"Hurry up, we gotta get there before it closes! That's in twenty minutes, Neely!" Brianna yelled, becoming extremely impatient.
"I'm coming!" Neely yelled in returned, rushing into the kitchen to bump into her closest friend. "God, sorry," she said as her hand lingered the throbbing bump on her head.
"Let's go," Brianna said, pulling Neely out of the house and into her car. "Seventeen minutes, seventeen minutes, seventeen minutes!" she cried, quickly starting the car and slamming her foot on the gas.
Between her insane giggles, Neely yelled, "slow down, Bree! We're gonna end up crashing!"
A few minutes later, they were safely pulled into the parking lot to the building, in one piece. They rushed in to be surrounded by a sea of girls, some crying, some screaming, some looking like they would faint.
"What the hell is this?" Brianna yelled over the noise. She received a shrug from Neely before she ran into the crowd, rushing up to the front. Neely followed closely behind.
"Omigod!" Neely gasped, once they were at the front of the bustle. "It's the Backstreet Boys!"
Chapter 2
