"There's this thing I have. Some call it a disease, others call it a malfunction in my imagination. It's called Amnesia. It's a partial or total loss of memory. Some days I wish I hadn't been born with such a curse, and others I wish I could have it constantly. But at this point in my life, I wish it wouldn't even exist, and in this case, it's more than a disease; it's a curse."
"Dude I've been waiting for this day for like ever i can't believe this is going to happen." I said, putting on he outfit that I had gotten together weeks and weeks and months before this day had even come.
"What if you're sunshine notices you?" My friend, Priscilla, had asked me, also waiting for this day to come along.
"Please, I'm grateful I'm even getting to experience this, lets not get too carried away." I said, laughing at the thought of that actually happening. It was so hard for me to make this day happen in the first place, so imagine how hard it would be to see the love of my life.
"Well that's a lovely way of looking at it, some girls are going just to 'meet someone future famous' honestly those girls don't even deserve to go." Priscilla explained to me.
"I agree, but there's nothing we can do about it. And I'm not going to complain, I'm still shocked at the fact that I'm going to be going."
"Well hurry up so we can leave and meet your future babe!" She started to rush me. "how long can it possibly take for you to get ready. You've planned this outfit for months."
"I just need to make it perfect." I said, finishing up my make-up.
"Why am i friends with a perfectionist. Big mistake." She complained to me.
"Hey! Don't be mean!" I said, finally finishing my outfit for the day and making it complete. "There, done." I said, grabbing my bag and my phone.
"You look like you're going to be sick." She said, taking her purse as well as we both headed down the stairs, and out the door.
"I don't know, I'm just really nervous. I mean I'm seeing the people who practically made me who I am today, It's hard to believe this is actually finally happening."
"Wow. You really love them." Priscilla decided to state the obvious.
"But its not only love, it's so much more than that, it's unexplainable. It's like, everytime i see them i can literally look down at my chest and see how hard my heart is pounding, They mean so much more to me than a band. They seriously make me feel like i can take over the world, and they will be by my side when i do it."
"Damn. I never knew you were obsessed this hardcore." Priscilla laughed, focusing on the road and my blabbering on and on about this band.
"It's not funny I'm serious! You just don't understand."
"Hey. I'm taking you to their concert, aren't I?" She proved her point.
"And I can't thank you enough for it."
"We aren't leaving that place until you meet that Michael kid." She demanded basically.
"It's okay if i don't meet him, Priscilla."
"Haley. You're meeting him. You two need to meet." She insisted, I wasn't going to argue, I wanted to meet him more that I wanted to wake up breathing the next day. He took my heart in literally a heartbeat, and never decided to give it back.
"I'm starting to get really really nervous, I've never felt like this before." My hands started to shake and my head started pounding, but not in a bad way; in more of a good way.. (If there's even a good way your head can be pounding..) but either way it was a really good feeling that I had never felt before, and it was just getting worse and worse.
