"Oh man. Thanks so much Sam", Nikole yelled. All people surrounding us turned around
and looked at us.
"Chill out. We are having a moment here", I yelled back.
"But that's not all girls. After they are done performing. Come towards right side and go
back, and I will be standing there by the pop machines, and I will take you backstage to
meet the band", she replied.
"Ahhh. That's so awesome", me and Nikole squeeled.
"Oh, and a tip prior to meeting them. Don't freak out in front of them. Don't come off as a
teenybopper", Sam offered.
*At lunch*
"I can't believe we are going to meet Good Charlotte", I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know ", Nikole said taking a drink of her soda.
Just then a preppy girl walked over to our table.
"You are losers. As if, you wish you could meet Good Charlotte. It just so happens that
Benji is my cousin".
"Oh really? So, I guess then you are cousins with Joel, Sarah and Josh too?", I questioned.
"Who?", she asked picking her nails.
"I knew it. You aren't related to Benji. Josh and Joel are Benji's brothers and Sarah is his
sister", Nikole said.
We got up and went to go get our books from our locker for the last block of the day.
Thankfully it was Friday. The concert was next Friday.
A week went by and before we knew it, we were prepping for the Good Charlotte concert. I
wanted to do something spontaneous, so I decided to dye my hair black. I was wearing
jeans, and a gc hoodie I ordered online few weeks prior. Nikole wore a black pair of Dickies
and a GC hoodie as well.
Sam came by to pick us up. It took us about 45 minutes to drive to the club the concert
was located at. It was called Bogarts. It was in greater Cincinnati. It was a club lots of
musicians played at, but it was also a bar. The three of us walked up to go in, they took
our ticket stubs, ripped half off, and gave us a wristband because we were all under 21.
We walked inside. Sam whispered in our ear that she would be backstage and after the
concert she would be waiting for us by the pop machines. We nodded.
"Well, let's try and make our way to the front", I whispered.
Neither me, nor Nikole had ever experienced a rock show. Of course, we knew it was
nothing like an *NSYNC or Dream Street concert. The minute we got into the crowd, we
could already tell it was different. The screams. There weren't any ear piercing shrieks.
Which was a good thing. Many people were busy jumping up and down and dancing to the
likes of "New Found Glory".
and looked at us.
"Chill out. We are having a moment here", I yelled back.
"But that's not all girls. After they are done performing. Come towards right side and go
back, and I will be standing there by the pop machines, and I will take you backstage to
meet the band", she replied.
"Ahhh. That's so awesome", me and Nikole squeeled.
"Oh, and a tip prior to meeting them. Don't freak out in front of them. Don't come off as a
teenybopper", Sam offered.
*At lunch*
"I can't believe we are going to meet Good Charlotte", I exclaimed.
"Yeah, I know ", Nikole said taking a drink of her soda.
Just then a preppy girl walked over to our table.
"You are losers. As if, you wish you could meet Good Charlotte. It just so happens that
Benji is my cousin".
"Oh really? So, I guess then you are cousins with Joel, Sarah and Josh too?", I questioned.
"Who?", she asked picking her nails.
"I knew it. You aren't related to Benji. Josh and Joel are Benji's brothers and Sarah is his
sister", Nikole said.
We got up and went to go get our books from our locker for the last block of the day.
Thankfully it was Friday. The concert was next Friday.
A week went by and before we knew it, we were prepping for the Good Charlotte concert. I
wanted to do something spontaneous, so I decided to dye my hair black. I was wearing
jeans, and a gc hoodie I ordered online few weeks prior. Nikole wore a black pair of Dickies
and a GC hoodie as well.
Sam came by to pick us up. It took us about 45 minutes to drive to the club the concert
was located at. It was called Bogarts. It was in greater Cincinnati. It was a club lots of
musicians played at, but it was also a bar. The three of us walked up to go in, they took
our ticket stubs, ripped half off, and gave us a wristband because we were all under 21.
We walked inside. Sam whispered in our ear that she would be backstage and after the
concert she would be waiting for us by the pop machines. We nodded.
"Well, let's try and make our way to the front", I whispered.
Neither me, nor Nikole had ever experienced a rock show. Of course, we knew it was
nothing like an *NSYNC or Dream Street concert. The minute we got into the crowd, we
could already tell it was different. The screams. There weren't any ear piercing shrieks.
Which was a good thing. Many people were busy jumping up and down and dancing to the
likes of "New Found Glory".