Fifteen minutes until the concert! Everyone is excited. You look around at the fans. A good percentage have bought hanson T-shirts. At least a third of them are holding signs or have written on their arms legs and faces. One girl is holding a sign that says

"TAYLOR: When the time comes, please father my child!"

Another is holding a sign that says

"Here's the love!"

Way back on the hill, a group of six collage guys have written the letters of HANSON on their chests, and MMMBOP on their backs, and are leading a "hanson, hanson, hanson" chant.

Further towards the back, security guards are trying to keep people from standing on their seats. Everyone is screaming. Everyone is excited. Everyone is waiting.

6:59

The "hanson" chant had gotten louder and faster. The crowd had gotten more excited. A man walks on-stage. The screaming is so loud, when it finally dies down, your ears are ringing.

"Hi" the man says into the mike. The wave of screams start up again. "Now listen..." ...more screams..."LISTEN"...more screams... " SHUT UP " ...the shrieks and cheers only get louder, and the man gives up, and yells over the noise as well as he can. "Here's Hanson!" He looks relieved to rush of the stage.

The three guys bound onto the stage. Isaac, Taylor and Zac. They stand back, and pan over the audience. You would think that they'd be used to this by now, but the look amazed. Taylor says something into the mike, but you have no clue what. No one seams to care. He shrugs towards his brothers. Isaac fiddles with something on the side of the microphone, and speaks. He's a lot louder then Taylor had been. "You're going to have to quiet down a little! We can't hear ourselves!" The crowd quiets down a little, and Taylor takes over the mike again.

"How many of you have the CD?" Almost everyone screams and raises their hands.

The boys pick up their instruments and jump into MMMBop. The whole crowd MMMBops with them. You sing at the top of your lungs, and dance along. You're having the time of your life.

8:00 PM

The concert is over. Before walking off stage Taylor pours some water over people in the front row, and Zac bends down and lets some girls grab at his hands. You wish you hadn't traded seats with the girl. Your ears are ringing, and your throat is sore. Your exhausted, but you'd go through the concert again in a second. You can't wait to tell your parents about it.

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