"So when is the court hearing?" said Bianca. She lives next door, but we like to use the phone.
"Tomarrow. So when are you coming over?" I asked. "In about 20 minutes!... Wow, I can't believe your parents are getting devorced! That's so weird!" Bianca said.
Yeah... well. Okay, I gotta go now! I think my dad wants to talk about our vacation to one of the states! Bye!" I hung up the phone and went down stairs. "Where's dad?" I asked mom
She was sitting at her lap top, eyes glued to the screen and her fingers typing like craxy. I repeated my question 3 times before she realized I was there, and heard me towards the 4th time. "uh, oh, he went back to the office to get a book or something." she tiredly replied. I shrugged and got a Coke from the fridge and walked back to my room. I turned on my computer and logged onto the internet.
I checked my email, I got 1 email from my online friend Tailor. We were trying to email Hanson as a club so she was waiting for a response. "Well, it's been a month and still no reply, I wonder when they'll answer! Well, gotta go! LAYtor, ~tailor~" was what it said, "bummer!" I said out loud. Then another email came in. It was from Tailor agian, it said," oh yeah! I forgot to tell you! Hanson is going on tour! They'll hit my town. And they'll hit the Hollywood Bowl! Your town! Well I gotta go for real now! Talk to ya LAYtor! ~tailor~" For a few minutes I just sat there staring at the words "tour", and "Hanson" in total disbelief. " What kind of a cruel joke is that!? She's just trying to play with my mind or something!" I said, without even realizing it. Then I was brought back to reality when the "incoming message" icon blinked and an email showed up on the screen. I read it, it was from Bianca, it said, "Hey Jess, sorry, I'm going to be about another hour and a half! I gotta go buy some summer clothes! See ya!"
I sighed and decided to go see if there was anyone to talk to in a Hason chat room. I was surprised that there were only a few people online. "Hey all you cool Hanson people!" I typed and sent.
Somebody named Blondie1 answered,"Oh just fine! How are you?"" Blondie1 seemed nice, so we went into a private chat room and talked for about an hour.
"So did you know that Hanson has gone on tour?" Blondie1 or B1 as I put it, wrote.
"No I didn't, well actually I did, but I don't believe it! Do you know how much the tickets are?" I wrote back. B1 answered back almost instantly!
"$200 per ticket. They're really hard to get unless you are going to camp out in front of Ticket Master 2 weeks before they go on sale! My state sold out in 15 minutes!" B1 wrote.
"$200 dollars! WOW! That's alot! I doubt that I can go because my parents are married to their jobs! But only if I could get tickest! Oooh, I'll bet that my friend Bianca would take me. How can I get tickets without spending too much and without waiting forever is a question that can never be answered! But, um, do you know?Also, where do you live?" I wrote back.
" I live in Oklahoma! Cool huh? Well, that's too bad about your parents." B1 wrote. "Cool," I thought to myself, "Oklahoma!"
"Wow! Oklahoma! Do you live near Tulsa? I would just DIE if I got tickets for the concert!" I wrote back.
"Yeah, I live IN Tulsa! And if you want, I MIGHT be able to get you tickets and backstage passes for free! I know them and I can get you anything Hanson! Well, if you give me your email addy, I'll email you later! I gotta go play with my sisters now!" B1 replied.
My mouth must've hung open for about 10 minutes because it took Bianca bolting through my door to bring me back out of shock!
Hey j, waz up!?" She cheerfully shouted.
Man! I think we might go to a Hanson concert!!!!" I shouted at the top of my lungs!
"W-what do you mean?!!" she said shakily.
Well, I met this person on the net that can get us tickets and backstage passes!!" I energetically replied. She didn't say anything so I turned around and email Blondie1 my email addy and shut off the computer. I showed Bianca who was still standing where she had stopped with her mouth open and her eyes the size of basketballs, where to put her stuff.
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