I sat on the computer. I was one click away from purchasing meet and greet tickets to the band Joe was in. 
                              I scanned the order one last time, took a deep breath, and clicked purchase. 
                              I leaned back in the chair and closed my eyes. I let out a long breath and felt nervous. 
                              The meet and greet was in one week.
                              **day of meet and greet***
                              As I drove through the parking lot of the concert, my heart beat a mile a minute. 
                              What if he doesn't remember me. What if he just thinks I'm a crazy fan with a fake note. What if he does remember me but is mad at me.
                              Thousands of negative thoughts filled my brain.
                              I got out of the car and saw hundreds of teenage girls wearing fall out boy shirts, jumping up and down in excitement. 
                              There was a line before we could show our tickets.
                              Finally, I got to the ticket lady.
                              "One ticket for meet and greet?" She asked, as she scanned my ticket.
                              "Yes." I said. My hands began to shake.
                              "Okay, follow this young man and he will take you to the band." She said.
                              I followed him behind a locked gate, through some merchandize desks and finally I saw the line of people waiting to meet the band. 
                              After about 20 minutes of waiting, I finally got a glimpse of them sitting at a desk. I gulped, sweat began to drip from my forehead. I wiped the sweat and my mouth got dry. I thought I was going into some sort of seizure but I guess it was just my nerves.
                              Joe was the last one at the table, so there was no way he could see me until I was standing in front of him.
                              Finally, it was my turn. 
                              I politely smiled at patrick, Pete and Andy and got signatures. But then I stood three steps away from Joe. 
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                              "Joe." I said nervously. His face went paler than it already was. His eyes got big. And his jaw dropped.
                              "M-mary." His voice quivered. 
                              I pulled the note out of my back pocket.
                              "I knew I could find you here." I wanted to smile so bad. I was happy he remembered me. But I played it cool.
                              "W-what are you doing?-how are you?" He stood up, smiling. Andy looked at us confused.
                              "Great." I smiled, at loss of words.
                              "Listen, I have a ton of people waiting but you can come with us back stage for the show and after its over we can talk." He said. "We go on soon." 
                              "Okay awesome." I smiled.
                              It was so great seeing Joe again. He leaned in and gave me a hug.
                              "I can't believe this is happening." He smiled.
                              I couldnt believe it either. Because last time I was backstage at a fall out boy concert it was in my dreams.
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Joe trohman
FanfictionMary, newly-hired teenager at the CD store meets Joe trohman, a teenager who also works at the cd shop. Mary falls in love with Joe's charming self.
 
                                               
                                                  