Wrong Door, chapter 1

Maria's p.o.v.

My name is Maria. I'm 18 years old and I have natural black hair and chocolate brown eyes. I'm an outgoing person and a Green Day fan.

It's my first Green Day concert ever! Oh no... last song!

"Come on Maria, let's go!" It was my best friend Liz she was very tried and wanted to go home.

"I can't! I have to go to the bathroom." I really had to. I was waiting since the third song.

"And how do you think you are going to find a bathroom here? It's impossible!"

"No it isn't, follow me!"

"Maria, noooo."

The place was full of sweaty people but somehow, we managed to get out of there. We walked for 10 minutes when suddenly I saw something.

"Look Liz, that thing over there looks like a bathroom, let's go!"

When we finally got there, a really big guy stopped us. "Security! You cannot get in there!"

"But... but... I *have* to go to the bathroom."

"I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do... "

"Oh, so... do you want me to do it here, right in front of you?" I didn't understand why that guy didn't want us to get in.

"No, but... "

"Pleeeeease!" I was making the puppy eyes!

"Ok, but don't take too long! It's a white door."

"Ok, thanks! Come on Liz!"

"I...I don't think I should... "

"Ok then, wait here for me."

I walked in and started looking for the bathroom.

"Bathroom, bathroom... where are yoooouuu?" Everyone was looking at me like I wasn't supposed to be there.

White door... it must be it. It has to be it!

I opened the door and "Wow, I'm in here." it was a man's voice and it wasn't the bathroom!

"SHIT!"