Dinner was pretty much nothing special, I mean, who wants to hear about people eating?
Anyways, we ate our chicken yadda-yadda-yadda, when dessert came, we- well I- were hyped!
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOMMY!!!" I yelled from the living room couch. "Em, I'm right here." My mom said, only a few feet away from me on the couch. "Oh, so what did you hear about the concert?" I asked, turning to her. "I heard from the ticket company and the arena area that we are signed up on the meet-and-greet list!" My mom said, grinning. My eyes widened, I was completely speechless.
"Emmmmmmmmmmmm...." My sister asked, tapping my head. I was still staring in space, completely in Fantasyland. That got to the point when she started pulling my hair. "AIEEEEEEEEEEEE!!! I'M GONNA MEET THE JONAS BROTHERS!!" I cried, getting up and dancing. "A long reaction..." My mom said, laughing. "I'M SO EXCITED FOR SATURRRRRRRDAY!!" I sang, spreading my arms wide open. "Well, wait longer, it's only Monday..." My sister just had to point out. "You know what, I'm going to do something jonas-related for the rest of the week!" I stated. "Um.. you do that ALL THE TIME!" My sister said, cracking up. I glared at her.
School was AMAZING! I even got sent to the principal's office TWICE and then the school counselor was SO NICE! He even air-quoted when I told him to about my, "obsession issues".
Saturday finally came, and I was SOOO excited! "Mom, do you think that I can give them my song idea?" I asked my mom while Hannah Montana performed. "I dunno, just don't get your hopes up..." My mom said, ruffling my hair. "Grr. I hate when you do that..." I muttered, staring at the checkers on my Vans shoes. "You want to look nice for the boys, right?" She asked, licking her finger and whiping a smudge off my face. "MO-OM!" I yelled. "Oh sorry..." She said.
*MEET AND GREET!*
As I forced my mom to do, we were last in line, that's right, verrrrrry last. I got a glimpse of them and saw Joe's face. He looked ADORABLE! He changed after the concert and was wearing a brown beret-hat, a t-shirt with words all over it, and jeans, of course tight jeans, I mean, it's Joe!
As we were behind two more people, I started to feel a little woozy. The world was spinning. I saw my mom look at me and start to worry. I noticed one of the Jonas's running towards me, then I felt sharp pain going through my head.