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Reunion~Ryan Ross

Y/N
I haven't seen my brother and his friends since they ditched me in senior year. I have a twin brother- his name is Dallon. His friends are Brendon, Spencer, and Ryan. One of those three was my boyfriend until they -cough- Ryan -cough- broke it off right before they left. Keep in mind that I didn't know they were leaving at all whatsoever. I'm glad they followed their dream, but I haven't heard from them since then.

That was six years ago. I'm being a stalker, as per usual, and stalking my brother's band. Seems they have a concert in my town next month. . . maybe this is my chance. Do I take it or leave it?

Eh fuck it. I'm taking it.

~time skip brought to you by Brendon's forehead~

I went over my mental checklist.

Tickets? Check.
VIP passes? Check.
Major anxiety? Check.

I sighed and closed the door of the car. Here we go... I guess.

~time skip to the actual concert~

I got through security and went to where I was supposed to be. . . in between literally thousands of people. A few people bumped into me and said sorry but as far as conversation went, I had no one. And I'm ok with that.

Pretty soon, they came running across the stage, grabbing their instruments and going to the mic. A tall guy with brown hair and brown eyes grabbed a black and white bass. "Hey what's up, I'm Dallon," he smiled and I felt my stomach sink anxiously when he looked dead at me. He seemed to know me but shrugged it off, wandering around the stage.

Another guy with brown hair, brown eyes, and a big ass forehead came running across the stage to the mic. "Yo wassup it's Brendon, but uh.." he laughed and shook his head, "You creeps probably already know our names. Right Spencer?" He moved so we could we Spencer at the drum set who just waved. Then came Ryan. After six years, he still hasn't changed. He grabbed one of the guitars and said, "Sup, I'm Ryan."

After the cringey and awkward introductions were over, they started the show. I just jumped around and sang the words to the songs I knew. But mostly, I was watching my friends, the four idiots I grew up with. I guess friendships really don't last.

~after the show~

I went outside and jumped into the long line to meet them before it got any longer. True, I already know them but I want to see their reactions when they see me here. No calls, no Skype, no emails, nothing and I unexpectedly turn up. . . this should be interesting.

After an hour or so, I could actually see the boys. I felt my heart pounding out of nervousness and I bit my lip. Finally, I stepped up to the table and was immediately greeted by Brendon.

"Hi!" He exclaimed happily, as he had the last four people. He looked up at me with a huge smile and a bit of confusion. "Hi, Brendon, um. . . could you sign the poster or whatever?" I asked, feeling stupid for doing this.

He nodded, taking the poster from my hands and clicking his pen. "What's your name?" He asked, already writing stuff down. "Y/N," I muttered and he continued writing with a smile until the smile slowly faltered and he stopped writing. He looked up at me and took off his sunglasses, "Y/N? Y/N as in, Dallon's twin sister Y/N?" I nodded, "That's me but I wanna surprise the others. Nice seeing ya again, Bren." He nodded and said, "Yeah. . . you too."

I stepped up to Spencer next, handing him the same poster. "Who do I make this out to?" He asked absently and started signing his name. "Y/N," I muttered, smirking when he looked up immediately. "Holy shit," he muttered, "Its you!" He exclaimed and I shushed him. "I'm surprising the others, hush," I hissed playfully. He laughed and nodded, saying, "Ok. Stay after this is over, will ya?" I shrugged, "We'll see."