Tokio Hotel in Cleveland: A True Story
Chapter 2
Ready, Set, Go!
On the morning of August tenth, perhaps around nine o'clock, I awoke to my mother walking into my room, calling my name. She told me that Isabel was on the phone. I was a little perplexed as to why she was calling on my home phone instead of my cell phone, especially this early in the morning during summer vacation when all the other teens in our time zone were still happily dreaming in their beds.
I took the phone from my mother and held it to my ear. "Hello?"
"Hi...."
"What's up?"
"You remember how Tokio Hotel is coming to Cleveland tomorrow?" she asked. "Well, I thought about it more and I decided that I don't wanna go by my self, so do you wanna come?"
My eyes went wide. I was so tired that for a moment I had forgotten that the concert was the next day! I couldn't believe that she actually waited until the last minute to ask me if I wanted to go, but I was so grateful that I was able to let it slide. All I could think was, Oh my God, I'm gonna get to see Tokio Hotel!
"Yeah!" I answered excitedly–as if it wasn't obvious.
"OK, but I gotta see if they're still selling tickets online for it."
"I'll pay you back," I offered.
The first thing I did was ask my mother if I could go. The only problem was that both of our parents were very strict and would never let us drive all the way out to Cleveland for two days just to see a band that they didn't like. It really would have been no trouble for us at all, being adults (OK, I was turning eighteen the next month), but there was just no possible way that it would happen.
I had asked Isabel what I should say to my mom so we had the same story, and she gave me the name of a concert hall near the local airport, and told me to tell her we were going there tonight to meet the band at a signing and then spending the night at her place. We would go back to the show the next day.
When she called back, she said there were still printable tickets available off the internet. She told me that they cost twenty-five dollars, and I thought that it was much more than a fair deal. It could have been a hundred dollars and I wouldn't have cared.
"OK, I'll be there in a little while, so start getting ready," she said excitedly.
I wanted to literally jump into the air and shriek the moment I hung up the phone, but I refrained. I just smiled evilly and ran around my room, trying to gather my things. I felt so damn lucky to be heading on a road trip, just me and my friend, to see our favorite band.
I hastily got dressed in a short sleeved jacket and a skirt, and grabbed my overnight bag from my closet and started shoving it full of things like my purse, my phone charger, travel-sized toiletries, brushes, clips, and anything I could think of. However, I worried that having to scramble around to get ready to leave for two days on twenty minutes notice would lead me to forget some things.
My mom was consistently interrogating me about the concert, asking where exactly it was, what the band was called, why I was leaving a day early. Being in such a rush, I could only give her curt answers that were barely enough to satisfy her curiosity. Luckily it didn't take long for Isabel to show up and clear the confusion, though she didn't really need to. Everything she said was exactly what I had, but my mom needed more convincing.
After she reluctantly said it was alright for us to go, I grabbed all of the things I had packed, and Isabel and I headed out the garage and to her car. After I tossed my bag in the back with the rest of all her things, I sat in the passenger seat beside her and we were off!
The first part of the plan was done, and it was time for step two: GET THERE! Our plan was to head west to the edge of the state and then go south instead of just heading down south first off. We wanted to stay in our home state for as long as possible just in case we ran into some unexpected trouble.
I don't quite remember what it was that Isabel said that finally made it hit us that we were actually going to see the boys with our own eyes, see them sweat on stage and hear their music blare in our ears, but we just couldn't resist taking a moment to scream!
I hope this chapter still keeps you interested. I'm still considering whether or not I want to post the whole thing at once. I want to, but I don't think I'll get as many reviews if everyone can just keep going on to the next chapter, and I want to know what everybody thinks. I'll keep thinking about it and come up with a solution soon, but in the meantime, enjoy!