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My first Backstreet Boys concert. How fun! Don't get me wrong, I'm a huge fan, but I could have been working tonight making some much needed money. But no, Dawn had to drag me to this concert. Now, I know what you are thinking, why wouldn't I give up working to come to the show, well it is simple. I need money, so in order to get money, I have to work. Why don't I ask just ask my parents for the money I need? Well, the thing is, I haven't seen my parents in over 6 years, since I was 13. We had a huge fight, and I left. Haven't seen them since, and don't plan on. The only thing I miss is my little sister, Tyra, who was 5 when I left and didn't understand where I went.

"Kar, KAR! KAR!!," I heard a voice yell over the opening acts music. "KARISMA!," the voice yelled again.

"What?," I screamed back at Dawn. Dawn, the only person who knew about my past, had been yelling at me for about 2 minutes by the mad look on her face.

"I've been talking to you for the last 5 minutes. Have you heard anything I said?" Dawn said, as the anger left her.

"Umm.... no," I responded. Ok, so maybe I wasn't the best listener in the world. So sue me.

"Never mind, not important," Dawn said, turning her attention back to the opening act.

"Dawn," I said, feeling bad that I didn't listen to her like she had so many times with me. "I'm sorry, I had my head somewhere else. What was it that you were talking about?"

"Just AJ," she said quietly. Well as quiet as she could during a concert with 20,000 teenage girls screaming.

Now that had hurt. She had been talking about the only guy she ever had a deep crush on and I blew her off. "Oh god Dawnie, I'm so sorry. I know he is a soft spot for you. Maybe when we meet them tonight, he'll ask you out."

"Don't think so, he's got a girlfriend," Dawn said looking back at me.

"Oh, " I said the only think I could think of, "Let's just watch the concert then all right?"

"Yeah."

Oh man, do I feel bad or what? I guess I'll talk with her backstage at after the concert.

Fighting our way through the crowd, I held onto Dawn's shirt not wanting to lose her in the sea of teenage girls all trying to get past the guards.

Showing our passes to the final guard, I released my death grip on Dawn's shirt and began to look around the small white room that the meet and great was supposed to be held in.

A voice from behind me and Dawn cause us both to jump slightly, not expecting anyone to be behind us. "The boys will be here in a few minutes," the voice said and than left.

"Ohhh.... okkkk," Dawn and I said at the same time, and laughter followed soon after.

"You’re not mad at me anymore?" I asked, not to sure what the answer would be. With Dawn sometimes you would never know if she was joking around or being serious or happy or mad at you. That had to be the best thing I love in a friend. She can always keeps me guessing.

"No, I'm not mad anymore. A little upset, not mad. I'll be back. I'm going to see if I can find a bathroom, k?" Dawn said brushing her shoulder length blond hair out of her eyes.

"Ok, just don't be too long. You wouldn't want to keep AJ waiting, would ya?" I teased, pulling my brownish blond hair into a tight pony tail.

"Kar?" I heard Dawn say from the middle of the doorway.

"Huh?" I replied not listening again.

"Shut up about AJ would ya, I don't want him to hear," Dawn said motioning to the door behind her that said 'DRESSING ROOMS: BACKSTREET BOYS'

"Ohh.. okk," I said as I watched Dawn exit the room, leaving me there with nothing but myself.

"NICKY," I heard a small child voice scream. "Nicky don't. Daddy mad and uncle Kev be mad."

I watched as the door flew open and two small children, no older than 3, came running in. A boy and a girl, the boy with black hair and green eyes and the small girl with messy dirty blonde hair, and one dark blue colored eye and the other was a light green color. The children noticed me sitting there but continued to chase each other, until a voice standing at the door interrupted them, "NICHOLAS THOMAS AND CASSIDY NICOLE, GET OVER HERE THIS MINUTE,"

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