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Jonas Brothers: Part Five

I sat on the couch with the remote in hand. Ah, channel surfing was always fun. Especially when nothing good is on. All of a sudden, the door bell rang. It had to be Allison, but it was only four o’ clock. The concert wasn’t supposed to start for another two hours. I got up from the couch and answered the door.
“Hey girlfriend!” said Allison, covered from head to toe in Jonas Brothers Merchandise.
“Hi,” I replied. This night was going to be interesting.
“Do you like it?”
“Like what?”
“My shirt,”. I glanced down and looked at Allison’s shirt. What a surprise! All of their faces, outlined with sequins.
“Oh cool,”.
“I made it myself!” I nodded as Allison started to rummage through her Jonas Brothers messenger bag.
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Nothing, here,” she said, handing me a matching shirt, but twice the amount of sequins. I smiled.
“Thanks,”.
“No problamo! That’s just the way I roll! Haha get it?” I nodded.
“Now, let’s get going we don’t want to be late!”
“But it’s only four o’clock…never mind,”.

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