"Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, we're actually here!" Carmel Apple Cookie shrieked, practically vibrating in her seat. We'd just settled into our spots for the B.A.D.4 concert. She'd been hyping this boy band for weeks, and though I wasn't really into them, it was my first concert in a while, so I agreed.

The lights dimmed, then exploded onto the stage, revealing B.A.D.4. There was T.N.T, the main leader and vocalist, ZZ Skull, another vocalist, Mushy P, the rapper, and HellHound, the choreographer. Carmel Apple's screams were deafening, but even I had to admit, their music was… kinda catchy. I found myself tapping my foot to the beat.

Faster than I could process, the concert was over. "Follow me!" Carmel Apple yelled, practically dragging me out of the arena. My eyes widened when I saw a massive line. "A meet and greet? Seriously?" I muttered.

We shuffled along for what felt like forever. When it was finally our turn, Carmel Apple practically threw her shirt at T.N.T to get it signed, gushing about every song. I, on the other hand, just stood there awkwardly; I'm not exactly big on small talk.

Suddenly, a hand reached out to me. It was HellHound. He wasn't saying anything, just handing me a brightly colored flier. I took it, confused, and read the bold letters: "NEW BAND MEMBER NEEDED." I looked up, and HellHound gave me a quick, knowing wink before moving on to the next fan. My jaw almost dropped.

Later that night, back at our place, I pulled out the flier. "Carmel Apple, you won't believe this," I said, holding it out to her.

Her eyes scanned the paper, and her jaw dropped even further than mine had earlier. "NO WAY! 'New Band Member Needed'?! And HellHound gave it to YOU?!" She bounced on the balls of her feet, an ecstatic grin spreading across her face. "This is INSANE! Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh!" You were hesitant if you should go or not….