The Moment
The night was still alive. The air was still moist, even though that word is so disgusting, as my friend would say. Ha, but she's a weirdo like me and too bad I couldn't take her to the best concert of all time. Instead another friend of mine is standing next to me, at least he knows all the lyrics like I do, it makes it more fun because he's not so confused or is like "what the hell is this?" We're head banging, are hair flipping into each other's faces and our eyes we're squeezed shut. Funny thing is a couple of days ago I got a fight with this kid and we're acting like we love each other to death. Another funny story there too, he's my boyfriend but really it's complicated sometimes, I really should not explain now because well I'm in the moment. Front row seats baby and my finger tips were reaching out to the one and only James Hetfiled, if only I could be Mrs. Hetfield. I could be up on stage with him jamming to guitar right beside him, I could see it now. Well because it was happening now, James Hetfield had a hold of my hand and was saying something I couldn't understand, I couldn't hear it was like I went deaf, I probably did but it was all because I am shocked that my idol was standing in front of me, me. He was standing in front of me. My boyfriend was laughing at me because I was so stoned and wouldn't move a muscle. "Well go!" He shouted over the screaming crowd and pushing me in James Hetfield. I fell into his arms and realized it was James. "Come on up here and show us what you got," He said taking me on stage with the blinding lights and the screaming fans. My legs were shaking to the point were I thought I was going to get sick and my cheeks started to hurt from smiling to hard. God, knew why this was destined for me and only me because I grew up following this man's footsteps and darling I was ready to take his hand and go off to never never land.
"How is everyone tonight?" His lips hit the microphone and mouthed the words that echoed through the screaming crowd. "We're doing good!?" His hands went up this time. "Well, I'd like to welcome a very special girl to the stage. Her first time to a Metallica concert and I would love to welcome her to the Metallica Family!" Cheers, like people were cheering me. I stood still once again my eyes scrolling through the Metallica shirts and devil horns. "We like to congratulate Miss Alyx for completing her life goal!" The crowd just roared in waves that made my smile curve into a smirk. "I would like for her to sing a song for us tonight, what do you think!?" He looked at me with his guitar swinging from his neck, then my eyes locked back on the crowd screaming yeses. "Since she's such a Metallica fan! How about a favorite! Master of Puppets!" He drowns out the word puppet and backs away from the microphone for me to approach it, I shuffled myself to the microphone taking in a deep breath. "All right Cincinnati! Show us you're excitement!" James said as the first chords rung through my head just as my world went pitch black and there was silence.