Ashley's POV

"Happy graduation, sweetheart." my mom smiled, handing me a small envelope. I looked around at all of the guests at my graduation party, totally puzzled as to why they were all grinning at me suspiciously. I carefully opened the envelope and pulled out two sheets of paper inside. Scanning the papers, I read them carefully in my head.

Admit One: FLOOR- Row A, Seat 15

Glee LIVE! + Private Meet Greet

June 14th, 2011

Quicken Loans Arena, Cleveland, Ohio

I screamed. I didn't mean to, but I did. "Glee" made it cool for me to be in show choir and it gave me massive amounts of confidence. Seeing them live and meeting them in person meant meeting my idols. I was especially excited to meet Kevin McHale, the man who played Artie Abrams, the parapalegic with an angel-like voice. To me, he was the perfect man. It was an absolute dream come true.

The actual day felt like months to wait for, when in reality, it was only a few days. I had picked out the perfect outfit to wear for this momentus occasion: A black Queen t-shirt, dark wash skinny jeans, and black converse. I looked f-i-n-e. As I drove myself to Cleveland, I blasted my "Glee" playlist from the speakers of my car. Just as I was entering the outskirts of the city I passed a blue Prius. Driving the car was a man. He was skinny with brown hair and glasses, and he was wearing a brown leather jacket with a blue scarf and a white t-shirt underneath. When Artie's version of "P.Y.T" came over the speakers, I turned the music way up, as he was my favorite character. The man in the car beside me grinned and laughed as I danced and sang along to the music. Kevin McHale's beautiful voice flowed out of the speakers and into my ears, making me happier than I'd been in a long time. He always made me happy. When I looked over to see the man again, he was gone. I sighed and continued driving, on my way to meet my idols and the man of my dreams.

The concert began and my heart stopped. They were there right there, within an arm's distance from me. As Kevin began to roll out on stage in his faux-parapalegic state, singing "Dancin' With Myself", I about lost it. He was adorable. Right as he passed me, he stopped, looking at me quizically. My heart skipped a beat when he looked at me, but confusion soon set in when I realized he was staring at me. As thrilled as I was that my dream man actually knew I was alive, the look on his face was freaking me out. He finally realized he was staring at me and broke the eye contact. My heart sank a little, but the feeling rekindled as I noticed him periodically looking at me throughout the night.

I followed the signs for the Private Meet and Greet to a small room in the back of the stadium. When I peeked in, I noticed that there was no one there, so I sat down on one of the four leather couches. My stomach was doing backflips the whole time. Suddenly, the doors opened and in walked my idols, led at the helm by Lea Michele. I stood up and smiled as they came over to me. They were all there: Corey, Mark, Chord, Jenna, Ashley, Heather, Naya, Dianna, Harry, Matthew, Lea, Amber, Chris, Darren, and, of course, Kevin. He was at the back of the group, whispering something to Corey. That's when I noticed it...the jacket, the scarf, the white t-shirt. The guy from the Prius. It was Kevin.