Happy (early) birthday Ren! It took me a while to come up with a plot that wasn’t awful for this, because I wanted it to be a good one shot. There’s actually another one that I started, but I liked this one better and finished it first. Expect the other one sometime soon, however. :)
I hope you have an awesome birthday. <3
What You Need to Say
“Ican’tbelievewehavemeetandgreetpassesI’mgoingtohaveaheartattack!”
“Ashley, if you don’t stop jumping around, you’re going to run into someone.”
“Eeeeeek!”
“…You too, Mel.”
As much as she tried to keep her hyperactive friends from bowling anyone over, Ren could barely contain her excitement as well, resulting in anxious fidgeting. Standing in line amidst equally excited—but for the most part much younger—fellow fans was an electrifying feeling that left the three of them extremely jumpy and frenzied. That, and in about ten minutes, she would be meeting three of the most talented boys on the planet.
It was pure luck that she happened to win the passes, and even more luck that gave her four, when usually only pairs were offered. That would have left her in the awkward position of choosing favorites with friends. As it was, she was able to give the other pass to an adorable little girl who was standing outside with her mom, chattering away about how excited she was. That left Ren, Ashley, and Melissa, all united for the week in Virginia, something of a mid-way point between all of their home states. They had chosen the location more for the availability of good tickets to the concert, which was more of a miracle than anything else.
The passes came by way of a local radio station that was in a rather charitable mood to give away so many at once. Being the exact right caller was the real way to win, since the generic trivia question asked was something any even novice fan could answer correctly.
Caller fifteen.
Congratulations didn’t seem to sum it up well enough.
After stating the name of the band’s first album per the DJ’s question, a dumbfounded Ren gave her information and ended the phone call, thinking maybe she dreamt up what had just happened. It seemed just a little too good to be true.
But there they were, standing in line and waiting for their turn to go into the small room behind the stage and come face-to-face with the three guys they had spent countless AIM chats talking about, more often than not in a perverted way. Only the Jonas Brothers could get them so worked up in such a short period of time.
Take all of your wasted honor
Every little past frustration
The line inched forward and the three girls sucked in simultaneous and rather strangled breaths, walking forward the two feet that now separated them from the giggling group in front of them. They were the last in line, but none of them had a problem with that, so long as they got to see the guys.
Ashley was already planning out what she was going to say to the guys, particularly Nick. Mel was helping her tone down the proclamations of pedophilic love so as to not sic Big Rob on themselves. She herself was going through a Danga phase, and so with Ren as a Kevin girl, it worked out rather equally.
But Ren had absolutely no idea what she could say to the guys. Well, it was really one of the guys in particular that was giving her problems. She was usually quite eloquent and well-spoken, and when it was just on fan forums or AIM conversations, she could think of plenty she would love to tell the oldest Jonas. But now her brain was blanking horribly at the prospect of facing him for real.
Take all your so called problems
Better put 'em in quotations
Countless groups of giggling girls streamed out of the door next to where they were going in, clutching autographs and wearing huge smiles on their faces. They passed the rest of the people in line, and snippets of their exclamations could be heard. People still waiting would call out questions, asking what it was like. They all got the same, breathy squeaks of happiness in response.
As they moved ever closer, feelings of panic started to wash over Ren. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and she’d be darned if she wasted it.
Say what you need to say
“Twenty people to goooo,” Ashley chanted, doing a quick head count of the people in front of them. “I wonder if we’ll get extra time since we’re last,”
“That’d be awesome,” Mel sighed. “But I doubt it.”
“Well, there’s still awhile before the show starts. So you never know,” Ren pointed out.
Two more jittery girls went in, supervised by rather intimidating security guards, their arms folded as they surveyed the line. “Gahh, this is taking too long,” Mel said, fidgeting in place as they stepped forward more.
Ren moved up, standing up straight but wanting to sit down before she fell over. The nervousness was overwhelming, mostly in a good way, but still enough to knock a girl over. Uncertainty was swirling around in her mind as she searched for something good to say to a certain curly-haired guitar hero.
Walking like a one man army
Fighting with the shadows in your head
“I wanna get a picture with all of them so bad,” Ashley murmured, holding her camera by the strap. “That would complete my life even more than Ren winning these passes.”
Mel laughed. “Seriously. We’d never need a new profile picture for anything. So after you confess your illegal love to Nick, we’ll ask.”
Ren fought back a laugh. “I’m sure that’ll go over well, Ash.”
They were both so sure of their conversations, and that made Ren even more anxious. Their little group was sure to stand out, being more than a little quirky. She was glad for that. It was all they could hope for to make an impression, to be more than just another three girls at a meet-and-greet.
Living out the same old moment
Knowing you'd be better off instead
If you could only
Ren was so lost in her thoughts that she only realized how far the line had moved when Ashley accidentally bumped her shoulder during her jumping around in excitement. “Oops, sorry Renny.”
She looked up in shock. There were only four people left in front of them. Four people and just a few minutes separating them from the Jonas boys. The time that people were in the room was lengthening ever so slightly, according to Mel’s breathless observation. She was hyperventilating in place, while Ashley couldn’t stop moving around. Add that to a shocked-looking Ren, and they were quite a group. The security guards were watching them in amusement as they ushered in another two girls.
Say what you need to say
And then it was their turn. The two girls in front of them walked out, squealing over their cameras and signed CDs, and the guards beckoned them forward.
Completely awestruck, the three friends stepped into the room. The first thing they saw was Big Rob standing by the table, watching them enter. She heard Ashley’s tiny squeak of excitement, and Mel’s sharp intake of breath.
And then, between the heads of her two friends, she caught her first glimpse of Jonas.
Curls.
Dark Hair.
Big brown eyes.
And then something that made her heart stand still.
Hazel eyes, staring right at her.
They stepped forward in a daze. Soon, Ashley, being first in line of their group, was in front of Nick, deep in conversation with him. He looked amused and didn’t break eye contact. Joe and Mel were laughing together over something, Joe leaning forward on the table to be even closer.
That left one Jonas for Ren to talk to, and he was currently watching her with warm eyes and a smile. “Hi.”
“H-hi,” Ren returned the smile, albeit a bit wavering.
“What’s your name?”
“Ren,”
Kevin’s smile widened. “That’s really pretty.”
She blushed, extremely happy. “Thanks,”
Have no fear
For giving in
And for all the worry that had overtaken her in line, Ren suddenly found a rush of things to say. Suddenly it was absolutely no problem to stand in front of the one and only Kevin Jonas and hold an easy conversation.
Have no fear
For giving over
It was almost impossible, really, the amount of things they had in common. They could have kept going if Big Rob didn’t cut in, announcing that the guys had to go get ready for the show in a few minutes. The girls, positively giddy at all the time they got to spend with the Jonas boys, felt disappointed nonetheless.
Until, to their shock, after a whispered word with Papa Jonas, Joe produced three backstage passes for after the show. In shock, they headed out to their seats, sitting in silence in the crowded arena as what had just happened sunk in.
Then Ren, Ashley, and Mel all jumped up simultaneously and screamed together, joining in with the shrieking crowd that was waiting for the show to start.
If there’s one thing better than being on the floor at a Jonas Brothers concert, it’s being on the floor at a Jonas Brothers concert with the knowledge that after the show, instead of fighting the crowds out of the parking lot, you’ll be heading backstage to hang with the band.
Ashley just had to giggle something about the guys being sweaty after performing, and then her and Mel’s minds went immediately into the gutter. Ren couldn’t help but laugh.
But then they were in the dressing room, staring around them in awe. It was a pretty normal room, but the fact that it was a dressing room in particular made it amazing. “This is so unbelievable,” Mel murmured.
Then the door opened again and three figures walked in, towels and water bottles in hand. They brightened at the sight of the three girls in the room.
“Hey!” Joe cheered, bouncing over with a remarkable amount of energy for someone who just spent two hours running around onstage. “How did you girls like the show?”
Ashley shrugged nonchalantly. “Meh, it was alright.” Joe pouted at her, and she laughed. “Who am I kidding? It was the best thing EVER!”
They fell into conversation, and Kevin turned back to Ren, looking rather pleased to start talking with her again.
You better know that in the end
It was the exchanging of numbers that the events of the night became really real for the girls. Reciting your number to the Jonas Brothers is something entirely different and rather thrilling.
“I’ll expect a phone call,” Mel laughed, putting Joe’s number in her phone under ‘Danga’, something that made him grin widely.
It's better to say too much
Then never to say what you need to say again
The guys had to get ready to head out to the tour bus and get some sleep, so they walked the three friends to the door, giving them all a huge hug in parting. As they headed out, Kevin and Ren fell slightly behind.
She jumped slightly as she felt his hand stray to hers, twining his fingers with hers tentatively.
Even if your hands are shaking
She met his eyes and both of them blushed slightly. It was sudden, to be sure, but it felt right. They neared the doors and Ren found herself fighting for some fitting parting words.
And your faith is broken
The door was in front of them, and they could go no further in private. Outside, there were still some fans waiting, and they had clustered around Joe and Nick as soon as they exited. Big Rob passed them and headed outside to do crowd control, leaving Kevin and Ren quite alone.
“I had a lot of fun tonight,” Ren smiled, and both of them were struck by how date-like that phrase sounded. That thought had both of them laughing somewhat nervously.
“I’m really glad,” Kevin finally responded. His voice lowered as he leaned closer, almost whispering. “And I owe whatever radio station gave you those passes a big thank you,” he said, his voice lilting and breath tickling her ear.
Ren’s eyes widened and she turned bright red. But then his hand was under her chin, and he raised her face up to meet his.
Even as the eyes are closing
His lips brushed against hers softly, then pressed more firmly when she didn’t pull away. It was sudden, but not unwelcome to Ren. She shut her eyes and leaned into Kevin, returning the kiss as her heart fluttered rapidly.
Do it with a heart wide open…
Only the sound of Joe and Nick heading back for the door broke them apart, breathless and bright-eyed. One last squeeze of the hand, and then he was gone with his brothers. Ren remained there until Mel and Ash came looking for her. They headed to the car in a laughing group, all amazed at the night they had.
Ren slid into the passenger seat as Ashley started up the car. Her hand was tingling, and she felt as if her face was still bright red. She didn’t notice Melissa and Ash share a knowing look. Preoccupied by her last moments with Kevin, she was silent for the rest of the car ride home.
After Ashley dropped her off, Ren headed right to her room, plopping down on the bed. She wasn’t tired at all, but in a sort of daze that left her light-headed.
Her phone buzzing snapped Ren out of it, and she fished it out of her pocket.
One new message from K2.
“Miss you already.”
Tears sprung to her eyes as she took in the short, sweet text. Then she typed back a response and shut her phone, falling back onto her pillow with a prolonged sigh of happiness.
She spent the next two hours texting Kevin back and forth. And Ren couldn’t help but wonder how she ever felt nervous about running out of things to talk about with that wonderful, wonderful boy.
Say what you need to say.
