Lisa was quietly dancing to herself until she saw a tall blond headed guy standing at the edge of the dance floor. Walking towards him slowly, she noticed that his face looked familiar but couldn’t think of who he was. Licking her lips seductively she smiled,
“Hey sexy want to dance?”
“Huh? What?” The guy grinned, looking down at her.
“You want to dance?” Lisa repeated herself, looking him up and down in his khaki wide leg jeans and white shirt.
“Um…sure.” The man replied, as Lisa grabbed his hand and pulled him out on the dance floor. Dancing in front of each other, she kept staring at his big ocean-like blue eyes. Then she realized who it was.
“Hey, your Nick Cart…”
“Shh. You’re the first one to notice.” Nick butted in, putting his hand over her mouth.
“Oh ok. I won’t say anything.” Lisa laughed at how worried the one the only Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys was.
“Ok good. This is my time off and I don’t feel like…”
“I know what you’re saying.” Lisa smiled happily, noticing that he looked even hotter in person.
“So now you know my name what’s yours?” Nick grinned slyly, starting to like this girl that he didn’t even know.
“Its Lisa.” She giggled, slightly.
“Nice name.” Nick whispered into Lisa’s ear. “Could I have your number?”
“Sure.” Lisa replied, as Nick grabbed a hold of Lisa’s hand and led her over to the booth where he saw Kevin.
“Hi, Nick meet Stephanie.” Kevin introduced.
“Hi Stephanie.” Nick said, shaking Stephanie’s hand.
“Hi Nick…. Hi Lisa.” Stephanie waved, noticing her best friend behind Nick.
“Hi Stephanie.” Lisa laughed, sitting down next to her.
“Where’s A.J?” Kevin wondered, as Lisa grabbed a small napkin off the table and began to write down her number.
“Um…he was dancing with a blond chick.” Nick replied, taking the folded napkin from Lisa.
“Really.” Stephanie smirked, thinking that that blond could be Theresa.
“Yeah, she looked familiar but I couldn’t tell you who she was.” Nick exclaimed.
-20 minutes later-
Theresa and A.J had finished dancing together and then split to get something to drink.
“Do you want anything?” A.J asked grabbing the glass of coke that he had ordered.
“No that’s cool, but hey I’ve gotta go cause Justin’s looking for me.” Theresa frowned writing her phone number on an old chewing gum wrapper she found in her purse. “Here’s my number.”
“Thanks, I’ll call you sometime.” A.J confessed stuffing the number in his blue jean pocket.
“Bye.” Theresa waved.
“Bye.” A.J waved back, watching her climb into Justin’s arms and kissing him passionately on the lips.
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