"Dawn, do you think I should bring my Old Navy jeans or my lei's? (hehe) Theresa, a tall dark brown haired girl asked.
"I dunnno. Bring both." Dawn suggested.
"I don't have room for both, besides it's summer and I won't need two pairs." Theresa reasoned.
Dawn examined the two pairs of jeans Theresa was holding up. "Old Navy." Dawn told her. "Nick would like them."
"Ooooohh, I hope so!" Theresa said excited. Theresa absolutely loved Nick, while Dawn was majorly gaa-gaa over Brian. "Hey…wouldn't that be cool if we met them?" Theresa imagined. Theresa was always imagining crazy and insane things.
"Yeah, now hurry up, we still have to go to my house and pack my stuff too." Dawn reminded.
"We've got tons of time." Theresa said annoyed.
"No, we kind of don't. It's already six 'o clock, we're leaving tomorrow morning."
"Okay, okay, I'll hurry." Theresa threw her colorful beach towel, two bikinis, five pairs of shorts and various tank tops into her large ivory suitcase. She also threw in her Monkees pajamas, that were identical to Dawn's. She put her shampoo, soap, makeup, brushes, and lots of lotion into her little ivory makeup case that matched her suitcase, along with some Backstreet Boys magazines, notebooks, and some pens. When Theresa was finally finished packing, her and Dawn slipped on their shoes and ran across the yards that separated Dawn and Theresa's houses. It was a beautiful June evening, but even though it was 6:30 it wasn't dark, since it was summer. They lived in a fairly new subdivision, that was about seven years old. Theresa and Dawn had been friends since Dawn was born, one and a half years after Theresa. The girls lived next door to each other when they lived in another town. They entered Dawn's house. It was a new house, a tan two story. Everything had a place in her house, unlike Theresa's where everything just sat anywhere. Dawn and Theresa ran up the stairs to Dawn's room. Dawn had a nice room with fluffy pink carpet, yellow walls, with black and white curtains and a comforter to match. She had one wall completely covered in Backstreet Boys and Aaron Carter posters, two Backstreet Boys and one Aaron Carter calendar. Dawn pulled her large blue adidas bag out from under her bed. She quickly packed all of her shorts, tank tops, swimming suits, a towel, and her Monkees pajamas into it.
"See? I know how to pack fast." Dawn bragged.
"Oh, shut up." Theresa sighed. "I like Nick." She added. Dawn hit Theresa in the head with a pillow. 'I like Nick' was becoming one of Theresa's most over-used phrases, and Dawn was getting VERY sick of it.
"Let's go downstairs and watch 'All Access'" Dawn suggested. Theresa agreed and the two girls ran down to the living room, plopped down on the floor and began watching. They also danced along with them for "Everybody," "All I have To Give," "We've Got It Going On," and "As Long As You Love Me." The girls knew the dances inside out since they watched the videos constantly and were always practicing. When the movie was finally over, it was eight 'o clock, so Theresa slipped on her shoes and ran home. It was starting to get chilly out-this was Wisconsin after all. She entered her blue-gray two-story house. She walked into the kitchen, where her parents were making lists of things to bring. Her two little brothers, Joe and Jake were watching 'The Simpsons.' Theresa plopped down on the couch.
"Hello, Smithers, you're quite good at turning me on." Theresa's 14 year old brother Joe said, doing an impression of Mr. Burns (on the Simpsons). At about nine 'o clock, Theresa went upstairs to go to bed. She put on her Backstreet Boys shirt, and her Backstreet boxers. She flipped on her Backstreet Boys CD, and put on her favorite song-number five (all i have to give) on repeat. She set her alarm clock for five 'o clock the next morning, since their flight left at eight.
