“But they have to be in Oklahoma for another concert tomorrow,” I told my mother.

“Well,” she said, “As long as they said it’s okay, I’ll give you a few days to stay with the Jonas Brothers. Give me Kevin’s cell phone number, and I’ll call you later.”

“Thank you!” I yelped. I gave her the phone number and said good bye.

I went back into the living room. “My mom said she’s gonna call me in a couple days. Is that okay?”

“Yeah, that’s fine. We have plenty of room in the tour bus,” Mr. Jonas said.

“Oh my God! Thank you so much!” I hugged Nick.

Soon after, we had to leave to get to the concert.

We stayed backstage for about an hour, while to boys got their hair done and their outfits on. Then, a guard took me to my seat in the concert hall. My front row seat.

The concert was unbelievable! Their voices were so amazing (as always, but they sounded even better live.) Every girl there was going insane. But considering I was traveling with the band, my insanity was toned down a bit.