Dreams Come True

It was finally happening; I was meeting my idols.

            “Next,” the person said holding their hand out to get the ticket.

            Handing it over I was led to another line. This time though it had a band’s name that I could fangirl about all day to.

            Behind the dark purple door was, IM5.

            Groups were led through the door, groups exited silent and in awe.

            This was great.

            I was in the last group, but you save the best for last right?

            Five minutes later I was passing through the same dark purple door, led down a hallway, and then into a room with five boys: Cole, Dana, David, Gabe, and Will. IM5.

            Meeting gazes with all of them, I smiled wide.

            As people say: Dreams Come True.