JC's Story: Chapter 1



Joey was started to get impatient. All the guys had decided to go out to the tennis courts and hit some tennis balls together. They had rented one court and now that seemed like a mistake. Justin and Chris had begun a match and they were still going at it, trying to beat each other out.
"Ha!!!! Didn't get me that time, Chris!" Justin screamed, wacking the ball back over the net.
"Well, better watch out for this one, buddy! I'm the master at playing tennis!" Chris yelled, using all his strength and hitting the ball over the net. Justin easily returned it. He smiled slyly.
Joey sighed and sat down on a bench beside Lance. "I wonder if we'll ever get to play," Joey mumbled to him.
"Huh?" Lance said looking up. He looked confused.
"Never mind."
All of sudden, Chris screamed cause the ball dropped down beside him. Justin started laughing hysterically,"Some master you are!"

JC watched this from the snack bar. He was starving.
"Hi, may I take your order?" a voice called above him
He looked up and gasped,"Um...yea."
The waitress smiled at him and pushed a piece of her blond hair behind her ear. "What would you like?"
'Besides you, nothing,' he thought to himself, then said aloud, "A cheeseburger and a coke, please." She nodded. He looked down at his glass of water and thought she left. 'Geez, she's hot.' he mumbled.
" Hot?" JC looked up and his face turned bright red. She was still there, setting the table. Her pretty face lit up,"Thanks, that's sweet." He felt like dying, he was so embarrased. She looked at him, waiting to see if he was going to anything. "Hey, it's okay. Don't be embarrased, JC."
He looked surprised,"You know who I am?"
She laughed,"No, I don't. You're just that gorgeous guy that sings and dances with four other guys that tour all over the world and are admired by a lot of girls."
His face flushed,"Sorry."
She smiled and went to go place his order. JC was still really embarrassed, yet he was also happy. This girl seemed really nice and he wanted to get to know her better. Really.

Joey spun his racket around, bored. Justin was beating Chris in the game. But, Chris didn't want to give up. "Come on man, you know when you're beat and you're beat!" Justin called.
"It's not over, yet!" Chris said, tossing the ball up and hitting it over the net. Justin ran over and hit it back over. It flew over Chris's head. "Not fair! I'm too short. This isn't a fair game!" Chris whined. Justin rolled his eyes. Joey stood up and walked off the court. He was going to look for some cute girls. Lance just sat there, lost in another world.
"Here's your coke," the girl said, putting down on the table.
JC smiled and asked,"What's your name?"
"Samantha. But you can call me Sam."
"Have you ever been to one of our concerts?"
"No, I haven't. I want to, though." she said, shyly.

It was Justin's turn to serve. He whacked the ball over the net. "ACE!!!" he screamed, when it sailed by Chris. He made a face and saw red. He was getting fed up with Justin beating him. Justin hit another ball over and Chris aimed it right at Justin. The ball hit him in the stomach. Justin cried out and doubled over. Chris was about to laugh, than realised what he just did. He ran over to the other side of the court. Lance finally snapped out of his world and ran over to Justin, too.

JC and Sam heard someone cry out, than start screaming. They looked over to the court and there was Justin, bent over like he was in major pain. JC stood up and ran down to the court, Sam followed. "You did that on purpose, Kirkpatrick!" Justin screamed. He sat down on the court.
"No, I didn't! I swear..."
JC reached them. "Justin, what happened?" He reached out his hand to help him up.
"He aimed the ball right at my stomach to hurt me. You're such a sore loser, man."
"Ok, I'll admit it. I did that on purpose."
"What?!?!?" Lance cried.
"It's true. I'm sorry," Chris said, sincerly.
Justin shook his head,"Don't you ever do that again! It hurts! I'll forgive you, if you do something for me."
"Anything."
"Repeat after me. I Chris." JC and Sam started laughing.
"Um...I Chris."
"Am a sore loser."
"Am a sore loser."
"Who can not stand to be beat." Justin smiled, saying this.
"Who can not stand to be beat."
"By Justin."
"By Justin."
"Who may be younger, but is a much better athlete."
Chris snorted, but said it anyway," who may be younger, but is a much better athlete."
"And who will always continue to whoop my butt in tennis because he is better, smarter, and cuter than me!"
Chris mumbled that statment again.
"Ok, you're forgiven." Everyone started laughing. Joey came up behind them a little confused,"Can I play now?" They all nodded.
"JC, want to play a game?"
"Sorry, man. I ordered some food from the snack bar." JC smiled at them all and took Sam's arm to go back to his table.
"Your friends are so hilarious," Sam said.
JC grinned and gazed at her. She was watching Lance and Joey play. He had just met her, but had found out that he was drawn to her, like he didn't want to leave her side.
"Samantha! We have other customers!" a voice cried out. She yelped in surprise and ran off to the other tables. JC watched her go and felt his heart flutter.

Joey and Lance were having a much more peaceful match. They didn't care about who won. While, Chris and Justin were competing yet again. They were arguing about which girls would either look at or smile at them. Justin was winning and as usual Chris was getting mad. The score was 7-3.

"Here you go, JC. A cheeseburger and some fries. Do you want anything else?" Sam placed the meal on the table.
Of course, he couldn't say what he really wanted, which was her, so he just asked,"Can you join me?"
She smiled wistfully,"I want to, I really do, but I have to work."
"When's your break?"
"I'm off in 3 hours."
"Ok, I'll wait until then," JC said casually.
Sam looked surprised,"To eat with me?"
"Yes, but more like to be with you."
Sam panicked inside. She pretended like didn't hear that and she smiled and walked off.

Time passed and JC and the guys played one huge game of tennis and waited for Samantha to get off work. Justin whacked the ball over the net, and Lance returned it. It was Justin and Chris vs. Joey, Lance, and JC. They made Justin and Chris be on the same team, so there wouldn't be any fights. It was still a mistake. Justin went to go return the ball, but it went into the net. "JUSTIN!!!! YOU'RE SUPOSSED TO HIT IT OVER THE NET!" Chris screamed.
Justin gave him a dirty look,"I wouldn't talk, man. Didn't you just hit the ball over the fence? At least I keep it on the court." They glared at each other. "Why do I have to be on his team?" Justin whined.
"Um... guys, come one it's just a game," Joey called.
Chris shook his head and served the ball over the net. Everyone missed it. "Whoa, Chris! You rock! I'm so glad we're on the same team!" Justin called and went over to Chris. He was smiling. JC rolled his eyes.
"I know man, we make the best team!" Chris said, smugly. They kept on playing and Chris accidently hit the ball over the fence again. Justin's mouth dropped open,"Um...you know the object is to keep the ball on the court, or do I have to keep reminding you of that?"
Chris dropped his racket and walked over to Justin,"I swear, why are we on the same team? You are making me so mad!" He pointed his index finger in Justin's face.
Justin grabbed it,"Watch where you're pointing that thing, shorty."
"Shorty?!?!?!?" Chris was about to scream something when Sam walked onto the court.

Chapter 2
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