"Okay so what do you want to do when we get up to the mall?", Danica asked during "Burnin' Up".
"Ummmm… I don't know. I say we get some food. I'm starved!"
We laughed because I was always hungry. My cell phone started vibrating and I had a feeling I knew who it was.
"Hey, Aly. Yeah. Okay. We're going to the mall. Okay, see you there." I closed my phone shut and put it back in the pocket of my jeans that had a rectangle, where my phone always went, faded to a lighter blue color.
"Hey, I hope you don't mind, but Aly's gonna join us because she is bored to death."
"No problem."
The bus arrived with a screech and we climbed up the steps and found a seat in the back. I watched the rain drip down the sides of the windows.
"Okay so what movie do you want to see?"
"Titanic II! It's supposed to be the hit of the Christmas season."
"Yeah I heard that too! Oh my, gosh I can't wait 'til the concert next week! I seriously can't stop thinking about it." It was true. I couldn't stop pondering what songs the Jonas Brothers would play or what new tricks Nick and Joe would do for their audience and if Kevin would do his S.O.S. dance. Above all, we both couldn't wait to meet our idols in person at their meet-n-greet. It was going to be amazing, maybe even better than the Burning Up tour during the summer.
"Yeah, me too! Joe is so hot!"
"You say that every day. You'll never change your mind. At least Taylor Swift broke up with him for you!"
"Yes, I know! That was the happiest day of my life when Taylor threw that curling iron at him. Haha."
I smiled. It was really funny. The bus came to a screech at Barnes and Noble and we got out and then my phone vibrated. This time it was a text, and it wasn't Aly.
It read: hey. Wonderin' if u were around. Wanted to hang out. Call me.
"Who is it?" Danica said.
"I don't know. Let me call the number."
I hesitantly hit the "talk" button and put it to my ear and it started to ring. I moved away from the busy sidewalk and went under the awning of Barnes and Noble. Danica followed me and put her ear close to the phone to hear as I shooed her away. Somebody answered. It was a familiar voice. I couldn't mistake it.