"Give me a siiiiiign, hit me baby one more time!"

The lights dimmed at the TD Waterhouse Center and the only light source was the spotlight focused on Britney Spears. It was the last concert of her sold-out "Dream Within A Dream Tour" and she had just finished her encore.

Her smiling face and soaked hair plastered the huge screens that hung from the rafters at the arena. "Thank you, Orlando! Goodnight. God bless." The crowd of 13,500 screaming fans cheered and some cried. Britney was an idol in their eyes and this could possibly be the last time they'd be this close to her.

Britney ran to the backstage area and was quickly joined by her personal assistant, Felicia Colon, or affectionately known as Fe by Britney. She handed her a towel and escorted her to the black Escalade waiting to take her back to the hotel. Sitting in the backseat and her bodyguard, Big Rob, in front of her, Britney napped during the short trip. She had planned an evening with her boyfriend and needed to get as much rest as possible. She hadn't seen her boyfriend in 2 weeks and talking on the phone made her heart yearn for him.Thinking about his strong arms and soft lips made her smile. Her sweet memories were interrupted by Fe's voice.

"Brit, we're here. Wake-up...." she whispered in her ear, trying not to startle her.

Fe had been with Britney ever since the beginning. Before the school girl outfit, Rolling Stones covers, and MTV Awards, she had been a mother figure for her since Lynne Spears, Brit's mom, had to stay home most of the time with her little sister, Jamie Lynn. Fe was Brit's rock and good friend. When critics wrote awful rumors about breast implants, Fe was there to comfort her. Deep down inside, Britney was vulnerable and no amount of fame could cover the fact that she was a human being with feelings,too.

But lately, Fe's role in Brit's life was even more important. Ever since her very private break-up with hunky Justin Timberlake, Brit was constantly leaning on Fe's shoulder. They haven't publicly announced their break-up due to the fact that Johnny Wright still wanted to milk off of their romantic interludes. This hurt Britney a lot since she just wanted to get on with her life and stop lying to her fans and family. The only people who knew were Fe, Big Rob, Johnny Wright, and the rest of *NSYNC and their bodyguards.

Fe handed Britney her dark sunglasses, to shield her from any papparazzi at the hotel. Luckily,no one was there. Big Rob walked behind the ladies and escorted them to the elevators and up to their private floor. Once they reached Britney's private suite, Big Rob left to retire for the night at this room across the hall. Fe waited until the door was shut and had "girl talk" with Britney.

"Are you sure you don't want me to go pick him up?", she asked concerned.

"No, Fe, you do so much for me. I just want to be a regular person tonight and hang out with my boyfriend. He's all I've been thinking about these past couple of weeks."

Fe took on a motherly tone,"I know, Brit, I know. But I'm just looking out for you. Don't let the cameras catch you."

Brit sighed. They were the reason she no longer had Justin, her sweet J. Ever since they went public over a year ago, their relationship felt strained. They couldn't go anyhwere without being followed. And thats how it happened...........

Britney was getting a pedicure in NYC at Macy's. The pedicurist enjoyed listening to Britney gush over her boyfriend on her cell phone. She didn't want to seem obvious, but the dirty talk made her blush. Then, the TV in the corner of the room caught her eye. Carson Daly was on T R L and said they had an exclusive clip of Justin with a mystery girl. Britney's smile faded and she went silent. Justin was still saying dirty things thru the cell phone and didn't notice anything was wrong. On the TV screen, was Justin and Willa Ford. It showed them dancing, kissing, and Justin caressing her face, the same things he would do with Britney when they were alone.

After a couple of minutes, Justin realized something was wrong."Pinky, are you there? Did I lose you?" "I guess you could say that....." her voice quivered.

"You guess? Did your phone get all staticky or something, babe?"

"Justin, how could you?!" Tears were welling up in her eyes. The pedicurist noticed this and gave Britney a box of Kleenex and left her alone. Britney gave a small smile to the girl, acknowledging her thanks.

"Britney, baby, what did I do? Did I forget our 27 month anniversary??"

"Don't fucking act stupid. I gave you my heart, my soul....and my....my.....body to you and you do this shit. Gawd dammit,Justin Randall!" The tears rolled down her cheeks and how she longed for Fe to be there right now.Her rock, her shoulder to lean on."Put MTV on and see for youself."

Britney listened as Justin flipped thru the channels at his home in Orlando and finally he found MTV. TRL was on and he saw the clip. His jaw dropped. He couldn't believe it. That damn Carson son of a bitch! This was his payback. Willa dumped his ass and came running to Justin. He couldn't help it. A girl so fine, willing to satisfy his needs in one night, not 3 years later like Britney. Willa was so experienced and knew how to flaunt her sexuality and mean it. She wasn't a tease. She aimed to please and did she ever please Justin.

"Britney, I can explain."

"I'm listening, but make it snappy,' she hissed thru clenched teeth.

"I was missing you and she and Carson got into a fight. Joey and I went to see her perform at the House of Blues last week and then we went to the afterparty. I swear, Joey dragged me. He wanted a piece of her....but she wanted me instead."

"My Lord, Justin! How pathetic! Some fucking boyband slut bats her eyes and you pull your pants down just like that?" Now Britney was pissed. She could feel the heat rising in her neck.

"She's not a boyband slut, Britney! You wouldn't understand......" He retaliated.

"What? Me not understand? Yes I do. I understand that you'd rather have your cake and eat it,too. I'm hanging up, don't call me EVER and I don't want to see your sorry ass." CLICK. Her cell phone was turned off.

She got up from her chair, put her shoes on, left a nice tip for the pedicurist and ran into the lobby. Fe was there as was Big Rob. Britney had her sunglasses on and told them it was time to go, in between sobs.