Stories will be told, from when our children are young until they're old...

Lavender stood nervously backstage with a few other girls, waiting for the band to come back.
"So, she like said he'd totally love me in this outfit, and I was all like, right, Taylor Hanson would love me in anything!" A tall girl with thick red hair and an even thicker Scottish accent babbled to her friend. Lavender turned to her.
"You flew all the way from Scotland to see Hanson?"
The girl grinned and nodded, then turned to look elsewhere and let out a shrill scream. Lavender whirled around in time to see Isaac, Taylor, and Zachary Hanson step back at bit at the girl's outburst. They stopped at the group of girls, each taking a few to talk to. Lavender stayed quiet until everyone else was either screaming or crying hysterically. Zac spotted her and smiled, taking her notebook to give an autograph.
"What's your name?"
"Lavender," she answered shyly. He grinned and scrawled something on the page she'd opened it to. He handed it to Taylor, who signed it wordlessly, handed it to Isaac, and went to see his girlfriend. Isaac scribbled something, shook her hand, and walked away. Zac grinned at her again, shook her hand, and was off. Lavender didn't hesitate to turn around and walk to the parking lot. Didn't feel any different. No hidden phone numbers, no gaga eyes from any of them. Her friend Lauren was waiting in her car, at the far end of the parking lot.
"'Dja see 'em?"
Lavender sighed.
"Autographs. All very nice."
Lauren shrugged and started the car.

Lavender crawled into bed in the dark, gazing at a poster of Zac on her wall. Her head was still full of music, but she didn't feel any different. Stories floated through her mind.
"I guess Stories won't be told," she mused in the darkness.

Didn't like that? I'm sorry. I was just getting really frustrated with all those bizarre stories where girls meet them backstage and fall madly in love and get married, blah blah blah. I just wanted to make a point of the reality of the situation. Though I still think Hanson Goes Apeshit is the best version of meeting them backstage I've ever read in my life.

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