It all with a Phone Call ((--Part One--))

It started with a phone call. Wired 96.5 were giving away tickets to meet and greet with the Jonas Brothers. I wasn’t excited; it was an accident. The truth was that I was trying to get Lil’ Wayne tickets. Wrong Station. On the other hand, Ashley was excited. This was her FAVORITE band. 1

“OMG, why aren’t you excited?! I cannot believe you!” She yelled at me over the phone as soon as I told her the ‘good news’. 2

“I don’t know, but don’t go all psycho on me, it’s tomorrow, I want you to come with me.” I said apathetically. 3

“Are you serious!? I’m definitely coming with you!” she yelled even louder. I held the phone away from my ear. I could hear her mom in the background, “Ugh, T. I have to go. My mom’s spazzing again.”4

“Kay, I’ll call you tomorrow.” I hung up the phone. I flopped down onto my bed. Home alone. My parents were on an anniversary trip to Italy for the rest of the summer. They were married in winter! My dog, Dizzy, leapt onto my bed and licked my arm that was hanging off the edge of the bed, I smiled and rubbed her tiny head. I sighed as I sat up. ‘I should pick an outfit for tomorrow’ I thought. I went to my closet, and looked through the jeans section. I picked purple skinny jeans, a black-slash-gray plaid button down, black and white converse, and if it was chilly, I would wear a red and black plaid hoodie. 5

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The next morning, well not morning, I woke up at two in the afternoon. I took a shower and washed my hair. I went downstairs and ate a pop-tart, and fed Dizzy. I sat on the couch with a pop-tart and a glass of milk. I turned on the T.V; it was on the usual Soap channel. They were playing re-runs of One Tree Hill yay! 7

Today was the day; I’m meeting the Jonas Brothers! Just because they’re famous, doesn’t mean I have to be excited does it? ‘Cause if you push over the fact that they are super famous abnormal hotties that can get just about any girl in the world don’t mean they’re not normal teenagers/adults like me, right? 8

Later at six, I called Ashley.9

“Hello?” She answered. 10

“Yo, it’s me,” I replied.11

“Oh, hey!”12

“Come over in like forty-five minutes, I’m scheduled to meet them at seven. “I informed her. 13

“Kay.” She squealed, “I still can’t believe we’re gonna meet them!” 14

“Yah, whatever, see yah then.” I hung up the phone, not wanting to hear her yelling in my ear again. I really hope she doesn’t go stalker-fan girlish on me at crunch time. I got dressed in the planned outfit, and five minutes later Ashley knocked on my door. 15

I opened it, there stood Ashley. Dressed in a blue halter dress that came to her butt, and black leggings that stopped at her knees. 16

“Over dresses much?” I laughed. 17

“No I’m not, you just totally under dressed.” She shot back. I rolled my eyes and shut the door after she came in. 18