"The point of the essay, is not to say what time is, but what it isn't. You see--"
I swear if I could roll my eyes any farther they'd roll to Africa. I hate English. With a passion. It was the last class of the day, but unfortunately that class was a double lecture in Expository writing. I was sitting slightly towards the back of the giant auditorium seating 550 students. Like me, about half of the class was zoning out, sleeping, or surfing their computers. I looked down at the front to see Hina sitting, listening attentively to the professor unlike the majority of us. Journalism nerds man.
I tried to pay attention to the professor again but it just wasn't happening. He wasn't saying anything interesting or worth my time really, so I opened up my laptop and started scrolling through my social media. I figured I understood the essay enough, and whatever I missed I'd just ask Hina.
Tumblr. Twitter. Back to Tumblr. Online shopping. Back to Twitter. I swear I have ADD. I hate how I don't get Tweet notifications on my computer, because my phone vibrated loudly against my computer and I panicked to silence it.
Just someone tweeting my personal. Whatever. As I placed my phone down in my lap and went back to my computer.
A few minutes later it buzzed again.
"@5SOS: RT ....."
Eh, it's just a retweet, I thought as I ignored my phone. But then it buzzed again. And again. And again. And three more times. Is someone calling me? I looked back at my lap to see my text messages going off. What the hell?
"Kaylieee🐠🌃💕 (15)"
Oh damn. What happened?
"KEISTEN"
"BABE"
"cALUM"
"YOURE IN LA RIGHT?!"
"yOU HAVEN'T MOVED SISNCE LAST WEEK RUGHT?!?!"
"K!"
"AMSWER MR"
"5SOS"
"RT SO IT'S TRUE"
"OMFG IM FWEAKING OIT FOT YIU"
"KWRISTRN"
"BABE"
"YOURE GONNA SEE HIM AGAIN"
Whoa what. I opened up Twitter again on my phone this time and checked the band account for their recent retweet.
"@5SOS: RT: @jacksonguthy So excited to be opening for @5SOS for their North American Tour! This is gonna be sickkkkk!"
My hand jumped to cover my mouth and my eyes widened. No. No. No. No way. Ha, what is breathing? What is air? I swear I couldn't breathe as I went into shock. I was frozen in place staring at my phone. Then it all clicked. I wanted to scream and kick and roll around and scream and flail my body around. But I had enough sense to realize I was still in class. So I brought both hands to my face and silently screamed while shaking and tapping my feet in my seat.
"Hey. You okay?" The boy next to me leaned over to ask. He was another engineering student I think. I've seen him around. "I know this class sucks."
I nodded. You have no idea.
I picked up my phone again to respond to Kaylie.
"KAYLIE I CANT "--
A banner lit up the top of my screen:
"Twitter
@5SOS: We're coming back America! (And Canada!) #StarsStripes..."
I ninja tapped the banner as Twitter opened up the tweet.
"@5SOS:
We're coming back America! (And Canada!) #StarsStripesAndMapleSyrup Tour dates coming out soon"
Oh my fucking god. They're coming back to LA. For a concert. Their OWN concert. As in their own headlining tour. With new music. From their first "official" EP. I was feeling a bunch of mixed emotions about this all at once. I couldn't even begin to process how I was feeling. I looked around and suddenly my eyes landed on Hina in the front row, still listening to the professor, having no idea what was going on. I shouldn't let her know now in the middle of class, it'll distract her.... Fuck it. My fingers flew across the screen, raiding my caps lock button as I sent Hina a SOS message.
"5SOS. COMING. TOUR. SOON. HELP."
I looked back up watch Hina. She looked at her phone, then back at the professor. She shyly reached out for it, and put it in her lap. I watched as she looked down and her head shot straight back up. Then her head snapped back to find me already looking back at her. I could see her eyes wide behind her glasses and her face was ghostly. She didn't need to ask anything, I just gave her the same look back and nodded. Her eyes widened more, and she snapped back forward and looked at her lap. Buzz. I looked down at my phone.
"WHAT?!?!?!!"
"TWEET"
"Show me!!!"
I quickly screenshotted the tweet and sent it.
"What the fuck?!?!"
I started to type a response when my phone buzzed again.
"They would name it that." Hina replied.
"Really man. Cheesy shits."
"They're so lame.
"Our lame shits"
"Mhmmm"
"Meet me outside after class." I sent and looked back at the professor. Buzz.
"Well no shit, you're my ride home" Hina responded.
I rolled my eyes and looked at the clock above the professor's head. 15 minutes. Fuck. Someone shoot me.
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~A/N~
Who's happy with the Super Bowl results ':) I didn't get to watch much, because I was at a party and had to stay inside to babysit my brother's old coach's kids and all the TVs were outside. But, THE BOY I WAS WATCHING WAS THE MOST ADORABLE THING EVER OMFG. And he kind of reminded me of what I imagined Calum's kids to look like... If you wanna see a pic of him, comment :D lol anyways, love you lots
xxK
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