+chapter.one+
Jenn giggled as she typed in some of her usual stupid comments and waited for Libby’s reply.
Suddenly, a light bulb went on in Jennifer’s mind.
“Duuude! Mon, I forgot to tell youuu, I’m comin’ down to Tulsa,” Jenn typed, watching the screen for Libby’s reply.
“Nooo way. Are you foreal? That’s awesome!” Libby replied.
“Yeap. Thaaat and you know that Hanson concert you were tellin’ me about?”
“Yeh…” Libby replied. She was going to the Tulsa concert…the last of the concerts the boys had planned to put on for awhile. Libby was going too. She had pretty good tickets too.
“Wellll, guess who else is going… =)” Jennifer typed. She was going to the same concert; not to mention had gotten a pair of backstage passes from some contest. Jenn was obviously going to take one, but didn’t know who to give the other to.
“Uh…let’s seee…Ike? No, wait…he’s performing…uhm…you maybe? =)”
“Duuuhh =)”
“Whoaaa awesome! I’ve got pretty good seats. Like, twentieth row, floor.”
“I’ve got fifteenth row, floor…backstage pass too.”
“Aww! No fair!” Libby typed.
‘Little does she know,’ Jenn thought with a small smile and started to type again. “Hey…I have like, an extra pass. You wanna meet me there and we could meet ‘em together? Just like we’re always saying?”
Jenn smiled and waited for the reply. Finally, her and Libby would meet. After months upon months of talking, sharing jokes and secrets they just might actually meet.
“Really?”
“Yea! Really! -grins-” Libby pointed an arrow to her name with “freaking out” after it. Jenn smiled. “I’ll take that as a yea?”
“Noo…take it as a HELL yea!”
Jenn smiled. “Awesome. This is gonna be so awesome.”
The two friends continued in their usual chatter once the subject of the Hanson concert had died down. More secrets were shared, more jokes told. No matter how stupid something was, they trusted each other with it. That’s what friends were for after all. They seriously upheld the meaning of friendship. The true meaning. It was the 90’s after all. No one would judge you for personality anymore. And those who would, you would hold onto for dear life because they were the people who you really wanted as friends. Those were the people that would know you and could relate whenever you needed a shoulder to cry on. Jennifer and Katie had that type of friendship.
A few weeks later…
Jennifer was in the backseat of her car, trying her hardest to keep herself occupied and keep her mind off Hanson. She had her disc man on and was listening to 98º while leafing through a Seventeen magazine. As “Heaven’s Missing an Angel” began to play, Jenn closed the magazine and put her head down on the seat in which she was laying on. She had been up since five-thirty that morning for a concert that was at two in the afternoon. After picking out her clothes about four times, she decided on a pair of her Old Navy jeans with the stripes down the side and her baggy Arizona hooded T-shirt. If nothing else, she would look like none of the other girls there. She wouldn’t be dubbed as one of the ‘sluts that haven’t heard of the invention of the bra’. It wasn’t like she would be jumping around either. She liked Hanson for their music. Zac’s cute looks were just one of the advantages.
Jennifer laid there, her head resting on her arms, listening to the song as she drifted in and out of sleep. The song began to fade, and not because it was over. Jenn was asleep within a few seconds and would most likely not awaken until she got to the concert hall.
Meanwhile…
Libby sat in her backseat, hyper as anything. She was finally going to a concert and was going to meet Hanson too. The whole thing was awesome. And as if that weren’t enough, she was going to finally meet Jenn, a person who was just known as a name on a screen for the longest time. She smiled and put on her headphones. She turned on her *N Sync CD and sat back, watching the scenery fly by her window. Things were most likely going to change after this. All kinds of things were going to change. Things such as her love of Hanson. Meeting them would determine what she truly thought of them. Were they as conceited and stuck up as some said? Or were they just the greatest as others described? There was only one way for her to be sure. And that way was going to happen in less than two hours.
