Chapter 10

After sending flowers to Britt what seemed like ages ago, but was in fact maybe about 2 months ago, Brittany sent me the most amazing gift for Christmas. I was lucky I remembered to send her a greeting card (not just an e card!) as well as a little gift attached to it. It was nothing major, really, just a small paintbrush set that I found on discount at a local thrift store that I thought Brittany would appreciate. Sending it by snail mail was a hassle as I didn't know if the package would've arrive safely or not. I hoped it would. Even if it was cheap, it did cost me my week's allowance.

But back to the amazing gift.

I was recently introduced to the wonderful sounds of Melissa Etheridge and Indigo Girls. You know? Lesbian artistes, basically. I blame all the fan fiction I had been reading. It seems like a bad cliche when all characters from Uber Xenaverse liked music from these 2 particular artistes. ME = Lesbian rock genre (Yes, that is a very valid genre) and IG = Lesbian Folk (Ok, so maybe that wasn't a real genre, but who's keeping tabs, really?)

So being the young teen that I was, I was easily intrigued. As well as easily influenced, I guess. I did a search for their music and managed to download (illegally of course) via Napster and Kazaa the discography of the 2 artistes which I now call my favourites of all times.

So anyway. Of course Brittany knew about these artistes – she was from NY, like hello? Enough said. We talked about it in one of our long emails as well and the next thing I know, I had tickets to the Lilith Fair concert for the weekend before Christmas. Well, technically, it wasn't really THE Lilith Fair – I was a bit slow on recent mainstream music, and I had only found out about the tours after it had passed me by in August, but this concert that I had tickets for was a similar one.

The artistes line up was amazing. Most importantly, it had the Indigo Girls in it. Of course I was excited to watch them live! And what was better – Brittany sent me 2 tickets, one for me and one for Quinn, she said, knowing very well I hated to go for events alone. Wasn't Brittany just the sweetest thing ever?

I suddenly felt bad about the measly gift that I had sent to Brittany. Those tickets must've cost a bomb even if Brittany had said that she managed to get discounted tickets because one of the dancers that she worked with had worked with some of the artistes in the line up and managed to get a special rate. And besides, the profits apparently went to charity, so Britts was fine with that.

Britts was also apparently fine with the little gift that I got for her judging by the awesome ear piercing squeal that nearly burst my eardrums when she called me all excited saying that she got a package in the mailbox today.

I found out that day that Brittany made me really happy and that in return, I really liked making Brittany happy.