All of Josh Batton’s fans were wearing hairbands and holding glowing boards with his name on them, making them a sea of bright stars as far as the eye could see.
There were up to 100,000 people gathered in the huge stadium.
It was a grand sight to behold.
In the center section closest to the stage, Annabeth Cates, Xyla Quest, Stanley Batton, Sophie Kenwick, Wilson Batton, Sharon Lindt, Henry Armstrong, Georgie Clementine, Rachel Wood, Sebastian Brenand, and Gary Lakes were all gathered there.
The VIP seats were the best in the venue, but they were not open to outsiders. The people who occupied these seats were bound to be at the center of attention, surrounded by admiring looks.
An upbeat song began to play.
Josh, attired in a casual white ripped T-shirt, black pants with black Martin boots, soon appeared at the center of the stage on an elevated platform.
The fast tune and dancing instantly hyped up the crowd.
His hair was wavy with silver highlights on some strands. He had the classic idol’s smoky makeup look.
He looked like a star.
The way he danced was very appealing, emitting great levels of testosterone where a simple lift of his hand could cause the crowd to go wild.
The sounds of clapping and cheering almost drowned out everything else.
“Josh is so handsome. Ahh, I can’t take it anymore. Josh, look at me!”
“Josh, why are you so d*mn attractive? I’m about to die.”
“Josh, I love you! I’ll only love you in this lifetime.”
“Sisters, what do I do? I’m suffocating. I’m honestly suffocating. I’m so jealous of Annabeth.”
“Josh, look at me! Josh, I love you!”
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