Believe

I walk to my locker after Spanish class as I usually do to put my book away.

I look around before I open my locker, there's been a couple of people I've been trying to avoid for awhile. But they seem to just creep up on me.

I put my book away and my locker door fully opens by a familiar hand.

"Hey is that you're boyfriend?" Tyler says with an obnoxious laugh.

"No, but I sure wish he was." I say dreamily looking at the photos I have of Mike Fuentes in my locker.

"Well babe, to bad it ain't ever gonna happen!" Tyler says slamming the locker shut making me jump out of my day dream. Then he continues leaning into me.

"Say.. Why do you think some old dude wants you anyways? You're never gonna meet him, he's never gonna notice you. I don't understand why he is rewarded by being all over you're locker. I think that should be me!"

I cringe at at the word 'babe' and try to think of the right words to say.
But none seem to come fast enough. And he starts to move closer to me.

"I don't know why you're so bothered by me having pictures of Mike in my locker, but either way it is none of you're business. And I've told you many times to not talk to me."

I walk away and start to head to the bus when I get yanked back by the arm.

"You say shit like that again and see what happens." Tyler says with an evil smirk.

I tug my arm back fast and run fast to the bus.

I keep telling myself he is just crazy, and that if I keep ignoring him he will leave me alone.

I also remind myself that my first concert was the next day. I look out the window of the bus as it starts to move.

I wake up earlier then I usually do on the weekends. It is the middle of fall and it is still dark out and cold. I yawn and stretch to wake myself up.

I walk to my bathroom to wash my face and then make my breakfast.

I was used to making my own breakfast because I live alone.
I didn't get along with my father very well so my parents bought me my own condo in San Diego. Where I've always dreamed of living.

I walk into the kitchen and start at the fridge looking for some eggs.

But when I look theirs only some left over pizza.

I take the pizza and set it on the dining table. I get some water and start to eat my leftovers.

Once I'm finished I run back into my room and search for my tickets for the concert I was attending tonight.

I had been saving all the money I had made for 5 months to go to the concert. My parents no longer bought things I wanted, if I wanted it I had to work for it.

I have a job across the street from my high school. I'm the snack bar cashier of a community pool.

I get paid 5 dollars an hour and I work Mon, Tues, Thurs, Fri from 4-7.

Luckily today was the first day of the weekend. No school and no work. No worries.

I grab my phone from the charger and text my friend Michelle,
"hey come over to my place to get ready! I can't wait to go to the concert!(;"

I set my phone down and lay on my bed waiting for an answer.

Then I hear Pierce the Veil "Bulls in the Bronx" go off and I listen as my ringtone goes off. Then I pick up my phone when it stops.

Michelle: "I'll be right over around 1! Can't wait either!(;"

I smile and look at the time, it's now 12 and the concert starts at 7.

I get up fast and start for the shower.

Notes

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