Take me with You (Trace Cyrus) 02

Texting Sucks!

"Maggie, dear. It is time to get up!"My mother yelled from down the hall.

"Aiiiiight mom. I get it."I sighed and rolled over.

Apparently myphone was still blinking red from the text messages, butI didn't notice anything. InsteadI walked snail like to her bathroom and washed up. As soon asI went back to my bedside, Ifinally caught the red blinking light.I read the one from Rain first, and whatI read amazed me.

Hey Mags, look we need to talk. Come over tomorrow ASAP!
~Rain-e.

Then on to Koby's:

Hey maggie, I think we should end it. sorry! :(

I couldn't believe it.I knew exactly what this was. They hooked up and now that they figured out it was summer, they could do whatever the heck they wanted. SoI ran into my closet and threw on whatever outfit was clean. I slipped on someflats, grabbed my car keys and told my mom that I would explain everything later.

On my way there I decided to rethink taking Rain to MYMetro Station concert, I was going to call Brandon and see if he could fly here since Koby was the reason webroke up and all.

I knocked on her door, loud. She came to it wearing pajama's and immediately her face struck panic. I could also tell by the way she moved out of my way to let mein without even looking at me.

"Just sit down so I can explain everything!" She said.

"Why should I waste my time for you? You knew my past with Koby and now you are trying to ruin it?!" I screamed.

"We went to that party you weren't allowed to go to, and he took me upstairs,and yeah. It JUST happened, Mags!" She tried to explain.

"Well, here is some more explanation for you. Don't expect to go to that concert with me- which is in like four days, and we are over as friends!" I said sadly and walked out of her house, calmly closing the door.

I called Brandon.

He didn't answer soI left a message that told him he needed to be on the next plane here because I really needed a friend. Therefore; that night I got a call from him around 10. I ran from the shower to get the call. Hair dripping wet, and towel lazilylaced around me I answered, "Heeey!"

"I just got your message! And I can be there on Friday, around 6! Is that okay?" He asked caringly.

"Thats perfect, hang on a sec., 'kay?" I asked sweetly.

He 'hmm'ed.

That night we talked until one in the morning my time.There was so much that needed to be said and now that everythingwas going to be okay, I wanted him to come even more. Also, right when I was getting ready to fall alseep from his soothing voice, Koby tried to call from the other line. I told Brandon that I would call him tomorrow and let him know what happened- when he said, "I still loveyou Mags!"

My heartached, "Bye Brandon!" I squeaked.

"Hello?" I said sternly.

"I thought it would be nice to call and explain myself."Koby said nonchalantly.

"Hah! Are you serious? Well, I know perfectly well what was going on so I dont needyou to make things worse like you already have for everything else in my life. Goodbye, Koby!" I cried.

And cried... and bawled.

Friday

I had already arranged the whole Brandon thing with my parents aday ago, they were kind of confused, but they allowed it under the circumstance that I was an honest child. I drove to the airport, listening to Metro Station alltwo hours it would take. The carpool lane was crowded. It was 6:05, and Brandon was waiting for me. I spotted him and stopped the car; putting it in park. Once out of the car, I ran up to him and gave him the biggest hug possible. When I felt a kiss on my cheek I realized I had cried- the one thing I told myself I wouldn't do!

Saturday came like a wave. Finally it was time to go to my concert, and my body was shaking. This was only my second concert, and my first was lame. It was for Britney Spears in the 3rd grade. But I was going to make the best of it; I was going to met METRO STATION! Whooo. Nothing could ruin this day, not now, and not ever!