An Untitled Tale, chapter 1

She stood in the crowd, moving around with the face paced music. Everyone was excited about the ameteur band that was performing, and she could she why. They kicked ass.
She didn't care that she was getting other people's sweat on her. She didn't care that she couldn't hear herself think. She didn't care that she hadn't been to her house in three days. She didn't care that she hadn't been in school for a week. All she cared about was the music, and Gilman's. This was where she belonged and she could feel it. She was happy. This was home.