It was 6:30am, even though I didn't have to leave until 5:00pm, I was still awake. I was more awake then ever. Today was the day. I was going to a Shawn Mendes concert. To his concert. It was a Monday so my mom was at work. Yes, she works in the summer. So I decided, just to annoy Emerson, I was gonna play music. Loud music. Shawn Mendes no doubt. I started playing Life Of The Party, as I danced around. I heard the door to my room slowly creak open. There stood a sleepy and may I mention grumpy Emerson.

"What. The. Fuck. Are. You. Doing" he asked trying to be calm. I ran up to him and grabbed his shoulders.

"Emerson, today is the day. I get to meet Shawn Mendes. You know the person who like saved my life!" I explained enthusiastically. Even though he was mad. I saw his face soften at the words 'saved my life'. Emerson pretends to hate him until I mention that. I know Emerson was thankful that Shawn made music, because without him I would be dead. He knows that.

"Fine, okay. Just turn it down a little bit okay." He said calmly. Then he turned around, closed my door and left.

I didn't want to put on makeup, or clothes, or do my hair because I knew it  would be wrecked by 5:00pm. So now I wait. Painfully wait to finally see the person. Him.