I remember my first concert.
I was fourteen, wore too much black eyeliner, and thought I was cool for wearing lots of bracelets and hanging out with Jack McCamy.
I wanted to ask JP but that would make me “uncool” if I liked him. Therefore, I invited Jack to Three Days Grace.
I knew Jack liked me and he had what I didn’t and what JP wanted: alcohol.
We snuck in our big styrofoam McDonald’s cups with sweat tea still dried to the lid and filled them with the mini bottles of jaeger that Jack had me stash in my bra and boots.
We got there and headed straight for the standing area in front of the stage. It smells like sweat and the lingering scent of pot. I feel so cool….
I knew they were coming but we were the first ones there. We stood and Jack flirted while we waited for the opening band to come out.
Before I knew it, JP and Jace were standing behind us. JP had that over confident look on his face. He was already drunk….
We danced and sang along while JP pretended not to like me too because then he wouldn’t be cool anymore. But he watched me the entire concert, brushing shoulders with me any chance he could.
I didn’t know if it was because he wanted my McDonald’s cup or maybe it was an accident?
It was time to head home. JP left without saying goodbye because he’s too cool.
Jack drove us home in his silver F150. I realized I had ignored the person I came with.
I kissed Jack on the cheek bye.
“Thank you for a fun night. I’m glad you came”
“Yeah, sorry JP is a dick. You’re too good for him”
For a minute I thought “Hey. Maybe I should go out with Jack. I mean, he’s my neighbor, good looking, and totally into me right?”
Before I could finish my thought his lips crashed into mine, pressing my head against the leather head rest of the car, pulling my hair tight against my back. My arm was trapped under his as he leaned across the console, pinching my skin.
As I tried to pull away from enough awkwardness to last a century, he got a bloody nose.
“Um, I have to go.”
He then leaned over and opened the door for me upon which I immediately jumped out, clutching my purse.
He slammed the door before I could say, “uhh, okay, bye”