novaklovesyou wrote
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Belles!!! It sounds fantabulous!!! Is that even a real word? Oh well I don't care. I like it! lol! Post it girly!!!!
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Oh I forgot. I LOVE the title!!! Skittles rock!!!! I know a song about skittles. lol.
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you know a song about skittles!?!!?
no way.
uber cool
haha, i agree with novaklovesyou. uber cool :) i wanna hear it! and thanks for the ah-maz-in comments :) because you guys are so awesome i'll give you the first chapter. it's very interesting, but most beginnings never are. lol. so here:
chapter one:
I stared at the tickets in my hands dumfounded. They give me tickets to a concert and private meet and greet passes to a band that I don’t even like anymore?!?!? Have they not noticed that when they come on Disney channel I stick my tongue out at them and quickly change the channel? I replaced all my posters of them with pictures of my friends and random quotes? I don’t talk about them constantly? How can my parents be so oblivious?!?!?
I wanted to scream, I wanted to shout, “If you really loved me would get me tickets to see Like A Rose.” But I didn’t because that would break my mom’s heart. I could tell that my dad and her had saved up for this. So instead of screaming and crying I put on my happy face and acted excited. Over the years I have become an extremely good actress. “Thank’s so much mom! I’m so excited! I can’t believe you got tickets this good AND backstage passes! I have got to have the COOLEST parents on the face of the earth. I love you guys sooo much!” I gave my mom and dad a hug. I could tell they believed every word of my faked enthusiasm.
And I wasn’t totally lying. I did love them and they were the coolest parents ever. I just didn’t want to go to the concert. I looked at their faces glowing with happiness and knew that no matter how much I didn’t want to go, I wouldn’t let them know. They thought they had given me the best present ever and I was going to let them believe that.
I ran up the stairs and into my bedroom, shutting the door and turning on my music in one swift motion. I flopped onto my bed letting my music wash over me. Then a funny thought struck me. If this had been a year ago I would’ve been jumping for joy and screaming my head off for these tickets. I would’ve thought I was the luckiest girl ever. I wouldn’t have had to fake enthusiasm; it would’ve been real.
But it wasn’t a year ago. I was no longer into them. I guess I decided that I wanted to finally start living my own life. I guess I realized that the chances of me going to a concert were slim to none and the chances of me ever meeting them were zero. Whatever the reason I stopped going to Jonas Brother fansites and I stopped obsessing over them. I would still listen to their music occasionally on my iPod and I didn’t hate them, but I didn’t exactly love them. I didn’t feel anything towards them and I just stopped caring about knowing their every move. They were just kinda there… do you get what I’m trying to say? Hmm, feelings are so hard to explain….
I sighed. The concert was this weekend. I had no idea what to expect. I was going to meet the boys of a band I had once been so obsessed over it border-lined stalker. I took a deep breath and waited for the day of the concert.
so there it is... i LOVE comments ppl :) and i love talking to you guys too! :)
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~Leanne
