"BBBRRRAAANNNDDDYYY!!!" a woman in her late thirty's yelled to her teenage daughter. "WHAT?!" a 14 year old with blond hair and blue eyes yelled back. "Stop yelling! Come down here!" the woman yelled again. Brandy came running don the steps, nearly falling down all of them. "What mom?" she asked. "Your friends are in the kitchen." She answered. "Ok thanx." Brandy made her way down the long hall. She hoped that it was her best friends Nikki and Misty. They needed to review some dance moves that they just learned. When she got to the kitchen, Misty was there, but so was someone else. Someone she never saw before. "Hey Mist! Wuz sup?" she yelled slapping her best friends hand. "Not much." Misty answered slapping back. Misty was short for her age at 15. She had medium length hair that was black and big brown eyes. "I want you to meet my cousin Jen. Jen, this is my best friend Brandy." Misty introduced. "Are you visiting for the summer?" Brandy asked Jen. "Yeah. I'll be leaving when school starts." Jen answered. Jen was also 15 with long light brown hair and deep blue eyes. "Where you from?" "I'm form Baltimore. In Maryland." "So we got a whole three months to spend hanging out at movies and meeting some guys!" "Yup! Misty told me all about you. She also said that there were some mad hot guys here in New York." "Hell ya! As a matter of fact, there are five really hot guys down the street. One of them is my best friend. I don't even know the other guys, but their really hot!" "Misty also said that you two and 2 other girls are in some kind of band. What's your guys name?" "We're called the 'Sugar Dolls.' It's not my idea of a great name, but it'll do for now." "I think that's a cool name! Are you some kind of girl band?" "Yeah. Something like that." "And you have a concert tonight?" "Actually, we do!" "Can I come?" "Sure!" "Hey Brandy! Why don't you invite those guys down the street." Misty asked with a big smile. "Who? You mean Frankie?" Brandy asked. "Yeah!" "Ok. Ok." Brandy said shaking her head. She knew her best friend had a huge crush on Frankie, her best guy friend. He had brown spiked hair and hazel eyes. He was 16. Brandy picked up the phone and dialed Frankie's number. It rang twice. "Hello?"