day four: write a story about you meeting the person you'd like to meet most and/or write a poem about how you'll feel when you meet for the first time 

people: Taylor Swift and my friend Ava (I cheated xx)

Floor

Working as a waitress means that income is unstable, and everyday you come home with a different amount of change in your pocket than the last day. While I've always been someone who loves unpredictable things, this sort of money making would leave me going home everyday needing to count my money and never knowing just how much I would be able to help save up for the coming time. 

Still, despite what felt like a huge setback I somehow in the amount of months saved up enough money for something I've always wanted to have: Taylor Swift concert tickets. 

Growing up in a middle class household turned poor household, the only concert I'd ever been to was a Selena Gomez one when I was age ten. Somehow, today not only would I be going to see Taylor Swift in person for the first time ever, but I was also going to finally meet one of my best friends of two years. 

The drive to DC was long and tiring, but eventually I made it and did my worst ever parking job before excitedly jumping out of the car, straight into my best friend's arms. Ava and I hugged for what felt like forever but was probably only a few seconds, maybe a minute. "I can't believe you're real," I muttered to myself while she acknowledged how tiny I actually was in person. 

There was a buzzing energy throughout the day I as we spent more time together before needing to leave for the concert, the energy of finally seeing a friend in person for the first time and knowing we both have floor tickets and quite possibly could meet Taylor Swift tonight. Of course, we both thought we were being ridiculous for thinking we had a chance, but it didn't matter. 

Wearing our "couples costume" which was me wearing a replica of Taylor's outfit in the You Need to Calm Down music video and Ava wearing a replica of Todrick's, we eventually found our spot on the floor and put extra amounts of energy into cheering and singing along to the openers. 

When the time came for Taylor to start her setlist, you could feel the entire arena buzzing with excitement. Ava and I couldn't hold in our shrieks as the opening beat blasted through the stadium and Taylor officially came out into the open for everyone to see her. 

As the night coursed through, both of us put all our energy into screaming the lyrics and dancing around. During songs like Paper Rings, London Boy, I Think He knows, and Cruel Summer I found myself practically losing a part of my sanity and immersing myself into performing the songs as if I was, myself, Taylor Swift. Tears fell from my eyes as I sang along to Cornelia Street and I held onto Ava as if singing the song to her. 

It was during Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince, my favorite from the album, that I felt a tap on my shoulder. While I'd generally avoid acknowledging the feeling of someone touching me, knowing most of the time it was accidental with everyone pushing up so close to each other, the screams around me that accompanied the tap made me turn around only to stare into the face of Andrea Swift. 

I found myself losing breath as she explained to me that watching such a small person have such high energy was really moving to her and she had spent some time watching me and Ava perform each and every song. People pulled out phones and recorded as she presented the two of us with a slip with bold letters pronouncing the words Lovers Lounge. 

Tears streamed down my face as my favorite song continued around me but everything else fell still and I locked eyes with Ava, both of us left unbelieving of what just happened. 

The rest of the concert it was hard to keep my head in the game knowing that once it was over I would be meeting Taylor Swift, someone I had been a fan of for over twelve years now. Growing up listening to her music and sitting and googling to watch as much as I could, reading up on as many interviews as she had given. It all would come down to this moment. 

"I don't even know what to do with myself now," I confessed with Ava, who immediately agreed with me as the crowd loudly sang along to the My's from the beginning of Death of a Thousand Cuts. "What am I going to say?"

The last song of the night was playing and eventually Taylor left the stage along with all her singers and dancers, and the arena slowly started to pick up and leave. I was caught between trying to grab the confetti off the ground or sprinting across to make it to the lovers lounge as fast as possible. 

Eventually Ava and I made it to the room filled with food set out for fans to snack on. Although I was hesitant to initially go to the table with no one else around us going for it, I moved towards it and did an equivalent of stress eating. A few people followed my example in joined in on munching on the snacks as we all prepared to meet Taylor. 

Eventually the line moved up and I was standing next to the most important person in my life. After years of wanting to stand next to her, I found myself completely gobsmacked and unable to speak. Ava was practically crying next to me as I was shaking. 

Both of us tried to express appreciation for her despite being blubbering messes and I somehow found it within me to tell her about my thirteen minute speech I gave on her songwriting in my public speaking class. 

"I didn't plan for it to be thirteen minutes, it just kind of happened," I told her, smiling nervously. 

My words made her grin and my heart fell out of place as she was already smiling before, but now it was taking up her whole face. I knew in that moment that all the anxious waiting and years of not affording her concerts were worth it that now I could stand in front of her and make her smile. "See, thirteen just comes along with me and follows me everywhere I go. It's crazy!" She excitedly told me. 

We were somewhat being rushed by the people around us but Taylor was completely patient with listening to us blubber on and made no move to rush us out, even as taking pictures. We spent a few seconds debating a pose for our picture that could avoid her doing the head tilt, so that Ava and I could both have pictures to post at the end of this that wouldn't look weird. We told her our predicament and she stepped up and figured out the pose for us. 

The moment was everything I had ever wanted and everything I had ever dreamed and as we exited the room I looked to Ava, not comprehending what had just happened. We both analyzed silently for a second before I let out a shriek and she joined in as we squealed and immediately took out our phones so we could surprise our friends with the news. 

And I definitely opened twitter to tweet the standard, "I JUST MET TAYSKLO SWIFABTS!!!" 

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idk how concerts work i haven't been to one since i was ten but i'm hoping i wrote this out in a way that could kinda workout ??? idk anyways gonna go cry now bc i want this to manifest lol 

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