This is a story I am begining online. I write stories about my friends and Backstreet Boys (I am always with AJ of course), But this time, It's going to be different. I will write more to the story at the end of the week. I must tell you, I promise this story will be G rated, seeing how I get "younger" viewers as well as "older" viewers. Please read along and come back in a week! Thanks!
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"Can I go now?" Brandi asked, trying to escape decipline. She was caught skipping 5th period at school, and was in the middle of a huge lecture.
"We'll tell you when you can go missy." Brandi's mother snapped. "We told you that skipping is wrong, and that it brings down your grades! We're tired of going through this over and over-"
"Then don't." Brandi said glaring at the wall, with her arms crossed.
"With this attitude young lady," Brandi's father started in, "You can't go to the Backstreet Boys' concert next weekend."
Brandi's face went pure white, and she couldn't breathe.
"Wha... Whaaatttt???" She stuttered, trying to make sense of the discipline that just killed her. "DAD! YOU DON'T MEAN THAT!?"
" Maybe this will teach you." Brandi's mom began once more. "We mean business Brandi, and this time, you WON'T get out of this."
With that they left the room, and Brandi threw herself on the couch.
They have to let me go, Brandi thought to herself. I works so hard to get those tickets, There is no way that they are cheeming me out of them.
Brandi grabbed the phone and called her friend Ali.
The phone rang about 3 times before anyone picked up.
"Hello?" the other line asked.
"Can I talk to Ali please?" Brandi asked in a rush, "It's an emergency!"
"Hold on." the other voice said, then someone picked up the phone.
"Hello?" she said.
"Ali!?" Brandi asked, in an upset tone.
"Yeah? What's wrong Brandi?" Ali asked worried.
"You are kidding." Ali said in non-belief, "You have to go, or I can't!"
"Well, I am just going to say that I am going to my grandpa's that night." Brandi said trying to be a little quieter. "There is no way that I am going to miss this concert. I haven't missed one yet, and I tend to keep it that way."
"Your going to lie? Again?" Ali said with a sigh.
"Yeah." Brandi said like it was no big deal. "It's easy, I come by your house in my neon, pick you up, then we head to the concert. Then we can crash at my grandpa's."
"What if we get caught?" Ali said with a sign of frustration.
"We won't." Brandi tried to assure her. "Besides, even if we do get caught, like it will matter. We'll already be gone by then."
"Okay." Ali laughed, "Let's do it."
"Alright!" Brandi yelled.
A week went by like never before. Brandi and Ali had gotten the plan all made out. They would go out to eat after the concert and then crash at Brandi's grandpa's house; Then head home the next day.
"Mom!" Brandi called from the stair well, "I am going to gramp's for the night! See you tommorrow!"
"Not so fast missy." Brandi's mom said to her. "Where is it?"
A puzzled look appeared on Brandi's face as she spoke.
"Where's what?" Brandi asked looking over herself.
"The ticket wise crack." Her mom said, putting her hands on her hips.
"I don't have it anymore. I sold it to Melissa, and her and Ali are going to it FOR me." Brandi said with a bitter face.
"Your telling me the truth, right?" Brandi's mom asked her.
"Yes, Why would I lie?" Brandi said, with a question mark on her face.
"I gotta go mom." Brandi said with some anxiety. "It's a long trip you know."
"Oh god, half an hour, Yes, real long." Brandi's mom laughed.
"You know me though mom, I like to take my time." Brandi said.
"Yeah, right." Brandi's mom said sarcastically again. "Get out of here, go. Tell grandpa I said hi."
"Okay." Brandi said walking out the front door.
She walked out to the drive way where her car was located.
"Hello my little neoning," Brandi cooed with a slight laugh. "How ish my baby!?"
"Cars don't talk you know." Brandi's neighbor, Jason said.
"Shut up." Brandi said to him. "I am runnin late; stalker..."
"I am not!" Jason laughed, "I live right across the street from you! How could I not notice you were talking to your CAR?"
Brandi was in the car by now and pulling out of the drive way.
She didn't even pay attention to what Jason was saying. She had her Backstreet Boy's Millennium CD in the CD player and was getting jiggy to it.
"...And that makes you larger than life!..." She sang along.