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''We'll see you in Bangor.'' He told me as he started to back away. I smiled. ''I already can't wait.'' I said as I too backed away from the band. With one more glance at them I was gone.

People say that time heals everything. That the more distance you put between yourself and your troubles the easier it will get. They're wrong. My god, are they wrong.

It's been two months since I last saw the band. Two months since that wonderful day where I closed off one horrible part of my life and opened up to a new one. Two months since the promise. Two months since I was a peace for a little bit.

The end of the school year brought pain and tears, along with sleepless nights and boring days. I wanted it to be over. I didn't want to have to try at all. But, of course, I couldn't find it in myself to end it. There was a small light that was shinning in the distance and that light was the day of June 19th. All I had to do was make it till then.

The day before, I woke up and went to school to write my two exams, Math and French. I wrote the French one with the rest of my class,which took up my morning. When I finished that I had a half hour break before I had to go take my Math one. The hours dragged by and I found it hard to focus but eventually I finished. I got up and brought the test to my teacher who was teaching my class in the other room. She took it with a smile and told me I could go.

That night, I packed my bags with everything I would need for the next few days. My clothes, jewellery, electronics, my favorite novel and my Sudoku book. I made sure that I had my headphones on top of my bag for the long trip, and then went to bed, putting up with yet another sleepless night.

When morning came, I felt better, knowing that I would get to see the band by the end of the day. I got dressed, pulling on a two-toned burgundy top where the sleeves went to my elbow and a pair of black ripped jeans. I had a pair of tan ankle boots on and my hair was up with an elastic. I wore a watch and a small black cat bracelet on my wrist as well. I had some waffles and finished getting ready. Soon, I was rushed out the door by my parents.

It takes 7-9 hours to drive from my home in Nova Scotia to Bangor, Maine. It depends on which route you take, really. I drowned out everything around me and focused on the music playing from my phone for the entire ride. My excitement grew with each mile closer we got.

We crossed the border and got into Maine around 2:30pm. We couldn't check into the hotel until 3pm so we drove around in downtown Bangor to kill some time. We found the venue for the concert, an outdoor pavilion, and it finally hit me. This was happening. This was actually happening.

About an hour later we were all checked into the hotel. I had chosen my bed and I had my bag dumped on the floor next to it. Patrick and the rest of the band were going to be here around 4:30pm to pick us up so I had plenty of time to do what I wanted for a bit. I decided to do a Sudoku game while the rest of my family; my mom, dad and sister, watched TV. By the time I was done I knew that I should probably clean up a bit before they got here. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. Five minutes later, I heard my sister yell that they would be here soon. "I know, I'm just cleaning up." I yelled back. I was putting my hair back up when I heard a knock at the door. My heart skipped a beat as I heard the door open and the sound of voices in the room. I finished my hair and looked at myself in the mirror. I wasn't necessarily happy with what I saw but I did feel a lot better than I had been lately which made me smile.

I opened the door to find everyone crowded into our small room. Seven heads turned to look at me but I didn't care. Patrick, Pete, Andy and Joe were all smiling at me and saying "hi". I went up to Patrick, who I had been talking to a little bit since I last saw him, and he pulled me into a hug. He whispered a "hello" in my ear and I couldn't help but smile. I pulled away from him and he was smiling too. "Hi." I laughed a bit. I then in turn went and gave a hug to the rest of the band. When that was done Pete spoke up. "How have you been?" He asked me. My head started running as I thought about everything that had happened. I didn't want to talk about it all right now. "I'm great. What about you guys?" I asked. "We're fantastic." Joe said. "The tour has been great so far. The turn out has been amazing." Patrick told me. "That's great news!" Patrick nodded. "So, are you excited for tomorrow?" Pete asked. I nodded vigorously. "I haven't been this excited for anything in a long time." I told them. "I'm just happy it's finally here."

A few more minutes of chatting later, Patrick spoke up. "So, I've had this craving for a few days now. I was wondering if Applebee's works for everyone." I looked round at everyone. Nobody disagreed. "Great." He said happily. "Now we have to talk about how we're getting there."