Lindsay Anderson

Jana Lindsay Anderson

Getting ready for my concert in my home-town that starts in one hour, I have mixed feelings. While I am excited about reuniting with my parents, I am not so sure about how I feel about seeing my best friend/ secret love interest, Ian. Before I left for tour in June he said some nasty things to me, which caused me to not talk to him all summer. Maybe it is because of what was said, or the fact that I never really acknowl-edged my feelings, but what happen-ed still hurts. Before I know what is happen-ing, there is a knock on my dressing room door. Opening it, I gasp, Standing in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers in his hand is Ian!