This is kinda long, and it was supposed to be an entry for the It's My Birthday and I'll Cry If I Want To writing contest, but I thought it wasn't good enough, and I didn't have a proper ending for it >.<
Andy stared up at the fancy neon-lighted sign above her.
Angels and Kings.
She had always dreamed of getting in there and, hopefully, meeting some of her favorite bands of all time. Fate had it, though, that the moment her 21st birthday came up, her friends surprised her by dragging her butt out of her house, into their car and out here.
"I... love you guys!" she exclaimed, wrapping her arms around them and squeezed the life out of them.
"O-kay, Andy! Don't waste your time thanking us, waste your time on getting wasted in one of the coolest bars ever!" her best friend, Taylor, said, pushing her through the doors and into the already pulsating room.
Lights flashed brightly and music boomed out of large stereos.
Andy's eyes widened. This was - she took note - the best night of her life.
As soon as they had found a table to use the whole night, they began ordering their drinks, excited that, for the first time, the youngest member in their group was finally legal to drink.
"I don't even know what I just ordered," Andy laughed, leaning back on the seat.
"You, my friend, just ordered an alcoholic drink," Lizzie replied, wiggling her eyebrows at her alcohol-deprived friend.
"Okay, let's dance!" Natasha yelled, standing up and pulling her friends away from the booth and towards the dance floor.
The song that was playing sounded very familiar to Andy, it only took her a few more seconds to register what the song was and to sing along.
"I wanna take a ride on your disco stick," she sang, laughing, all the while moving her body to the beat of the song.
"This song is seriously disgusting and green," Lizzie commented, shaking her head as she danced.
"Yeah, but you love Lady Gaga anyway!" Taylor teased, pushing her playfully.
"Tell me who doesn't."
Andy laughed at her two friends raising her arms up in the air and letting out the tension she had been feeling the whole week.
She and her boyfriend had just broken up, but she didn't feel all too heart broken about it. They had been friends their whole lives so it wasn't at all painful when he said he couldn't be with her anymore. It just hurt to know that he had been secretly meeting up with someone behind her back. Where was the trust?
She spun around quickly, still lost in the song, and lost her balance. She ended up slipping backwards and bumping into something, or rather, someone. Her eyes widened as she quickly straightened up and turned around. She stared up at Ryan Ross, guitarist for Panic! At The Disco, and the man whom she had always dreamed of meeting. What a way to meet him - falling into him because she was a careless and clumsy dancer.
"Oh my God, I am so sorry," she quickly apologized to him, feeling her cheeks burn. Her friends noticed that she had stopped dancing and ceased to move too. They went over to her and once they saw who she was apologizing to, a smile crept onto their faces.
"It's okay," he said, in his famous monotonous, couldn't-really-care tone.
She blushed even darker and turned away, trying to push her way through her friends, but they wouldn't let her.
"Today's her birthday!" Taylor told Ryan with much excitement, a grin gracing her face.
"Taylor, shut up," she grumbled to her friend before she was roughly spun around to face Ryan again.
"Really?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in a questioning way.
She nodded smally and chewed on her lip, something she did everytime she was nervous.
And boy, was she nervous.
His face broke into that grin she always fawned over and he greeted her 'happy birthday' before waving goodbye and walking off.
"You... just totally met Ryan fucking Ross!" Natasha exclaimed.
"Y-yeah," she said, fazed.
Had that really happened?
Natasha said it did, but she just couldn't help but doubt still.
"Oh my God, look who's talking to the DJ right now."
Andy turned around and looked over at the DJ. There she saw Ryan Ross whispering into his ear about a certain someone's birthday. The DJ nodded and paused the song that was blasting through the speakers.
Ryan patted his back and looked out to the crowd. His eyes met her and he smiled, waving. Her cheeks blushed furiously again as she waved back shyly.
"Okay, everyone, I just found out from my good friend, Ryan Ross here, that it's someone's birthday tonight. Where is the birthday celebrant?"
"HERE!" Taylor, Lizzie, and Natasha all yelled at once, pointing at Andy whose face had just turned into a tomato.
D=
May 8th, 2009 at 05:03am