"Brittany! Come on we're going to be late!" I called to my best friend.
Today was the day that my favorite radio station was giving out tickets to get see Big Time Rush—my favorite band!
"I cannot believe I let you talk me into waking up 2 am in the morning to go with you to get some tickets," she said in her itchy, morning voice as she rubbed her eyes.
"Oh please! It's not like you don't like Big Time Rush."
"Yea, I like them, but I like my sleep much more!"
"Stop complaining and let's go!"
The good thing about Los Angeles at 2 in the morning was that there was very little traffic. It would have taken us at least 45 minutes to get there from where we lived, but since there was no traffic we got there in about 30 minutes.
Brittany and I moved out to L.A. after we graduated from high school. We were both very advanced for our ages, so we graduated at 16. Naturally, our parents threw a fit at the thought of us living in L.A by ourselves at age 16. But we were responsible, so they got over it—of course we never mentioned all the partying we did, and the time we almost got arrested. Some things are better left unsaid. After high school we enrolled at UCLA and completed our degrees—Brittany was a lawyer, on the weekends she worked at the community college near our house as math teacher, and I worked for the Los Angeles Times. It was my dream job! Now we were both 21 and living at our own house, without the worry of our parents, and we were doing just fine!
"Hey Brit!" I said shaking her awake. "Come on, we're here!"
"Blake, if you weren't my best friend I would have kick your ass by now, you know that?"
I laughed, "Yea, I know, but you can't do that. You need me, who else is gonna help pay the bills?"
She nodded, "Damn, I forgot about that. Looks like I'll have to keep you around." She teased.
I laughed, "Come on! I'm sure the line is extremely long by now!"
She took her time to get out of the car.
"OHMYGOSH! Could you be any slower?" I asked frustrated. "I'm going on ahead, meet me inside."
She nodded, "Yea, you probably should go. I'm still," she yawned. "So sleepy."
I ran inside, not knowing where I was headed. Luckily, there were signs pointing in the direction that I needed to go. I ran down the hall and made a left.
"Oh, it looks like we have our first winner!" DJ Deanna said.
I looked around to see who it was. I didn't see anyone on my way to the studio. The only people who were here was me and the DJ.
She chuckled, "And it appears that she is still under a daze." She gestured for me to sit down next to her, I did. She handed me some headphones, I put them on.
"So," DJ Deanna began. "How does it feel knowing that you're the first winner today?"
"I'm the first person to get here?" I asked shocked!
She nodded.
"Well, I'm a bit tried, but still excited at the same time!"
DJ D, as she was known, chuckled. "Well, that's understandable. So you're a big, Big Time Rush fan, huh?"
My eyes widened, "Big doesn't even cover it! They mean the world to me!"
"Who's you favorite guy?"
Before I could even think about what I was going to say, or who might be listening, "KENDALL FRANCIS SCHMIDT! I love that man with all my heart!"
He eyes widened this time, "Well, I guess big really was an understatement. What your name?"
"Blake Stewart!" I told her!
"Well, guys you heard it here first! Miss. Blake Stewart loves Kendall Schmidt with all her heart and she's won tickets to see him and the rest of the Big Time boys, but she's also won backstage passes to meet the guys!"
I looked at Deanna questionably, "WHAT?"
She spoke slowly this time, "You won tickets not only to their concert, but also backstage passes."
I almost fell out my seat.
"Okay, guys, we'll be back in a few, but in the meantime enjoy some Maroon 5 with 'Moves Like Jagger.'"
Deanna took off her headphones, "Hey, you okay, Blake?"
"BLAKE?" Brittany exclaimed. "Are you okay?"
I made a face, "Yea, Brit. I'm fine. I'm just a bit surprised."
"Why?" She asked.
"Oh, I told her she won backstage passes to meet Big Time Rush." Deanna answered for me.
"Oh okay!" She said.
"Okay? Why are you not freaking out? You should be freaking out!"
"Well, I already knew that the first person here would win backstage passes. And then from then on, they would randomly choose people."
"And you didn't tell me this why?" I asked annoyed.
"You mean aside from the fact that you wouldn't have let me gone to sleep so we could be here at like midnight? I don't know, it must have slipped my mind."
I made another face, "What a coincidence."
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