OSF: Obsessed Swift Fan

A/N: I am so sorry I haven't updated in so long! I hope you guys forgive me. Oh and be honest and tell me if you guessed who Kim's idol was before I said the name.

Kim Crawford sighed as she walked into Seaford High School. Her idol was coming to town in five days and she was the one who didn't have tickets, not even nosebleed seats. Her friends and almost everyone else in the school had a ticket to somewhere in the arena, but not her. Although, it kind of helped that no one in the school had PIT tickets. A lot of people had already bought them in the pre-sale and were coming in from out of town. But, Kim's parents had said they couldn't get even a nosebleed seat and didn't really want to go to the concert, even though Kim had said she would go with Grace and Olivia.

Kim walked to her locker, her head down the entire way as she put in her combination without looking up. 13 22 1. Her idol's favorite number, her favorite number, and the first number in the universal I love you signal. The four and the three were happily sitting in the place where her locker number was, completing her little combination game. She lightly tugged open her locker and looked wistfully at all the posters and articles and interviews and magazine clippings she had of the extremely talented beauty taped to the door and on the walls. Kim looked behind her around at everyone who was talking excitedly about the concert on Saturday and all she wanted to do was tell them to shut up because it was only Monday. However, she refrained because she knew if she had tickets, she would be one of them. She grabbed the special white pen she used for only this task out of her locker and took the cap off, holding it in her teeth. She carefully drew a one and a three on her left hand in bold, white print, capped the pen, and put it back in its place of honor.

Kim started getting her books out of her locker and a plan began shaping in her mind. She was the president of this district's fan club. A frown appeared on her face as she realized the fan club president wasn't going, but quickly got back to her scheme. The singer was arriving in town on Thursday to take a little break in the small town, being as they were the forty-fifth stop on the tour out of 165. She would find the tour bus, meaning she could find the hotel. A smile formed on Kim's face as she planned before she felt her phone vibrate. She pulled it out and her good mood instantly deflated. It was from her mother.

You can't go looking for the tour bus or hotel either. Kim snapped her phone closed with a low growl, picked up the rest of her books, and closed her locker with a loud slam, causing the people at the lockers next to her to jump. Kim muttered a quick sorry to them before she stalked down the hallway towards the little place she and her friends met up at between classes.

"Kim!" Grace said excitedly as she fell into step beside her friend. Grace and Olivia had gotten floor seats and were so psyched. Kim loved her friends, she really did, but she wasn't in the mood for another of Grace's rants about how they would be able to see all the fashion choices so up close.

"Grace, can I just have some alone time right now?" Kim asked in as friendly a voice as possible. Grace seemed to be debating whether or not to leave Kim alone, but Olivia had heard Kim's comment and tone and quickly pulled Grace away as Kim gave her a grateful look. The blond sighed again as she sat down near the stairs and waited for the bell to ring. As she wallowed in her sorrows, a noise caused her to look up and she saw her other group of friends rushing towards her and the seats. However, before they could reach her, the bell rang and they abruptly turned and ran the other way. Kim just shook her head and began to trudge to her next class.

Four days later, Friday, Kim was sitting in the same place as the same scene unfolded in front of her for the last time. Everyone was yelling excitedly, pointing to seats, listening to songs, or talking about what they would wear. Everyone except for Kim Crawford. She had tried umpteen million times since Monday to convince her parents to do something in order to get the tickets. Her dad was a CEO for crying out loud. He could obviously get tickets if he really wanted to! Apparently, though, he didn't really want to because the concert was in T-minus twenty-four hours and she would be sitting home alone, wishing she was there.

A second later, Kim spied her friends come charging toward her and a small smile graced her features as they almost took out Marge the Lunch Lady and she threw each of them into the fountain. When they got out and ran the rest of the way to Kim, they were still smiling.

"What's got you guys so-" Kim began to talk before they interrupted her.

"KIM!" they all shouted in her face. She raised her fist, ready to punch one of them, before lowering it slowly. In front of her were her friends from the dojo.

Jerry Martinez was wearing…a swimsuit? She had no clue why Jerry was wearing a swimsuit in the middle of the school day, but she knew better than to question him. Eddie Jones was wearing a hideous Scottish kilt and holding bagpipes. There was another question Kim wasn't going to ask. This was getting weirder by the second. The bell went off as Kim looked at the third boy, but all of them had study hall eighth period, so they could stay right where they were. Milton Krupnick had a giant, polka dot French horn around his neck and was wearing what looked like a purple and lime green Speedo suit. That was something Kim's eyes did not need to see. Jack Anderson actually looked remotely normal aside from the fact that he had a drawn-on mustache and beard. And Rudy was wearing his sensei outfit. All five of her…wait, Rudy?

"Rudy, what are you doing here? And what? Thank you for bursting my eardrum!" Kim cried irritably. The five of them looked down sheepishly before looking up and beginning to talk at once. Kim could understand none of them, so she let out a shrill whistle, snapping them to attention.

"We've got PIT seats to the concert!" the five of them yelled at once before each launching into an explanation.

"I wanted to see the hot chick up close and personal and we heard there was a contest down at the radio station," Jerry began.

"She's so smart and she plays lots of instruments, like me," at that, Milton held up his horn. "So, we decided to enter the worst band contest."

"But they needed five members, so they asked me and I figured why not? Free concert!" Rudy chanted.

"We all got changed and hurried down there as fast we could and started playing one of her songs. But, it sounded like a dying llama," Eddie described the horrid sound.

"And we won! You know, for being the worst band, but we still won!" Jack yelled before a cheer rose up from the others.

Kim blinked twice. It was official. She was going to be the only loser teenager sitting around tomorrow night while everyone else was at the Seaford Center. Even Milton had tickets! However, she didn't want to bring down the mood her guys were in, so she put a fake smile on her face.

"Wow, congratulations guys. I'm so happy for you. You can all…see what you want to see! You're so lucky." Kim decided that was enough gushing and it was now safe to walk away, which is exactly what she did.

She made it all the way to the front of school before he caught up with her. She knew he would come eventually, she just thought she could get home and lock herself away before he did. Jack, her best friend, fell into step beside her and she kept her head, not acknowledging his arrival.

"Want to tell me what's wrong?" he asked, gently nudging her arm as they walked through the parking lot and onto the sidewalk.

"Jack, I'm happy for you guys, I really am," Kim sighed. "But, she's my idol, you know that. I can't even get nosebleed seats to my idol's concert. I'm the president of her Seaford fan club for crying out loud and I can't even get the lousiest ticket in the place!"

She heard Jack sigh softly next to her before throwing his arm around her shoulders.

"Kim, I promise you'll get to go see her live soon, but it just might not be until next time she comes. I'm sorry, Kimmy," Jack said before he started talking about something else to take her mind off of it. Before she knew it, they were back at Kim's house.

Kim sighed at around 6:30 the next evening. The concert was starting in half an hour and she was stuck home alone reading a magazine and wishing she could see the concert scenes in the pages for real. Her parents had gone to a dinner and wouldn't be home until midnight or later. She flopped back on her bed before she heard the doorbell ring. She groaned and dropped her magazine.

"Coming!" she called as she jumped down the steps. She pulled open the door to find Jack standing. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "You should be at the concert."

"Do you really think I'd go to the concert with my best friend who happens to be obsessed with this particular singer?" Jack half-teased. Kim sighed.

"Jack, that's sweet, but I don't want you to miss the concert because of me…" Kim trailed off as Jack lifted his hand and she read what was in it. "OMIGOSH! NO WAY!" In Jack's hand were two PIT seats to the concert of Kim's dreams. She threw her arms around Jack before grabbing one of the tickets and clutching it to her chest.

"Jack, how?" she asked, unable to stop smiling.

"I talked to the radio station and convinced them to get me one more ticket," Jack said like it was no big deal. They stood there for a couple moments, neither saying anything. Jack started to shift awkwardly as Kim stared off dreamily into space. "Kim?"

"Hmm?" the girl asked sweetly.

"Shouldn't you go get ready?" That snapped Kim right out of it and she turned and dashed back up the stairs to get ready.

*AT THE CONCERT TWENTY MINUTES LATER*

"It's about to start!" Kim excitedly clutched Jack's arm as the lights dimmed and fog started to appear around the stage. Kim was right next to the stage and as a shadow of a body began to shimmer from behind the fog, she let out a scream of happiness.

"Drop everything now!" the singer crooned as fireworks shot into the air, lights glared and the music began. Kim snapped a picture with her camera before turning to Jack again.

"Thank you so much," she said, her eyes sparkling. She kissed his cheek before blushing and pulling away.

"What are friends for?" Jack said. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth to say something else, but Kim let out the loudest scream he had ever heard. He turned and saw a flash of gold as the performer's dress shook and looked a few feet to the left to see her blue eyes and blond hair and realized Taylor Swift had just grabbed his best friend's hand and was singing to her. He shrugged before starting to sing along and taking a picture of the two hands together. He would just tell Kim another day. He smiled as Taylor gave Kim a little wave and wink.

"Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile," the entire venue sang along with her.

A/N: Alright, I had started this months ago, like literally in October, but then I hadn't written anything since. I forgot where I was going with it, but hopefully you guys liked it and I hope to give you a better oneshot soon. Please review