Am I Really Falling For My Best Friend? (Part 1)

I awoke to the sound of Between The Buried And Mes Alaska blasting from my best friends Ipod. He was lying next to me, staring at me, purposely waking me up by playing my all time favorite song right into my ears. ARG. What? I groaned. I sat up, my eyes still half open, my hair falling into my face. Get UUUUP. Were seeing Job For A Cowboy in T-Minus 2 hours! AHHH. He jumped off my bed, placed a CD into my ghetto ass CD player, and blasted Job For A Cowboys Entombment Of A Machine. He proceeded to jump on my bed until I was forced to get up. As I stood by my bedside, with my friend staring at me with a weird look on his face, I realized I was only in my underwear and a tank top. Shit! GET OUT! Wed been friends for years and hed never seen me in less than shorts and a random band shirt. He ran out of my room screaming about how he was blind and how our relationship would never be the same. I rolled my eyes and walked to my dresser. I pulled out my favorite pair of black jeans with holes in the knees. They were tight, yet they seemed to fight me just right. I pulled on my black IKILLEDTHEPROMQUEEN shirt, slipped on the jeans, put on my show shoes AKA Converse. I applied some black eyeliner, pink eye shadow, and a little mascara. I combed my short, straight black hair and sighed. I grabbed my black fingerless gloves, slipped them on, and walked out. Okay fucker! Im ready. I walked out of my room only to be tackled by my best mosh buddy. MATHEWget the fuck off me. He laughed and sat up. Okaythis is awkward. He was now straddling me. Um He laughed again. Why are you laughing? This is weird On the inside, I secretly loved every second of it. Oh come onyou know you love it. I shook my head and laughed. What if I am? I raised an eyebrow. He laughed again and got up. I stood up and skipped into my living room. I grabbed my car keys and began to dance around. OH MY FUCKING JESUS. WERE SEEING JOB FOR A FUCKING COWBOY IN LESS THAN 4 HOURS!!! I danced around excitedly. I stopped and noticed Mathew staring at me. Can I help you? I asked, putting my hands on my hips. He smiled and walked to me. He got really close to me. Were seeing Job For A Cowboyand were leavingNOW! He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door. Bitch! Im driving. I ran to my car and got in. I instantly put in my Bring Me The Horizon CD and blasted it. WEEE! JOB FOR A COWBOYHERE WE COME!!! I shook my head and pulled out of the driveway. You knowI think after doing about 12 months of merch for the bandyoud be less excited about it. I said. Yes, we were Job For A Cowboys merch people. We were good friends with the band and had supported them for years.
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We stopped at Jack In The Box to get Breakfast Jacks. Mathew got 3 and I got 4. Im a hungry womanwhat can I say? I drove around the corner and parked outside. We ate in silence. It was a weirdly awkward silence. Weve been best friends since KINDERGARTEN. What the fuck is with the awkwardness? We went through everything together. Our first show, our first boyfriends and girlfriends. What was up with this? I sighed and turned the car back on. I changed the CD from BMTH to Job For A Cowboys DOOM. Of course. Mathew said. I made a face and backed out of the parking lot. I saw some scene kids walking into Jack In The Box. GO BACK TO SCENETACOS YOU FAKES! THERES MORE TO LIFE THAN MYSPACE. I flipped them off and sped away. Mathew laughed his ass of at this. What? I spoke the truth. Theyre supposed go on Myspace and comment some random guy theyll never meets page because they think their poor, pathetic lives revolve around Myspace. He laughed. Youre being so hypocritical about it He said. Oh my god. You know I left Myspace ages ago. I said. He smiled evilly. Or did you? I blushed. I only go on it sometimesIts addicting, okay! RAWR. I growled in fake anger as I sped towards the venue.
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20 minutes later we finally reached the venue. There were a few random teenagers standing outside, obviously diehard JFAC fans. If they were showing up 2 hours before the show, theyre diehard. I shook my head. What was the point? I meanits not like theres first come, first serve seating or whatever. No matter how late you get thereyou can always push people out of the way to get to the pit or the front. But whatever. Its not they have anything else to do. I parked and we got out of the car. YAY!!!! Mathew ran full speed into the venue and I just shook my head. I said hello to the teenagers, told them to stop by the merch tent sometime, and walked inside.
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