Twelve

I cannot remember the last time I was this excited and nervous at the same time. But then again, my life has been some kind of shit-show for the past several years.

Not just that, but I haven’t felt this strongly about a guy since–well, since high school. It scares the living daylights out of me, but knowing that I’m not alone in this makes me feel that I’m not way over my head.

I get off the taxi I took from the bus stop and walk into the hotel I’ll be spending the next two nights in. Tomorrow will be my first day at work, and it also happens to be the last day before the tour officially kicks off. The day after tomorrow will be the Sea City concert, and then we’ll be on the road.

I go through check-in and then go up to my room, thoughts of Ben already filling my head–no surprise, really, since the guy has pretty much set up camp in my head.

It’s just that at this moment, it’s really hitting home that I’m going to see him soon. Soon as in about an hour’s time. That’s when he’ll b