Chapter 2:

 

The Two Girls That Won Front Row Tickets and Backstage Passes

 

 

At the Concert

 

Ali Stevens and her best friend Praline Parker were the luckiest girls in the world.  They had won front row tickets and backstage passes to the Backstreet Boys concert in their hometown of Orlando, Florida that night. 

 

“Like, ohmygod, Praline, I, like, can’t believe how, like, lucky we are!” Ali cried, as the two stood in the front row, waiting for the concert to begin.

 

“Like, ohmygod, Ali, I, like, know!” Praline cried back.

 

Before we move on in the story, we must, of course, describe Ali and Praline and what they were wearing.  Ali was beautiful, with long, brunette hair and chocolate brown eyes (yes, not just brown, chocolate brown… no wait, dark chocolate brown… ooh la la).  She had flawless, tan skin and was very tall and slender (obviously).  She was dressed in her tightest black leather pants and a gold sequined top, which showed off her tanned, toned stomach.

 

Praline was also beautiful.  She had long, light brown hair and chocolate brown eyes, as well, but hers were a rich milk chocolate brown, not dark chocolate like Ali’s.  She, too, had flawless, tan skin and was very tall and slender.  She and Ali had decided to coordinate their outfits, so she was wearing skin-tight gold pants and a black sequined top, which showed off her tanned, toned stomach.

 

“Like, ohmygod, Praline, the concert’s, like, starting!” Ali screamed, as the lights in the venue dimmed.

 

“Like, ohmygod!” Praline screamed back.

 

There were no opening acts and no long wait.  As soon as the lights were all the way off, the Backstreet Boys burst onto the stage, and the concert began.  Praline and Ali danced and sang and screamed the whole time.  They knew all the words to all the Backstreet Boys’ songs because they were, of course, their biggest fans.

 

After the concert, there was a meet and greet backstage.  Clutching their backstage passes in their hands, Praline and Ali went into a room with the other lucky fans who had gotten backstage passes were.

 

“Like, ohmygod, Praline, how do I look?” Ali asked her best friend.  “Do I have, like, enough body glitter on?”

 

“Like, no, most of it’s, like, rubbed off.  Here.”  She opened her purse and got out a large jug of body glitter, which she and Ali began to rub all over themselves.  “There, that looks, like, much better.  You look, like, totally hot, girl.”

 

“Like, thanks, like, so do you, girl!”

 

If only they knew what was to come…

 

***

 

“Man, I hope there’s some fine chicks at the meet and greet tonight,” AJ said, as he led the other four Boys down the hall to the room where the meet and greet was going to take place.  “Now that Nick and Brian have girlfriends, I need a girlfriend too.”

 

“Me too,” said Kevin.

 

“Me three,” said Howie, winking spontaneously.

 

They entered the room, where many fans were waiting.  AJ quickly surveyed the room, then stopped, his mouth falling open.  There, in the very center of the room, was the girl of his dreams.  She was absolutely beautiful. She had long, light brown hair and milk chocolate brown eyes. She had flawless, tan skin and was very tall and slender, and she was wearing skin-tight gold pants and a black sequined top, which showed off her tanned, toned stomach.

 

Pushing past all the other screaming girls, AJ made his way over to the girl. 

“Hi,” he said breathlessly.  “I’m AJ.  What’s your name?”

 

“Praline Parker,” the girl said, smiling seductively at him. 

 

“Praline?  That name is phat!  Hey, you wanna be my girlfriend?”

 

“Ohmygod, like, yeah!” Praline cried.

 

AJ grinned – she seemed like a bit of an airhead, but she was hot, and she looked like she would be good in bed, so he didn’t mind.  He grabbed her hand eagerly and practically dragged her out of the room.

 

“AJ, where are you going?” Kevin demanded, as AJ and Praline brushed past him.

 

“To the dressing room!” AJ announced gleefully, disappearing from the room with Praline hot on his heels.

 

Howie, meanwhile, had approached Praline’s friend.  She was beautiful as well, with long, brunette hair and dark chocolate brown eyes.  She had flawless, tan skin and was very tall and slender.  She was dressed in her tightest black leather pants and a gold sequined top, which showed off her tanned, toned stomach.

 

“Hi, I’m Howie.  Howie doing?” he asked her, grinning his toothiest grin.

 

“Just, like, wonderful now that, like, you’re here,” Ali said, her voice soft and silky.  “I’m, like, Ali Stevens, by the, like, way.”

 

“Pleased to meet you,” Howie said with a wink.  She seemed like a bit of an airhead, but she was hot, and she looked like the type of girl who would cook his breakfast and his lunch and his dinner (he wanted bacon, eggs, guacamole…), so he didn’t mind.  “Hey, Ali, you wanna be my girlfriend?”

 

“Ohmygod, like, definitely!” Ali replied. 

 

“Great!” exclaimed Howie.

 

If only they knew what was to come…

 

***

 

 

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