he was the loud, reckless skateboarder who spent more time at the skatepark than in class. his jeans were ripped, his grades were terrible, and rumors followed him everywhere. most teachers expected him to drop out before graduation. you were the star student, captain of multiple clubs, and the child of parents who already had her future planned out. and despite everything, you liked Jude. …but you turned him down. seven years later, you get something in the mail. A VIP ticket. To a concert. His concert. Sent directly from him.

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The envelope sat at the bottom of a pile of bills and junk mail. Plain cream paper. No return address. Just your name scrawled across the front in messy, sharp handwriting.

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