gosh. I would’ve died.
“Damn, girl, what were you being seen for?” Jo Jo jokes.
“Only a cold, but I wonder who he was examining before me.” She chuckles.
“That’s hilarious,” Steph says, as she laughs. Amy and Keesh are laughing too, and nodding their heads.
“That was a good one.” I continue to chuckle. We all go back to our nails, pausing every time JoJo comes on with another story.
“Hey...have you guys ever seen JoJo?” Steph asks.
“Oh, my gosh, yes,” Amy replies, with excitement.
“He is so freakin’ hot,” Keesh says.
“Totally. I wonder how old he is. He looks so young. Too bad he’s not our age,” I add, raising my brow.
“Who cares? He’s damn good to look at,” Keesh responds, with a giggle.
“I wonder what Fat Daniel and Karli are gonna do tonight?” Steph says, as she files away.
“Did you guys hear the one last night?” I ask.
Amy is already laughing, and blurts out, “Yeah, it was freakin’ funny. I wanna take a field trip to UCLA now.”
“What happened? I missed it,” Keesh questions.
“It was a Hump Night.” The girls are staring at me with anticipation. “They went to UCLA and Fat Daniel pulled down his pants to fake hump a statue of a naked lady. What’s even funnier is the statue is... upside down .” I pause because I’m giggling so much. “Picture it. Hmm...I’m thinking it probably looked like a number...possibly a sixty-nine...ha ha.”
“So, is your mom still stalking Ryan or what?” Amy asks.
“Pretty much. This morning she was giving me the low down on all the celebrity gossip...because you know, ‘Ryan says,’” I say, mocking my mother. Since Seacrest took over the morning show, my mom has become infatuated with listening. She begins every morning with “Ryan says....” She definitely has a major crush on him. She goes throughout her day talking about Ryan and Ellen, and what they had to say as if they’re her real friends. My dad says it’s like an affair—an on-air affair. I doubt my dad has to worry about Ryan whisking Mom away anytime soon.
“Yeah, well the only thing my mom loves more than Seacrest right now, is New Kids on the Block,” Keesh says, rolling her eyes.
“No kidding, my mom’s been going crazy since they came back. I can’t believe our moms camped out like little girls just to get their autographs,” I add.
“I know, that was nuts. How long did they wait? Like over twenty-four hours, right? Your mom invited my mom and she was devastated she couldn’t go. You would’ve thought the world was ending with the way she went on. Then, your mom came back with a picture with what’s his name...” Steph pauses to think.
“Danny.” I fill in the story.
“Yeah, him. She wanted to cry ’cause she didn’t get a pic with the one with the blue eyes. It’s crazy,” Steph snickers, shaking her head. “You know they already have tickets to every concert in the area already?”
Keesh and I nod. Our mothers are lunatics. I don’t think I’d ever go insane over a boy band like they are.
“Wanna know what’s even crazier? My mom created this virtual city on the guy’s website called Dannytown or something. She says all the Danny girls go there and they have official addresses in this make-believe town. They’re nuts. They even made T-shirts for crying out loud.” I can’t believe I just admitted that about my own mother.
“Yeah, I think all the women call their fanaticism Obsessive Compulsive New Kids Disorder.” Steph tries to sound clinical and then bursts out with the giggles. We all pause, look at each other, and bust up laughing.
Amy finally says, “Okay, your moms are psycho. My mom actually downloaded them on her iPod...but I don’t think she has this disorder or whatever.” She chuckles. “They have some pretty good beats though. I like dancing to it.”
Amy’s right, they do have some smooth dancing songs. And if it makes my mom happy, then I guess it’s all good. It’s just