Soul Mates

Our parents drop us off at the "venue" where this concert is supposed to take place. We thank them for the ride and get in line with what looks like a dozen other kids who all dress like my sister. She was right, I really am going to stick out. All of these kids have black jeans, ripped or not ripped. They all have a Black Veil Bride t-shirt on, and weird paint on their faces. What did I get myself into?
"Allison, help me out will you?" Alyssa says pulling stuff out of her bag
"What is that?" I wonder
"It's war paint."
"No. You are not putting that ridiculous stuff on your face."
"Whatever, you are lame," then she turns to a total stranger, "hey, I hate to bug you but your make-up is impressive, can you help?"
"Sure, I'm Jenny," says this strange girl who's face is covered in black paint, then she looks at me, "hey, I remember you."
"What?"
There is no way this weird girl knows me. What did she say her name was? Jenny?
"Yea, you ran into me while drooling over Julliard." she says laughing while applying black goop to my sisters face
"Jenny? What are you doing here? Why are you wearing that stuff?" I ask
How could someone who is getting into Julliard be here, it doesn't make any sense.
"I like this kind of music. BVB's sound is cool, plus my cousin is the drummer."
"Oh."
It was then that I noticed my wrist, it was pink. He is here, in this city. I am so annoyed now that I have to see this stupid concert.
"Why are you here?"
It takes me a minute to realize that Jenny is talking to me, I look up from my wrist before responding, "you're plastering paint on the reason." I laugh
They both laugh before Alyssa says, "she hates this music, my parents made her come so I could go. She says screaming doesn't take talent."
I blush red as Jenny looks at me, "You. Are in for a treat."
Tell me about it...................

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