It’s 5 :30 when I pull up to Center Stage. It’s March 18 by the way, and Travi$ Scott & Young Thug have brought The Rodeo Tour to Atlanta. Being the huge Travis fan that I am, I bought a VIP Meet & Greet Package, so it’s also my first time meeting an artist that I regularly listen to. About 2 days before the concert, I received an email to be at Center Stage no later than 5:30 for the Meet & Greet. Since the time was so early, I was definitely under the impression that we would have a lot of time to converse with Travis. Fast forward to Wednesday, and it is well past 5:30. Being a bored teenager, I gravitate to my phone as a way to pass time, but I can’t really enjoy using my phone because I have to worry about saving my battery for post-concert ride calls (perks of being 17 without a car). Regardless, once I take a selfie (a very ugly one at that), I start to hear event officials telling VIPs to have their ticket and ID ready. It’s 6:30, and we’re finally going in.
I get checked in, and I get my VIP laminate (which proudly hangs from the ceiling of my room). I’m patted down, and it’s kind of weird because it’s my first time, but to be honest I didn’t even care because I was about to meet Travis. I walk up the stairs and the line is already formed. I don’t ask any questions; I just take my spot in line. As I’m getting closer the line seems to get faster. And I’m not gonna lie- I kind of start to lose my mind. Then it dawned on me: I still didn’t have a pose. I was moments away from taking a picture with my favorite new(ish) artist, and I didn’t have a pose. After days of consulting with my girl and my friends, I had yet to come up with anything, and this environment was not a great place to come up with. So there’s one person in front of my, and he and Travis dap up, say “watsup,” and even throw