As soon as I walked into the mall that was holding the concert/acoustic set, I knew shit was going to be bad. I was over four hours early, and there were already a few dozen girls there, all wearing booty shorts, and tank tops, and I was pretty positive my friend and I were the oldest girls there, at 22 years of age.
Things were fine as I was meeting all my internet Emblems from around the state, sipping on my nasty Starbucks near the back of the group of about thirty girls. My Twitter Emblems were in a group in the front, and about two hours before the show, I thought it would be a good idea to go up there to my friends, seeing how it was already getting crazy. There were about eight or so of them in the front, saving spots for me and my two friends, whom are both tiny as fuck. We were making our way to the front, TWO HOURS BEFORE THE FUCKING SHOW MIND YOU, and we were planning to crowd around my other friend who has a child to guard him from the shoving fangirls. Fellow 'fans' wouldn't even let us walk around them, talking about how we should have gotten there earlier.
Listen here, buddy, we clearly have friends up front, who have gathered around to spread some love, and inspiration, and all we want to do is share this beautiful experience with fellow Emblems. When we were about a foot away from my fellow Emblems, every damn girl in the barricades stood up. Over 200 girls thought it was a good idea to stand up TWO HOURS BEFORE THE SHOW. My friend and I were wearing like three and a half inch wedges as well. We were crammed in this space like sardines, and people were shoving, and my friend with the child and her sister and the group of friends whom I was supposed to scream the lyrics to Sunset Blvd with, were already screaming telling people to stop pushing.
The barricades were the metal ones, with the vertical bars too. I don't know about you, but I wouldn't want to be pushed up against that shit. People were shoving so much that the organizers of the set actually came out and told us to take about seven steps back.
While the radio people entertained us for over an hour, as we waited for the boys to come out, it was pretty stellar. Bender, the DJ started taking stuff from fans to give to the boys, and he assured me that my letter that I had written for Drew would get to him, which I actually do not believe. I should have kept it and gave it to Drew's mom. She was like twenty feet from me for like a half hour, and I may have followed her into the bathroom. Don't judge me.
Anyway, as soon as the boys made their appearance the screams were deafening and the shoving increased. One of my friends is about 5'0 and 100 pounds, and I was literally scared for her, so I put her in front of me, and she slowly migrated away. I looked to my right while taking pictures of Drew, and she was no longer there.
When Drew came out, he looked like hell, like he had been crying, and may have been high, he couldn't keep his eyes open. After the first song of mash ups, which included Reason, and Can't Hold Us and something else maybe, Jackie and Bender, the radio peeps, starting taking questions. Jackie and Bender used to be married, and they have kids, and Jackie being the mother that she is, was feeling Drew's face and was overly concerned for him. Bender asked Drew how he felt, and he said he felt like shit. Jackie told us to shut up because Drew was sick as hell, and Bender told me later that they had to cancel their Portland show because Drew was that sick. Someone else told me Drew was in the hospital in Portland until the AM.
Even after Jackie told everyone to shut up, and Drew looked like he would throw up at any damn moment, girls were still screaming whenever they opened their mouth. I'm a hardcore Drew girl, like he is my reason for breathing, okay. He was literally PLUGGING HIS EARS AND WINCING IN PAIN AT THE GIRLS SCREAMING. No one seemed to give a shit, and he did his set, and all that fun stuff. The only reason he powered through it is because it was the first show in their home state since they were on XFactor.
The set was over, and this is when I was ready to fucking kill people. They ALL RAN TOWARD THE EMPLOYEES ONLY DOOR, AND I WAS TRAMPLED. I couldn't believe they were that insane. They charged, regardless of others safety. They could have mowed down a child, or slipped on the floor littered with trash. I was just like okay, whatever, and Mike, their guitarist, was chilling on stage, and I was watching him for a while, waiting to ask Bender if I could get my letter back because I planned to find Drew and give it to him myself.
My friend and I heard the echoing of screams and all the girls ran over to this empty store front, the boys were doing meet and greets in. They were crowded around, and there were mall security and THREE FUCKING COPS OUTSIDE THE GODDAMN DOOR WITH A BARRICADE AND A BIKE IN FRONT OF THE BARRICADE. I was like cool whatever.
My friend and I got into a photo booth directly across from the store front, and waiting around. Kristy, Drew's mom, and Laraine went in and out of the store, and no one did anything. I was like your idols came out of their vaginas, uhm, why aren't you rushing them, oh right you have no idea who they are.
I went outside around the other side of the building thinking I should find their tour bus, because stalking is totally fine. We turned the corner and all the girls were outside waiting for them to come out. Girls were talking about Jack, and how they wanted to see him, and this random mint green Chevy Blazer appeared, and girls were screaming and I was like uhm, it's their friend what the fuck. My friend and I were hanging out by the other half of the barricades where the car was planned to exit by. The police officers were nice, they could tell we were sane and not crazy. We listened to them when they told us to step behind one of the cones. We were like no problem.
One of the officers was talking to another one asking why the hell he was there, and this one with a bunch of tribal tattoos I had been checking out, was like it's some band, I don't even know who they are, they're called Emblem3, it's like the BACKSTREET BOYS OR SOME SHIT.
That moment it hit me, the boys had become what they never wanted to be. A few seconds later, screaming erupted and the boys were climbing into the mint green Chevy Blazer, and I don't know who was driving, I don't think it was Jack, but he was with them. I was standing behind these lovely cones, like yep, cool beans, I'll get to make eye contact with Drew because he was on the side that was going to drive by me.
ALL THE GIRLS RUSHED THE CAR. THEY LEGIT MOTHERFUCKING CLIMBED ONTO THE CAR, AND WERE RUNNING NEXT TO THE CAR, I WAS IN MY FLATS BY THEN BUT MY FRIEND WAS BEING SPUN AROUND AND SHOVED TOWARD THE CAR AND SHE GOT SUCKED INTO THE WAVE OF GIRLS.
THEY FUCKING RUSHED THE MOTHER FUCKING FUCKING CAR. LIKE A BUNCH OF GIRLS THOUGHT IT WAS A GREAT IDEA TO RUSH A LARGE MOVING VEHICLE WITH A 20 YEAR OLD BOY AT THE WHEEL WHO IS NOT USED TO MOBS AT ALL. THE GIRLS LITERALLY CAUSED A TRAFFIC JAM IN THE MALL PARKING LOT BECAUSE THEY WOULDN'T GET OUT OF THE FUCKING LANES FOR TRAFFIC TO MOVE THROUGH. COPS LEGIT STARTING PLACING THEIR HANDS ON THEM AND PUSHING THEM BACK TOWARD THE SIDEWALK.
AND THEN...AND FUCKING THEN ABOUT FOUR BODIES EMERGED FROM THE TOUR VAN AT THE STOP SIGN TO GET OUT OF THE FUCKING MALL AND GIRLS CHASED AFTER THEM FOR A FEW BLOCKS LIKE.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH TEENAGE GIRLS. ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS SEE MY FAVORITE BAND PLAY A FEW SONGS IN THEIR HOME STATE AND MEET THEM AND THEIR FRIENDS AND SEE HOW HAPPY THEY WERE WITH THEIR MOMMIES WITH THEM AND THEIR FRIENDS WHO DON'T WANT TO JUST BE THEIR FRIENDS BECAUSE OF WHO THEY HAVE BECOME.
ALL I WANTED TO DO WAS LISTEN TO WESLEY HIT THE FUCKING NOTES IN SUNSET BLVD AND LISTEN TO DREW RAP AND WATCH KEATON PLAY THE BASS AWKWARDLY IN HIS SWEATER BECAUSE BITCHES LOVE SWEATERS BUT I COULDN'T EVEN FUCKING DO THAT. I BARELY HEARD ANY OF THEIR SET BECAUSE OF THE SCREAMING, THE ONLY THING I DID THE ENTIRE TIME THEY WERE ON WAS TAKE PICTURES OF DREW. THERE WAS NO POINT IN TRYING TO RECORD THEM SINGING, SEEING HOW IT WOULD ALL BE SCREAMING.
I THOUGHT IT WAS GOING TO BE A LOVELY EXPERIENCE AND I WAS GOING TO MEET MY TWITTER BUDDIES AND TAKE PICTURES AND SING ALONG LIKE IDIOTS, WITH GOOFY GRINS AND HOPE ONE OF THEM SANG TO ONE OF US.
THEY DIDN'T EVEN GET OFF THEIR STOOLS THE ENTIRE FUCKING SET, AND THE BARRICADES WERE OVER FOUR FEET FROM THE STAGE.
PEOPLE WERE RUDE AND DISRESPECTFUL TO EVERYONE INCLUDING THE BOYS. THEY WERE THROWING THINGS ONTO THE STAGE THAT COULD HURT THEM, AND DREW WAS GETTING FRUSTRATED AS HELL. ALL HE WANTED TO DO WAS SIT THERE AND PLAY HIS MOTHERFUCKING GUITAR, RAP A LITTLE AND VIBE. I'M PRETTY SURE HE WAS RAPPING A VERSE FROM RIPTIDE AND HE WAS SO INTO IT, AND HE OPENED HIS EYES AND IT WAS JUST GIRLS SCREAMING AND HE TURNED TO WESLEY, POUTED HIS LIPS AND JUST FUCKING STOPPED RAPPING. HE STOPPED RAPPING IN THE MIDDLE OF A SHOW BECAUSE OF FANGIRLS.
MY FRIENDS AROUND ME WERE CHILL, ONE OF THEM DIDN'T EVEN REALLY LIKE EMBLEM3, SHE JUST WENT TO GO WITH MY OTHER FRIEND TO SEE T.MILLS LATER THAT NIGHT, WHICH I ALSO WENT TO AND PROCEEDED TO GET DRUNK TO FORGOT THE HORROR THAT IS FANGIRLS.
I SERIOUSLY HAD TO DRINK ALCOHOL TO FEEL BETTER ABOUT MY EXPERIENCE WITH THE BOYS. IT WAS TERRIBLE, AND SCARY AND THE MORE I THINK ABOUT IT THE MORE I WANT TO CRY BECAUSE THIS ISN'T WHAT THEY WANTED. THE FANGIRLS DIDN'T EVEN APPRECIATE THEIR MUSIC. IF YOU APPRECIATED THEIR MUSIC YOU WOULDN'T FUCKING BE FUCKING SCREAMING THE ENTIRE FUCKING TIME. I THOUGHT YOU KNOW, I WOULD TOTES VIBE, CLOSE MY EYES, ROLL TO THE RHYTHMS OF SUNSET BLVD, AND REASON AND POSSIBLY JAIDEN, BUT ALL I FUCKING HEARD WAS SCREAMING.
I AM NEVER GOING TO ANOTHER EMBLEM3 SHOW AGAIN. I DON'T EVEN FUCKING CARE IF IT MAKES ME A BAD FAN BECAUSE I'M NOT A BAD FAN. FANGIRLS ARE BAD FUCKING FANS. YOU DEDICATE ALL THIS TIME TO THEM VIA THE INTERNET AND WHEN YOU SEE THEM ALL YOU FUCKING ARE IS DISRESPECTFUL LITTLE BITCHES WHO ACT IN SUCH A WAY THAT WOULD BE EMBARRASSING FOR YOUR PARENTS TO WITNESS.
IT'S ABOUT THE GODDAMN MUSIC YOU STUPID FUCKING CHILDREN. IF YOU THINK THEY ARE ATTRACTIVE, FUCKING I DON'T GIVE A SHIT DON'T COME TO THEIR SHOWS FOR ALL THE WRONG REASONS AND RUIN IT FOR THE FANS WHO ARE THERE FOR THE MESSAGE FOR THE BASS, FOR THE DRUMS, FOR THE LYRICS, FOR THE NOTES, FOR THEIR MUSIC TO TOUCH THEIR SOUL. LIKE.
I SAW FUCKING T.MILLS AND THREE OTHER BANDS TONIGHT, AND THERE WERE A HELL OF A LOT MORE PEOPLE AND THEY WERE WAY MORE RESPECTFUL TO THE MUSIC THAN THE CHILDREN AT THE EMBLEM3 SHOW WERE. PEOPLE HAVE FUCKING T.MILLS SIGN THEIR FUCKING TITS, AND THEY ALL WANT TO FUCK HIM ALL NIGHT LONG AND HAVE NO IDEA WHY THIS SKINNY FUCKING KID WITH THE DUMBEST TATTOOS AND THE MOST DISRESPECTFUL RHYMES TURNS THEM ON AND GUESS WHAT THEY ARE SO RESPECTFUL TO HIM IT IS AMAZING. I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY GIRLS THINK IT IS OKAY TO BEHAVE LIKE ANIMALS BECAUSE IT IS NOT.
I COULD GO ON AND ON FOREVER ABOUT THIS BULLSHIT THAT HAPPENED TODAY INVOLVING STUPID MOTHERFUCKING UNDERAGE FANGIRLS. I HOPE TO GOD EMBLEM3 DROP THE ALBUM AND DISAPPEAR FOR TWO YEARS AND COME BACK WITH DEEP MUSIC AND MEANING LIKE HANSON DID AND THE FANS THAT WERE THERE FOR ALL THE RIGHT REASONS FOLLOW THEM INTO THE DARK. I WANTED TO PUNCH PEOPLE TODAY, AND YELL AT THEM, AND TRIP THEM AND PUSH THEM IN FRONT OF A BUS. IT WAS THAT BAD. I CANNOT GRASP WHY ON EARTH GIRLS WOULD ACT LIKE THAT. I WAS NEVER LIKE THAT WHEN I WAS YOUNGER.
The boys are becoming the next boy band, they are being seen as another One Direction. So many girls around me were on their twitters, and they were ONE DIRECTION FAN ACCOUNTS. BITCH NO I DON'T WANT YOU AND ALL YOUR DRAMA AND LARRY SHIPPING IN MY FACE GET THE FUCK OUT.
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