Sitting at home with nothing to do was not fun. I could rent a movie or I could go to the movies. Renting a movie won out because that way I could sit around in a T-shirt and a pair of socks, my favorite lonely chick ensemble, and pig out on unhealthy food and ice cream. I�m excited already over my night; that�s sad. Putting on my shoes I couldn�t help but think back to my day. It�s still so unbelievable that I met Kevin, ok, maybe I�m thinking about it too much but I can�t help it. It�s not everyday you meet someone you gawk at on TV.
Curled up on the couch I couldn�t understand why I decided to get a romantic comedy. There was no comedy and there sure as hell was no romance in my life. The phone rings and its one of the few times I don�t mind being interrupted, this movie was too sweet for words; no man is that sensitive, caring and romantic. I looked at the caller ID and saw that it was Christina and laughed instantly; I knew why she was calling. I answered the phone sweetly,
�Hello?� I could only laugh at her screams before she finally spoke,
�You met fucking Kevin? What the fuck?� I laughed as I put my feet on the coffee table,
�Yeah, he spilled a drink on me and bought me another shirt.� Christina was a riot; she was crass and funny and had a sharp tongue. She lived in South Carolina and was my only friend who understood the importance of Backstreet,
�I can�t believe he is leaving you tickets for the show. Damn, why couldn�t he give you more notice so I could be there?� I shook my head,
�I know�the nerve of him.� I could imagine her walking around the house, in complete shock,
�And you�leaving that story on my answering machine like that�I almost had a heart attack�and we won�t talk about how I took out my puppy. Poor thing is traumatized. Oh well, it�ll heal.� I laughed at her enthusiasm and loved that she was genuinely happy for me. Jealousy was something that never came between us,
�I still can�t believe it. I held back the tears until I made it to my car. I can�t believe I cried.� I guess it was just all so overwhelming, so unbelievable but it just came over me and I didn�t even know why.
�It�s ok Quinn, I know how you feel. I cried at my first concert, you�re not weird so don�t start thinking it�damn teeny.� I sighed heavily and listened to her go on,
�You KNOW you need to hook me up.� Rolling my eyes at her was the only thing I could do,
�Please, you know he�s gay right? How many times do I have to tell you that?� She snorted,
�Howie is not gay�that is one hot man.� Christina had always had a thing for Howie, well after the perm phase he seemed to go through,
�I don�t have a hook up Chris. I was just given some tickets I�ll never get near Kevin or any of them again.� There was no way in hell I was going to get hyped up for this, its not like they are going to pull me up onstage and sing to me. Yeah, Kevin, his wife and I are going to become great friends. I�ll invite them over when they�re in town. Christina was a dreamer; fairy tales and fate were high on her list. I was a realist; some would say a pessimist but whatever.
�Hey you never know, stranger things have happened.� I smiled and played along,
�Yeah and Nick is going to fall in love with me and we�ll live happily ever after.� Her squeal caused me to laugh as I sat back down with my apple juice in hand,
�That�s one fine piece of ass. He may not be my favorite but I can be honest.� I closed my eyes as I lay my head on the back of the couch,
�That he is.� No way, no way was I going to allow myself to start dreaming about Nick Carter. Ok, in my dreams when I�m asleep but not while I�m wide awake and thinking it was a possibility.
�You know I think he should be with a mean bitch like you. You�d keep him straight.� I rolled my eyes at her comment, I had heard that before but as much as I adored him, something made me think that we were like night and day. I sighed and cleared my head, IF I saw him he wouldn�t even look at me twice,
�Whatever Chris, I�m not going there with you.� She laughed,
�Come on Quinn, you just have to be aggressive. He likes the girl to make the first move.� I sighed,
�Would you stop it? You�re talking like it�s a possibility. He�s probably a major ass anyway.� I know don�t why I said that. Maybe to make myself feel better about the fact that he wouldn�t want anything to do with me anyway,
�What? You are always coming to his defense. It�s like you think he�s damn near perfect. You have him on this pedestal. What did your e-mail say? That you just see the potential in him to be this great person?� She can�t remember what she had for dinner yesterday but she can remember what I said about Nick Carter.
�Something like that. I have to get going; my food is calling my name.�
�OK sweetie, call me after the show. If you don�t I�ll know you�re either dead or on your knees blowing Carter.� I rolled my eyes but I couldn�t help but laugh at her. She�s such a lady,
�Bye Chris.�
�Bye Quinn.�
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