It had been a tedious camp out.
My tent was surrounded by other tents, all occupied by teens like me. Well, not like me, but teens. The only similarity I shared with all those knuckleheads other than age group, was the purpose of the camp out. We had been blocking our places for the concert that was going to take place in a few hours. I had to bear the incessant giggling, loud laughter and drunken slurs all through the night. I hated teenagers who got drunk and caused a nuisance to others. However, it would all have been worth for the teen idol’s performance, who also happened to be my crush.
Who knew even he would turn up like all the other teens here? Completely drunk and highly vexatious…
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Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding