Leslie was 18 the year that her father took the family to Italy. Leslie had just graduated from high school and as her graduation gift, her family took a 2 week long vacation in a luxurious spa in Italy. The place was amazing. As soon as their plane landed, Leslie could smell the Italian food in the air. She smiled as she saw young couples on romantic cruises in the gondolas. There were men with guitars, violins, and accordions on the street playing sweet, soft music as people walked by hand in hand. This was truly the most romantic place on earth. Leslie took a deep breath, then went to wait for a cab with her family. Her sister Amy gave a look of disgust at the happy couples. Leslie knew that she had just broken up with her boyfriend Jeff. Leslie envied her popularity, but she knew that Amy envied her right now. Leslie didn't know the meaning of having a broken heart like Amy did. The cab arrived and they got in and headed to the spa. Leslie could hardly wait.
As the cab pulled up, Leslie's dad got out and greeted his long time friend and owner of the spa, Mr. Ferraro. Mr. Ferraro helped Leslie, Amy, and their mom out of the car. As they were getting their things from the trunk, a familiar face greeted them. Leslie couldn't believe it, AJ Mclean was standing right there. "Hello," he said smoothly, eyeing Amy up and down. "You ladies look like you could use a hand, so please, allow me." Amy blushed as Aj stared into her eyes and took a bag from her hand.
"So, AJ...what are you doing here?" Amy asked.
"Me and the guys are performing here on Saturday, in return, we get a week here at Mr. Ferraro's lovely spa," AJ replied, flirting the best way he knew how. Leslie only smiled as she watched Amy flirt. They got all the bags to the room and went to dinner. After dinner, there was a big dance in the ball room area. Leslie and the rest of her family went down to watch.
They weren't there long when AJ showed up again. "Well hello there ma'am. May I have this dance?" Amy took AJ's arm and the two went to dance. Leslie stood there a while longer and scanned the crowd. Her eyes stopped on one person in particular. He was about 6'1" and had blonde hair. He was a bit sweaty from dancing and when he turned, Leslie could see the sexiest little pieces of hair that had fallen into his crystal blue eyes. He moved with his dance partner so perfect. Leslie was overwhelmed. She was watching Nick Carter. She had seen him on tv and in videos, but never in person. She wasn't even a huge Backstreet fan, but she did think he was the cutest. And in person, he had this aura about him....it drew you to him. Leslie caught herself staring and turned away. She slowly looked back and noticed the girl he was dancing with. She was beautiful. Her hair was a fiery red color. The two moved so well together... their bodies in synch with the music, as well as each other. Leslie stood there mesmerized by their movements.
Leslie stared in awe forever that night, and after everything was over, she met Amy again and they all went back to their room. Leslie tried to get to sleep but she couldn't get Nick out of her head. She whispered to Amy,"pssst. Amy... Amy..."
Amy raised her head," what ? I'm trying to sleep here." Ignoring the frustration in Amy's voice, Leslie said, "Where are AJ and the guys staying?" Amy answered, "The special suites, across from the massage rooms. But you can't get in, you have to have a special card." Not paying attention to Amy's last statement, Leslie got up and threw some clothes on. She went out and headed for these suites, and hopefully on to find that blonde god she had seen earlier that night....