“Rise and shine sleepy heads and get you ass to work! I’m gonna start you day off nice and up beat with those oh so scrunpcious men from N Sync! Heres ‘It’s Gonna Be Me’ on Mix 97.7” Evonne introduced before cueing up the song.
“Hey Lance! You guys are on the radio!” Sabina said throwing the covers over the side of her bunk and jumping into Lances. “Baby! Just one more performance and well be done! We can do anything you want befor you go home.” He said sitting up and pulling sabina onto his lap.
“So we should get dressed and go!” JC said as he snacthed open the curtains giving Lances bunk privacy. He lifted Sabina off of his lap and walked to the bathroom. He opened the door, walked in filled a glass with water, picked up a bottle and closed the door behind him. As he looked at the bottle, Kyla opened the door pushing Lance across the bathroom. “Oh my God! Lance I’m sorry I thought I might have ran across something Sabina might not have wanted me to see! What are those?” She asked curiously turning the bottle in his hand. “OH! Nothing!” He said yanking the bottle away and pushing it deep into his bag. “Just some antibiotics I had to take when I had the flu.!” He said fumbling around in his overnight bag for his razors and shaving cream“Alright” Kyla said suspiciously while turning and walking back to her bunk. Lance reached into his bag, grabbing his pills and locking the door. “We can’t all be as happy as you, now can we Kyla?” Lance said rolling his eyes and swallowing two of the pills. Stepping into the shower, he tossed his pills back into his bag with his other stuff.
“Who were you talking to in there?” Justin asked, a puzzled look on his face. “Oh, Lance. I asked him about his medicine. He said that he was still taking his flu medicne, but knowing Lance, I’m surprised it’s not Viagra, he’s so damn happy all the time.” she answered puling him out of his bunk and reaching up to run her long skinny fingers through his curly brown hair.” You have to go.” She said looking into his deep blue eyes, and unwillingly pushing him away to get dressed for the show.
“ I was such a fool, I couldn’t see it, just how good you were to me oh yea.You confessed your love, undying devotion and I confessed my need to be free.” Justin sang in to his microphone subconsciously thinking about Kyla again, but running his eyes over the fans. Something he seen made his thoughts fade, and his facial expression fall. As a few people followed his gaze, gasps came from one small area, scaring eyeryone stiff. Lance’s face went blank as he walked over to the edge of the stage to get Wes and Mike. The boys only heard bits and peices of the Backstreet Boy fan and Kevin’s protest.
“I’ll shoot her, Kevin. I’ll kill her!” she screamed digging th ecold metal gum into madison;s vare side, making her scream out in pain. “Shut up. You do that again and you won’t EVER see daylight anymore.” the fan ordered, pulling her head back by her hair. “Please don:t hurt her. I’ll do anything! Just tell me what you want and You’ll have it! Just please don’t hurt her. Shes my girlfriend.”
“God! Kevin, don’t yoy get it? Thats why shes dying.” “What do you want from us? Anything!” “Don’t you get it Kevin? I want to be your girlfriend. Thats why Madison is dying! I want us to grow up togeather. I want you to father my children.”
Kevin’s face went compleatly blank. “That waesent fast enough Kevin Richardson!!!” “What do-”