On the night of the concert, I was stuck up in my room. The kitchen was being renovated and apparently I wasn’t allowed downstairs. I didn’t even want to go down stairs.
So, I decided to call my best friend Allison. Maybe she wanted the Jonas Brothers tickets. I mean, she was obsessed with them. And I wouldn’t have a pay a dime for her birthday present, would I?

“Please enjoy the music as your party is reached!” said an automatic answering machine. As the newest Jo Bro song Lovebug started to play I sighed. Why did my world suddenly start to revolve around a group of guys I didn’t like?
Hey Jess,” said Allison answering her phone.
“Hey, I have something to ask you…,” I trailed off. I was getting ready to brace myself for the upcoming screaming.
“Okay, what is it?”
“Well I kind of have this Jonas Brothers tickets,”. I dropped the phone as my ear stung with pain. God that girl could scream.

The high pitched squealing went on for a while until she finally caught her breath.
“ARE YOU SERIOUS ?!??!”