"How would you feel if you started a band and I put you down?!" He screamed.
"I'd have your opinion. And then I'd know not to play my music for you." I said.
"Anyway, I know you don't mean it Hope." He replied.
"Yeah, Kev, just kidding you," I lied through my teeth. I swear! I can't hurt the guy! He's my best friend, even if I'm not his. You're probably A bit confused. My name is Hope Trixon, I'm 26, 5'11, blond hair, green eyes, and my best bud's in a group that I can't stand! The wretched hand life has dealt me. I don't know why I can't hurt him. He thinks I'm behind the Backstreet Boys 100%. But I'm not. I'm just behind him.
"Okay, the white one or the black one?" He asked me, holding up two wife beaters.
"The white one." I told him.
"Okay, thanks." He said, picking up the black one. "I gotsta go change."
"THEN GO!!!" I shouted. He's so good-looking. As much as I hate it, he's cute. Look at him, changing his shirt, combing his hair, whistling 'All I Have to Give'! I hate that song. WHY!?!? I can't stand his group. Especially that blond basket-case who keeps hitting on me. Then the tye-dyed freak gets him to stop by tormenting him endlessly. Kevin's cousin is cool. Brian is a nice guy, him and Kevin are very similar. The last guy, Howie, is just as sweet.
"Oh my gosh!"
"What?" I called. Maybe Kevin's *accidently* somehow killed Nick with his telepathic powers. DON'T THINK THAT!!! It's mean! Folks, I take it back! but still, you never know...
"I need to call Dani!" He yelled.
Oh, Danielle, his girlfriend. My favorite person in the world, believe me. She is a great person, but I think something's up with her. I don't know, maybe I'm just jealous.
"Here!" I tossed him the phone. Me? Jealous? Wherever did I get such an idea? HA! HA HA!
"Oh THANK YOU!" Kevin dialed his girl's number with great speed.
"Dani...HI! It's Kevin..I know you knew...I did too...I wanted to call
and tell you that I love you...Yeah...I think I'm free that day...Oh, wait!
The seventh? I have plans with Hope...No, there's nothing going on...
No. I just made plans to go with Hope to Six Flags...No, I can't cancel...
I made these plans two weeks ago...NO. I am keeping these plans because they
were made first!...No, see, Hope asked me to-" I cut him off.
"Gimme the phone." I said as I snatched the phone away from him.
"Danielle?...Okay, Dani, this is Hope. I've been in the room while
Romeo here was talking and um, I think he was trying to be polite by keeping
our plans, but uh, I see no reason not to let him off the hook this time...
Uh huh...Uh huh...Gotcha...Sure!...Be here at 9:00AM on Wednesday...Yeah,
I'll tell him...Okay...Nice talking to you too...Have a good day...Goodbye."
"What did you just do?" Kevin asked me.
"Saved you from breaking up, Invited Dani to come with us, and by the way, she wanted me to pass on that she loves you." I said.
"Thanks." He said.
"And this.." I kissed him. On the cheek, you nut cases!
"Yikes! It's 5:30! We gotta get to dinner!" Kevin rushed.
"Meeting the guys at McDonalds is hardly what I call dinner." I said as I rolled my eyes.
"Either way, let's go!" He said.
Chapter Two
Truth Hurts Index
Backstreet Boys Fan Fiction