"Oh but Jake please!" Nessie begged.
I groaned. It was so hard to refuse her when she looked like this. Nessie, although only 2 years old, looked and acted like your average seven year old. Your average seven year old with an incredibly hard to refuse puppy dog face, and an un-dying love for Hannah Montana.
"Come on Jakey! It's not fair! I wanna go sooo bad!" she begging now, practically on her knees.
"Nessie, I love you. But there is no way that I'm going to sit through 3 hours of live Hannah Montana!" Can't you just listen to a CD or something" Nessie had a good puppy dog face, but I did too.
"No! It's not fair!" she screamed for the second time, "everyone in my class is going!"
She flopped down on her bed and sighed a why-does-everyone-hate-me sigh.
I'd said I loved Nessie, and I did, but there was no way I was going to take her to the Hannah Montana Live Concert, in the Olympia Amphitheater that weekend. I just couldn't do it. I shivered as I pictured legions of squirming, sticky, seven year olds belting out the lyrics to Best Of Both Worlds.
"Why can't mommy and daddy take you?" I whined.
"Cause they're going on vacation that weekend, and I can't come!" she wailed again, a long, high sound that nearly burst my ear-drums, not to mention shattered every glass surface in the room.
"What was that?" asked Esme, suddenly in the room with us. "How did this mess happen?"
"I was just- I began to explain, but Nessie cut me off.
"He was just heartlessly refusing to take me to the Hannah Montana concert this weekend! It's not fair! Grammy, why does he hate me?"
Oh great, the old guilt card. No getting around it now. Here it comes…
"Oh, is that all?" Esme said as she began sweeping up the shattered glass. "I see no reason why you can't take her. I'll go order your tickets now."
With that, she finished clearing away the glass, and swept down the stairs to order two tickets for what was bound to be the worst night of my life.
Disclaimer- I don't own Twilight (really people, this is fan-fiction website. If I owned it, I'd be out making money, not sitting here at my computer, typing stories for you people) or Hannah Montana
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