"There is no way in hell I'm going to a Jonas Brothers concert with you, Mi!" I yelled at my bestfriend stubbornly. But Mia, just didn't take no for an answer, she dropped to her knees and looked up at me with her famous puppy dog eyes. Things like that, don't work with me.
"Elle! Please! My mom got this tickets from one of the roadie's, we are even going to meet them! Please Elle! Please!" I had never really seen Mia grovel the way she was right now, it was actually funny. Hm, should I push her a little further? I think so.
"Alright, alright." Mia began standing to feet as she went to open her closet door, which held her sanctuary to the Jonas Brothers. "Well, tell me on thing, what is not to like about … THEM!" She asked demandingly placing both hands on her hips.
"Mia.. Mia.. Mia.." I said began shaking my head in tisk. "They walk around like there Kings of the World, and every girl simply throws themselves at there feet." I said rolling my eyes and I plopped down on her bed.
"They are the kings of the world, and that is not a good reason to not adore them." Mia said defensively slamming her closet door shut. I love to push her buttons, I'd been doing it since we were 4.
"Oh fine, why not! What's the worst thing that could possibly happen?" I begun as I stood up walking over to her closet, and opening the doors a final time, giving her a reassuring smile.
She practically jumped on top of me, screaming. "See! This is why you are my bestfriend! You know that? Ah! We have so much to do and so little time!" She said excitedly as I pried her off of me, kicking her shin a few times. But Mia, was too hyper to even calm down.
If there was one thing I hated it was the Jonas Brothers, and this night would be torcher. But.. Mia is my bestfriend… so I should do this for her… right?