Chapter 3~ The Night Before
"Hello?" Caitlyn answered the phone. "Hello. Is Michelle in, please?" a deep voice inquired. "No, I'm sorry, she's not. May I take a message?" Caitlyn asked. "Please. This is her uncle, Rob Henderson. Could you please ask her to call my cell phone when she gets in?" he asked. "Yes, of course. By the way, thank you so much for getting us the tickets for tomorrow night. We appreciate it so much," Caitlyn told him. "Oh you are quite welcome. I thought of it as an early birthday present to Michelle. I just called to let her know that a limosuine will be picking you girls up tomorrow at four o'clock in front of the Marx/White Building on campus to drive you down here to Louisville," he told Caitlyn. "Oh thank you so much. I will tell Michelle you called and have her call you when she gets back. Take care!" Caitlyn said, almost unable to control herself. "You too. Good-bye." Caitlyn hung up the phone and started jumping up and down. "Woah girl what's up?" Lorie asked walking into the TV room. "You are not going to believe this! Michelle's uncle is sending a limo for us tomorrow!" Caitlyn yelled, still bouncing uncontrollably. "Cool," Lorie commented. Lorie knew Michelle's uncle was loaded, and she was completely grateful for everything he had done for them, but she wasn't suprised when the word "limo" came from Caitlyn's mouth. The girls decided to go into their rooms and pick out their outfits for the next night. After much deliberation, Lorie decided on a pair or tight black hip huggers and a hot pink tube top, just short enough to reveal her blue belly ring. Caitlyn chose a short black skirt and a very low cut purple shirt, making sure she would be able to reveal her cleavage the next night. When Michelle finally got home, she had three bags from the mall and a smile plastered on her face. "What's up, Michelle?" Lorie asked. "I got a new outfit for tomorrow night," Michelle announced as she whipped out a pair of leather pants and a red piece of cloth. Well, that's what it looked like. It was the front of what could be called a shirt with three tiny strings that tied around the back and a tiny string you tied around the neck. "Michelle? Conserved little Michelle going REVEALING to a PUBLIC event?" Caitlyn said, pretending to be astonished. "Shut up, Lyn! I am going to look GOOD for Mr. Brian Littrell tomorrow night!" Michelle said. They all burst into giggles, knowing that they each had a "boy" to impress the following night. They all fell asleep that night dreaming about the Backstreet Boys, and wishing for things that they hoped would come true the next night.
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