"What's that supposed to mean?" I interrogated.
"It means what I said. You don't hear from people when they don't write or call. How long's it been? Over two years? You made me promise to keep in touch. Well what about your promise to return letters and calls? Huh?"
"What? I can't return what I never get!" I yelled. "Your the one who didn't keep their word, so don't yell at me. I waited forever for anything from you, and it never came! I guess I just wasn't 'good enough' to stay best friends with someone 'famous.'" I mocked him.
"What? I never said I was famous...And stop trying to cover for yourself... Ya know what? I don't even care. We haven't talked for the last two years because of you, so let's just keep it that way for the next two hundred." he shouted, got up and left.
"Fine by me!" I called to him. Another lie, that's probably how I got myself into this.
I didn't see the other's, so I caught a trolley most of the way back, and walked the rest. I went up to my room and stared out the window.
"Oh, man! Why’d I yell back at him?… Because he was a jerk, broke his promise and tried to blame it on me…” I answered myself. “He’ll never talk to me again…is that a good thing or a bad thing?” to many thoughts entered my brain. Tracy walked in.
“Dude, what happened? We were looking all over Ellington’s for you. Nick saw Brian almost in tears!” she told me.
Almost in tears? So maybe he’d been lying about not caring anymore. I hoped so. Although it didn’t change the fact of him not thinking enough of me to pick up a phone in the last two years…
“You guys set us up, didn’t you?” I accused, changing the subject.
“Yeah, Heather and Nick thought I’d be a nice surprise. Guess they were wrong. Why was Brian upset? What happened?” she asked again. I told her the whole story.
“I’m sorry!” she apologized.
“Yeah, me, too…anyway, what are we doing tonight?” I asked.
“Uh, well we got tickets to the Backstreet Boys concert, but if you don’t wanna go I understand.”
“No, that’s fine. I want to see Nick perform, he was my friend, too.” I said.
We stopped at the grocery store on the way there, they wanted to buy some drinks before the concert.. I asked them to get me a Coke or something and went straight to the magizene section, I don’t really know why, but I wanted to look up BSB. Before long, I found an article about them. I glanced through. It had facts about all the members.
“Nick..Kev..Howie…AJ…Brian…” I read to myself aloud. “Name, Brian Thomas Littrell…Birthplace, Lexington Kentucky… Nicknames, Frick, B-rok…B-rok? Isn’t that what I called him one day to try to cheer him up and make conversation? I thought it was pretty lame..I can’t believe he kept it!” I was amazed.
“Come on, Erin.” Jen called from the end of the aisle. I jumped and told her I’d be there in a second.
We drove to the outdoor arena. Pretty good crowd, especially since they were new to the U.S. They announcer came out and introduced the members and they started the concert with ‘Boys Will Be Boys’, a song I didn’t recognize. I assumed it was on their very first cd, which is title the same as the song. I recognized a lot of the songs from their self-titled cd. And some from ‘Backstreet’s Back’ that were good enough to make me want to buy that cd, too. We had pretty good seats, 10th row, near the center.
They began singing ‘Quit Playing Games(With My Heart).’ Brian looked at me when he started singing. “Even in my heart, I see, that your not being true to me, deep within my soul, I feel, that nothing’s like it used to be…” I could tell there was a hint of anger in his voice. But he said the next part with sadness, “Sometimes I wish I could, turn back time, impossible as it may seem, but I wish I could, so bad, baby…” Only then did we break eye contact. He joined the dance movements why they sang the chorus.
The concert was probably great, I didn’t pay attention to the rest. I watched, but my mind just wasn’t there. Afterwards, we waited a little while for the crowd to disperse. We went up to the stage, everyone wanted to tell Nick he did a great job, and probably Brian, too, and meet the band members. Howie, Kevin, and Nick were signing some autographs and talking to the fans.
“Hey, guys. This is Howie and that’s Kevin.” Nick introduced, the other’s didn’t know their names or much about the group besides that Brian and Nick were in it.
“You guys did great!” Heather complimented. They said thanks. Nick pulled me over to the side.
“What happened today? I asked Brian, but he won’t talk about it.”
“He got mad at me, saying I never wrote him back or something. I can’t believe he lied to me, when he knows I had nothing to respond to…” I told him.
“You never got any letter’s from him?” Nick asked. I shook my head. “Stay right there, I’ll be right back..” he went backstage.
Chapter 6
Chapter 8
As Time Goes Main
Frick's Fairytales