Chapter 9

Lethargicly I trudged up the four flights of stairs to our third floor apartment. Never in my life had I ever felt so dirty. I felt like every exposed portion of my body was coated in a layer of grease, grime, and some unidentifieable sticky substance. After working over hamburgers and french fries all day, I felt all I needed was to take a hot shower and then go to bed. I opened the front door and lazily kicked Brian's basketball out of my path. I sat down and began to untie my shoes when Nick flounced into the room.

"Don't bother getting settled down, we're going to the Magic Kingdom."

"Huh?."

"We're not going there for fun Ange. Brian found out this morning that that new group--what're they called? 'Me and My Brothers' or some shit?"

Brian followed Nick into the kitchen "My Brothers and I."

I smirked, "you'd think such a sensational new group would have a less idiotic name. That sounds more like a sitcom than a musical group."

"Girl, don't you be gettin' medieval on my sistahs in crime," Brian said in his best ghetto accent."Anyways, they're going to be performing tonight in front of the Cinderella castle. I'm thinkin' ya know maybe we can check out the competition eh?" Brian saw the unenthused expression on my face and continued "c'mon girl," he bumped his hip into mine "don't you wanna come with your sistahs?" he asked acting feminine.

"I guess so..." I said reluctantly.

"Atta girl!" Nick jumped around, swung his head around and pumped his fists into the air.

I swear to God sometimes I felt like I was living with two little brothers.

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The tinted door of the monorail closed with a vacuum sounding swish. It was so crowded that I ended up having to sit on Nick's lap. Being the immature guy he tends to be, he kept trying to make it look like we were a real crude couple by making indecent gestures. I was all for it (after all I DID take Sociology, and I find humans reactions to different situations to be fascinating). At one point though his hand went a LITTLE too far up my leg and I had to hit him aside the head to stop him from going any higher.

The elderly couple that sat accross from were quite obviously trying to ignore our behavior, but I didn't miss their frequent sidelong glances in our direction.

Brian decided to join in. The two inches between himself and Nick were erased as he moved even closer to Nick. He gave Nick and I such a sincere look of lust that even I had a terrible time restraining my laughter.

By the time we had reached the Magic Kingdom, it seemed like our fellow passengers couldn't eascape from us fast enough.

"That's a way to avoid waiting in lines," Brian joked.

It was weird how Disney World was always looked upon as a massive magical world of its own. I had been there at least once a year as far back as my memory permitted me to recall, since I grew up in Orlando.

Unlike the majority of the people in our vicinity, we didn't bother to stop and marvel over the different candy shops and other various shops on Main St. USA. We made a beeline past the shops and headed straight for the Cinderella Castle, as the M.B.I performance was scheduled to start in about five minutes.

By the time we reached the Cinderella Castle the group had already started to perform. Suddenly my heart skipped a beat, Brian gasped at the sight.

"What??!!" Nick screamed.

Positioned on the stage were three young performers. One guy was tall with blonde hair, the other had on a backwards baseball cap, and the girl had shoulder legnth brown wavy hair. It was us! Inside the fleurescent purple Mickey Mouse ears behind the performers was a glowing sign that displayed the groups name. 3 Make Harmoney.

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Chapter 10