sat down at the island. I told my mom about the tour and she said she was very proud of me and that she would miss me while I was on tour.

She let me go bc I was 17 and almost an adult. I put my plate in the dishwasher and excused myself to go pack.

In my suitcase, I threw in skater skirts and crop tops and jeans and sweatshirts.

In another bag I threw in makeup and other necessities and lastly I put my filming stuff in another.

It was 3:00 now and I was tired from packing so I watched The Fosters for an hour then got ready.

I took a quick shower and blow dried and straightened my hair and put on a black headband.

I picked out a white lace crop top, black high waisted shorts, a floral kimono and black combat boots.

I put my laptop, laptop charger, phone and charger and some snacks and extra makeup and money in my black fringe tote.

It was 3:45 and I made a sandwich for lunch and quickly ate it while talking to my mom since I would be gone for a month. We discussed where I would be traveling and to be safe in LA.

I heard Mark's car honk and I realized it was already 5:00

I ran upstairs and grabbed my bags and pulled them down the stairs.

My Mom was standing there with tears in her eyes.

"Mom, don't cry." I begged

"I'm sorry, I'm just so proud of you." she said.

I hugged her and gave her a kiss on the cheek. As I hugged her she whispered in my ear,

"Make me proud, Kenna." she usually didn't call me Kenna ever, only when my Dad died.

I gave her one last hug and put my bags in the car and got into the car.

She stood on the porch and waved me off and I smiled at her and I plugged in my music and listened to Jack & Jack all the way to LA.
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