(AN: Hello everyone. This is my first fanfiction story. Please enjoy and leave some reviews!)
Dislcaimer: I do not own "The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants".
Carman wandered around her room trying to find her i-pod. She lifted her bed comforter and looked under. She pushed away some old papers and dust bunnies before sighing and bringing her head back out. Carmon walked over to her closet and took everything off of her third shelf. That was the shelf where she just threw things if she didn't know where else to put them. Carman poked through her stuff for a few minutes until she gave up. Just as she was about to close her closet a small cardboard box caught her eye. She pushed a pair of red fuzzy slippers away and dragged the box out. Carman carefully opened the box and pushed away the tissue paper that was covering what ever was inside. Once the tissue paper was gone she could see… a pillow? No, it was made of denim. Carman took the thing out, curious of what it could be. When she unfolded it she gasped. It was The Pants. She couldn't believe her eyes, she thought Tibby had lost them when she moved a few years ago, but really here they were sitting in her closet that whole time. Carman put the pants on her bed and stared at them for a while remembering all the summers she had spent with them. Now the girls were 18 years old. They were all pretty much the same, except Tibby moved into a bigger house when her mom got transferred into a better job. They were all still pretty close, but of course, they did grow a little apart. Bridget became even more serious about her soccer so she was busy most of the time, and Lena was becoming more and more secretive. She didn't want to talk about things that bothered her. She wanted everyone, even herself, to think that nothing was wrong, but everyone knew there was. Carman leaned over to the phone and dialed Tibby's number, which she knew by heart by the time she was 6.
"Hello?" Tibby's voice asked into the phone.
"Hey Tib! It's Carman," Carman said happily.
"Oh hey, what's up?" Carman could hear the clicking of the mouse and key board in the back round.
"Well I found the pants," Carman said deciding just to come out and say it and see if Tibby had any idea of what she was talking about.
"Pants?" Tibby asked the keyboard clicking was getting faster.
"Yeah, do you know what I'm talking about?" Carman asked.
"UG!" Tibby moaned and the clicking stopped.
"You lost?" Carman asked laughing to herself.
"Yeah," Tibby said laughing, "Ok so what is this about pants?"
"Remember the Traveling Pants?" Carman asked staring at them.
"Oh yea," then she paused, "the ones I lost?"
"Well it turns out you didn't lose them, they have been sitting in my closet in a box the whole time!" Carman said excitedly.
"Wow!" Tibby said, "Do you think they still work?"
"I don't know. I mean it's obvious we all grew. No, they probably won't work anymore," Carman said shaking her head. "It's impossible."
"We might as well try Carma," Tibby said.
"Yeah, I guess. So you call Bridget and tell her to call Lena, and then meet up at my house," she said.
"Ok see you later," Tibby said.
"By," Carman said hanging up and staring back at the pants, wondering if maybe just maybe they will work.