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Here is my new FF!
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Chapter 1
"Ugh, Mel I really hate this job. It basically defines torture." I started to moan to one of my bestfriends and yes co-workers Melissa. We've been working at this popular venue in New York City for a few months now. Madison Square Garden. It gets extremely busy, but lets just say it’s not our dream job. And basically, it was only a job to keep us busy and get out of our parents hair. There were three of us. Melissa, Heather, and I. We’ve known each other since we were born. I’m fourteen, Melissa is nineteen, and Heather is seventeen. Yes, I’m the baby of the group. I always have been. We’ve been bestfriends ever since I could remember.
“I know you do, Ash but we have to pay for those Jonas tickets somehow, after awhile it gets expensive!” I looked at Melissa with a scattered look. She was right, after awhile they were starting to get pricey.
“Well, when I marry Nick J we won’t have to pay anymore.” Melissa and Heather began to burst out in giggles. “Puh-lease Ashley, that’s like saying I’m the queen of England.” Heather piped in. Heathers always been the loud obnoxious one. But yet Melissa and I were always a tad jealous of her. She was gorgeous, blonde hair, gorgeous skin. We all wanted to look like Heather. She may act shy at times, but eventually she grows on you like you wouldn’t believe.
All three of us shared one office, working together. We would work on scheduling musicians at MSG. Normally, they would come to us and we would just write down the date they wanted, and publicize it to the community. Madison Square Garden is a huge venue known around the world, so we basically get a range of all different artists. We had three computers that each of us worked on. Of course, mine was the slowest, so Heather and Melissa were always there to sit there and laugh at me curse at the computer. Like it was actually going to hear me huh?
“Oh..My..God..” I flung up from my computer chair, nearly falling flat on my face. I couldn’t believe what my eyes were reading.
“HEATHER, MELISSA!” I started screaming for them. No way was this true. “The..The..The..Them..It..The AHH” I started to scream. “SPIT IT OUT BEFORE I SMACK YOU ACROSS THE FACE” Melissa blurted back to me.
“The Jonas Brothers. Here. Performing.” I started to catch my breath and relax more. “OH MY GOD NO WAY.” We all started to jump up and down hugging each other.
“That just made this job, twenty times better.”
