The Day We Met
A Cute, Short Fictional Story
This is really weird. Ok, you might find my story uninteresting but the first time I've heard of The Moffatts, I really don'tlike them. Ok, It's just that there's something about them that I don't understand. Like, why girls giggle, scream and go crazy about them. Well, what in the world do these guys have? Ewh!I don't need to find out! Sorry if I sound like an 'anti- moffatty' it's not like i hate them but it's just because they're not my type. Oh, puhleez! I'd rather have sexy, cutie Brad (of LFO) go out with me on a date rather than any of those skinny ones, like who's that? The one with the brown hair? The drummer? Bob?
Ok, right from the start, I tell you, I don't like them, right? But then again, I've got this really great friend, Jennifer, who happens to be a "Moffatt Fanatic" since she've heard these guys sing "Miss You Like Crazy" Duh!(Sorry, Jen,I quoted for this one!) Kind of a mushy title for a song, wasn't it?Since then, Jennifer got loads of collection about these guys. She even got every compilation of their albums, pics, posters, autobiography's and stuffs! Ha! Thingies like that!And right from the start, Jen insisted me on liking these guys. Oh, come on! As I thought, get real! I will not like them! I promised. And I've found her as very obssessive.. Jen told me it's not obssession but an admiration-- from her to the guys?!? Oh, whatever! But I think I also need to listen to my friend's side. Maybe she'sright in a way somehow?