“Stop fidgeting!” I commanded. Dizzy was wiggling all over the place. She had checked the mirror about five times. My mom was laughing at her.
“Dizzy, honey, you look beautiful. They are just normal boys. They’ll love you.” My mom said to her.
She nodded but grabbed at the mirror in my hand one more time. Dizzy was fast, but I was faster. I pulled it away in one quick movement and then hit her lightly over the head with it.
“Mirror, mirror on the wall…” I said in a sing-song voice. She laughed at me and snatched it. After one more fixing of her side swept bangs she gave it back to me.
We pulled up to the colieseum and I literally jumped out of the car. It didn’t hit me until now how much I had missed the Dalton’s.
We walked to one of the doors and handed the guard the backstage passes to inspect. He lead my mom, Dizzy and me to the inside of the colieseum. It was about three hours before the show, meaning they would just be bumming around. My heart was pounding. We walked in and I saw them.