"Dang, why can't that guy just leave me alone?" Averi shouted, more to herself, than anyone else, as she slammed the front door to her house.
"I'm thinking you mean Brian," her sister Lara said with a knowing look,"Y'know Averi, why can't you just give the guy a chance? It really cannot be that bad!"
"Why the heck should I?" Averi spat out, obviously disgusted, "I never would have back in highschool, so why should I do it, now?"
"Oh, come on!" Lara urged, "I would!"
"Yeah, well, he doesn't like 'you', does he?" Averi answered, with a smirk, as she started up the stairs,"So too bad, too sad."
~*~
"Ain't no party, like a Backstreet Party, cause a Backstreet Party... has Babes!" AJ McLean sang, as he stepped into the grand ballroom of the swanky Mayfield Plaza, where the guys were celebrating the release of their new single, Show me the meaning.
AJ began dancing, with strange gyrations and jumps, moving himself through the hall. He acquired much attention with his Sherlock Holmes inspired hat, dress pants, four sizes too big, and a sequined shirt, completely unbuttoned.
"There ain't no party like a Backstreet Party." he sang on, as he saw his best friend Howie Dorough.
Howie, like most the the men in the room, wore a casual suit, and he looked Aj over a few times. Then, all of a sudden, Howie began to laugh. He laughed and laughed, almost bursting into tears.
AJ, surprisingly, quite offended, stormed off, a cloud falling over his sunny good mood.
Go...
