It was September 11th…
My dad and I just arrived from Mexico. We took a quick trip to Texas to visit our family and like a birthday present, he bought me tickets for a Jonas Brothers concert.
I was really excited about the concert; it was my first one in the USA…
When we got off the plane and when we got all of our stuff we started looking for my aunt, she was supposed to be waiting for us…
“Hey! There you are! I’ve been looking for you all around!” an annoyed voice said behind us, making me shiver a little.
“Oh. I’m sorry Miriam; it took us a while to get our suitcases.” My dad said facing her.
“Hi, sweetheart! How are you?” she asked me with a fake smile.
“Fine, thanks.” I replied. I didn’t really like my aunt, I’ve always thought she’s just so… hypocrite.
“Well, let’s see… What do you want to do first? Go pick up your tickets, get something to eat or just go to your hotel and check-in?” she asked staring at my dad again.
“Tickets!” I screamed.
My dad smiled looking at me.
“You don’t like to wait, huh?” My aunt told me.
“I’m just a little too excited.” I replied blushing. I wasn’t ashamed to tell everyone that I was a JB fan, but I knew that sometimes I could be annoying.
“Let’s go to the Pavilion, then.”
We got into my aunt’s car and rode for a while through Woodlands’ streets. When we were at the Pavilion, my dad was the one who got off the car and asked at the gate for our tickets. My aunt and I just waited…
“So… do you like JB?” she asked.
“Yeah, since 2006,” I replied looking at the window, trying to ignore that angry feeling I had when she was talking to me.
“Wow, four years… Don’t you get bored?”
“No,” I said shaking my head.
My dad came back in that moment, just as I was about to give her a killing look because of her question.
“Here is your present,” he told me handing out our tickets.
“Yay!” I said with excitement and I took them with both hands, just as a child does with a new toy.
My dad fastened his seat belt and we headed to our hotel.
“So… If your birthday is on July, why are you here when it’s September?” My aunt commented.
“Well, this concert was supposed to be on July but plans changed, you know?” I said.
The rest of the ride was silent. I think my aunt could feel my dislike for her; I couldn’t keep it to myself. I show my feelings anytime, it's the way I am.
“I guess I’ll see you later.” My aunt said when we were at the hotel.
“Thanks,” my dad and I replied in unison.
We got in and did the check-in. It wasn’t the most expensive hotel, but it was comfortable. We got one of the smallest rooms because it was just the two of us. My mom had to work and my brother was in school already.
“Hey, dad. Do you think we can go to Starbucks?” I asked.
“Why? We just arrived, let me rest a little.” He sighed.
“Fine. I think I’m going to walk around the hotel then, is that okay?” I asked, but he was lying on the bed with his eyes closed… sleeping.
I took the key, closed the door silently and walked down the hall. When I got to the lobby, I stood there as if waiting for someone but I was just thinking about my concert… Yes! I had Over Obsessive Jonas Brothers Disorder!
I smiled to myself just by the thought of getting a chance to meet one of them. It would be the most amazing thing I could ever experience. No. Wait. The most amazing thing that I could ever experience… would be getting the chance to be part of their life!
Yeah… I’m weird and I like to dream! That’s just me.
After some daydreaming, I decided to go to the room and check if my dad was awake...
He wasn't. He was really tired I guessed, so maybe we could get some coffee the day after.
I put my headphones on and fell asleep almost immediately.