Bright Angel
Chapter 7
Hillary: I turned down the TV as I began to make out a the soft sound of a car
horn as if it was coming from the distance. I quickly hit the off button on
the television set, grabbed my purse and coat and slammed the door
behind me after yelling “bye, mom!” I sprinted towards the new slate blue
Passat parked in the driveway, opened the door and crawled inside.
“Hey!! Ya ready to go?,” Melissa asked as I reached for my seat belt.
“Hell, yea! I’ll go shopping with Hanson anytime!,” we both laughed as
she backed out of the drive and made her way down the street. As her
Lifehouse CD played in the background, she offered,”you can change it if
ya want,” knowing very well that I’d diffinately take her up on that offer.
“You know what you need?,” I told her. “What?” “You need party music
or at least something fast paced.” She laughed. “My CD book thing is on
the right under your feet.” “Cool” I quickly flipped through her CD
collection, or at least what she had of it in the car, and took of the
“Romeo Must Die” Soundtrack and slid it in the CD player. As the music
started playing we both started singing and dancing like complete idiots.
30 minutes later, the car turned into the one of the many parking lots at
Lenox mall and the search for a good spot was on. We finally pulled into a
spot on the top on the parking deck next to Macy’s realizing that it wasn’t
near the usual packed capacity, at least not yet. As we got out of the car
and locked it, suspense began to set in along with nervousness. We were
really going to spend a day with Hanson, something we thought would
never happen. The funny part about it all was that it had actually become
an unbelievable reality and we were about to live that dream. Melissa let
out as sigh as we opened the big glass doors separating us from the rest of
the mall and the time of our lives. We rounded the corner passing Wet
Seal and Pacific Sunwear heading towards the coffee shop. “Ok, they’re
not here yet, so ya want something?,” Melissa asked me. “Its on me,” she
offered. “Yeah, sure maybe it’ll help the butterflies” “I hear ya!” we both
let out a nervous laugh and stepped into line. After ordering two hot teas
and dumping tons of sugar into each, we eyed a table where a couple was
just leaving like vultures waiting to attack and made a mad dash for the
only free table. “So what do ya think today will be like?,” Melissa asked
nervously picking at the bottom of the hot Styrofoam cup. “Bliss,” I
replied, “pure bliss, if I can ever get over the butterflies.” “Yep,” she said,
I could tell that they were engulfing her as well as she looked around her
as if someone was going to jump out at her if she didn’t stay alert. We
quickly finished our teas and spotting a little old couple coming out of the
line, offered them our table. Just then the Tulsa threesome plus one
walked around the corner and towards us. I kept my mouth shut as Taylor
crept up behind Melissa and placed his hands over her eyes. She giggled
as he whispered into her ear “guess who?” I think she was mainly in
shock. “ummm…is it…Taylor?” she guessed. “Aw, man, I’ve been
exposed!” She laughed as we gave each of them a hug.
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