I saw NICK CARTER, of the Backstreet Boys, singing karaoke in a bar one block away from my apartment. Nick Carter was the first celebrity I ever cared about. I'm serious.
I had a tiny plastic ring with his face on when I was in 2nd grade. And then, when I was in 8th grade, in field hockey, my team named a maneuver after him: the Carter. It was when you hit the ball between the opponent's legs. I don't know why we did that, but my theory is that we were in love with Nick Carter and would have named our grandmas after him if we were given the chance, and none of us suspected that I would one day be in the same small, darkened room with him, watching him tunefully (surprisingly so; I kind of thought his voice would be ruined after all those years of shooting heroin through his eyeball, but apparently that was Aaron Carter I was thinking of) perform a rendition of some Eagles song.
OMG EAT THAT POPULAR GIRL, YOU ARE SO JEALOUS OF ME EVEN THOUGH YOU WERE WAY MORE POPULAR THAN I WAS IT'S OKAY WE'RE EVEN NOW BECAUSE I'M PRETTY SURE YOU'RE HOOKED ON METH AND I SAW NICK CARTER SO THERE.
Yikes. I'm going to go lie down now.
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Priya, Nick and I were supposed to get married after I opened for him on a national tour... do you think that now that you and he were in the same room together, you could hook that up for me? I promised my 12 year old self. Thanks.
-mariana de la noche
This girl I had a huge crush on in middle school really loved him.
It hurt me deep.
Nick? Blech.
Kevin? Now I'd give him the time of day.
KEVIN?! He was too much man for me. With that goatee and everything, he looked like he'd try to do something scary like touch my breast or try to kiss me. Nick wouldn't do that. Nick would hold my hand. And he would ASK first.
Yes, as a matter of fact, I DID see BSB live, but that was several years after I had formed my innocent version of Nick Carter in my brains. In 8th grade I kind of longed for Nick to take the reins in our relationship and show me love and what it was all about...even if I had no actual idea what that meant.
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