"Can I have the entertainment section please?" I asked running down the stairs of my condo. "Here you go." My mom said handing me the piece of newspaper. "By the way, Tommy knocked on the door a little while ago." Mom said. Great, I don't understand why those stupid boys won't leave me alone. I've lived attached to them practically since I was 8. They don't understand that I don't want to play football anymore. I am a girl not a guy, it was ok a couple of years ago when I was like 10, but a 14 year old girl playing football with 15 year old guys who are like my brothers, is not good. "I don't wanna." I whined plopping down next to my mom on the couch in the small living room. "You better, you know Tommy and Jimmy, and the rest of the guys are going to make you." She said laughing, and picking up a a different section of the paper. I heard the front door open, Tommy peeked around the corner."Thanks for knocking." I said kinda annoyed, he knew I didn't mean it. "In my whole life, when have I ever knocked?" Tommy said staring at me. I've known him for my whole life, and I'm just now seeing how gorgeous he is, it's scary. "Come on Rachy." He said motioning to the back door, which had a huge hill that all the residents shared. "Don't you think I'm getting a little old for that name? And by the way, I'm not playing." I said crossing my arms in front of my chest. "Yes you are." Tommy said starting to move near me. He's gotten way taller then me in the past few years, he used to be so much shorter. "May I Cindy?" Tommy asked turning to my mother. "Mom, no I beg you please!" I said. "Be my guest Tommy." My mom said not looking up from her paper. "Nooo, leave me allloooone!" I yelled trying to get past him. "Yeah right, with one swoop he swept me off my feet and I was upside down on his shoulder. I knew I was defeated. "Your the big brother I never wanted, do you know that!" I yelled still upside down. He walked out on the back porch. "Save the paper for me mom!" I yelled through the screen. He finally set me down on the grass where all the guys were hanging out picking teams. "I hate you guys." I said lying down on the grass. "Yeah, sure you do." 200 pound Jimmy said. He was just a year older but he was way chubby I guess you could say, but he was a great friend to have. "Why can't you guys just let me alone? I'm 14 already, and I'm playing Tackle football with a bunch of 15 year olds, and a few 12 and 13 year olds. And by the way, I'm a girl if you can't tell." I said. "Yeah, we can tell." Eddie said bursting into giggles. He was the only one who was my age....not attractive, but my age. "Don't even go there you guys." I said. "Let's get this over with so I can leave. And Jimmy, I'm on your team, last time I was on the opposite team you almost broke my arm." I said getting up. Great football, just what I wanted to do.
*Tori*
I got up on May 3, 1997 wondering why was I getting up so damn early. It was 7:00 am. Not my usual time, considering I didn't even go to regular school. I laways have been homeschooled. Even back when I lived in Tulsa. Tulsa. Now there's some great memories. I had lived for only six years there, but I had met my two best friends there. True, I hadn't heard from either of them since then, but they were still my friends. They had been twins. We lived a few houses away from each other. Rachel, the girl, was the one I related to better than Jordan, the boy. But, still, we were all close. I had to move here to Paramus, NJ only eight years ago. It seems like a lot longer. I can still remember our goodbyes.......
"Tori, why do ya gotta go?," Rach said. "I don't know, " I said, beginning to cry already. "We'll miss ya, Tori," Jordan said. My mom pulled me away as Rach sobbed into her brother's shoulder. I was always going to miss this place. As the car pulled away, I noticed that even Jordan, who never usually cried, had tears streaming down his face. The three of us were being separated, for no reason that we could understand. I'll always remember the looks on their faces..............
I shook myself out of my memories. It was no good thinking about that now. Those days were over. I was probably never going to see Rach or Jordan again. I went downstars. I grabbed the newspaper, and turned to the entertainment section. In four days, a new band was preforming at Paramus Mall. Hanson. From Tulsa, Oklahoma. I looked closely at their faces. The middle one with shoulder-length blonde hair looked the most familiar of all three o them. I dropped the newspaper in realization that the middle was one Jordan, my friend from Tulsa. I decided immediately to go. If Jordan, or Taylor which is what the newspaper said, was there, Rach most likely was there. Taylor. From what I remembered, that was his middle name. As I looked at his face once more, all my memories of Tulsa and the two of them came flooding back.
*Rachel*
Finally I was in the house, we played for a couple of hours until I got really mad and left, that gosh I can run. I was relaxing in my exceptionally small room, in Ramsey New Jersey. Paper time. The newspaper was always cool in New Jersey, because you get the split of New York and New Jersey in one! Cool, there was going to be a concert at Paramus Park. I shopped at that mall all the time, I had to return that stupid blouse I got for my birthday anyway. I might as well go. I looked at the picture of the band. They were 3 blonde boys from what I could tell. I had a strong feeling rush over me, and my mind was corrupted with weird thought. "You're going nuts Rachel." I said to myself out loud. I heard the phone ring. "Rachel, it's for you." My mom called up the stairs. Good. "Hello." I said into the earpierce. "I heard the breathing, and knew who it was on the phone immediately. "I'm not playing Man Hunt with you Tommy." I said hanging up the phone. i left the phone off the hook, so he couldn't call anymore. Just a few more days till that concert at least. I don't think I should tell mom about the concert, she freaks out if I'm not with one of the guys and I am definitely not going with them, so maybe I should just keep this piece of paper for a while. *Tori*
The day of the concert. It was here. In a few short minutes, I might be reunited with my best friends. I was a little aprehensive. What if they didn't remember me? I had a few things that could prove that I knew them. Like a few pics of us growing up in Tulsa. Still, I knew that if they didn't remember me, I'd be crushed/. I went to the section of the mall where Jordan, Clarke, and Zac would be playing. The newspaper had said their names were Taylor and Isaac, but I couldn't see myself calling them that. It was funny that the newspaper hadn't mentioned Rachel. I was standing right in front of the stage. I figured that if he was going to see me, this was the only way. I was lucky to even get that seat. Girls were jumping up and screaming their names. I almost laughed. This was ridiculous. Finally, they came out on stage. I was overwhelmed at once at how much he had changed. They gave a quick glance at the crowd. When Taylor's eyes fell on me, he stumbled as if somewhat surprised. He quickly recovered, and flashed the crowd a smile. Then they started. I was very surprised at how talented they all were. After it ended, I scanned the backstage for Rach. There was no sight of her. I looked through the rest of the crowd. It was getting hard to move in there. I had lost sight of the guys, and it looked like they were being attacked. I saw a glimpse of a girl with long blonde hari through that crowd. I knew instantly who it was. I called out," Rachel!" The girl looked back and saw me. Before she could answer me, I was shoved from behind. I tried to keep myself on my feet, but before I knew it, I was on the ground. I was being stepped on nutty girls trying to get to the guys. All of sudden, I recieved a kick to the head, and my sight disapeared.