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  <pubDate>Mon, 03 Oct 2005 00:58:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s Gonna Be Me - By Kaity and Monica</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Chapter 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Next Four Months&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As each day went on, Monica became even more anxious for the concert to come.  One day near the end of summer, Kate received a phone call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hello?”  She said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, hi!  Is Monica there?”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Not at the moment.  This is Kate.  Who is this?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh hey Kate.  This is Justin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Justin?  Oh hey!  School starts the 28th.  Can you believe it?  We’re going to be seniors!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No.  This is Justin.  Justin Timberlake.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh!  That Justin!  Cool.  How are you?”  Kate asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Pretty good.”  He said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well what’s new?”  She asked when Justin didn’t say anything else.  Monica must have given him Kate’s number by mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just wanted to see if the four of us were still on for October.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Heck yeah!” She exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh.  Lance and I pulled a few strings and were able to get some front row seats.  You have to love managers.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cool.  Monica will be happy to hear that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Happy to hear what?”  Monica asked as she entered the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate held her hand over the mouthpiece and said “I’ll tell you in a minute.”  She nodded and sat next to her friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Cool.”  Justin said as Kate turned her attention back to the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I will let her know.  See you in a few months.  Tell Lance I said ‘Hi’.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Will do.  See you then.  Bye”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Bye Justin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate hung up and turned to face Monica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was Justin.”  Kate smiled.  “Guess what he did?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?  Got engaged to someone who can actually stand him?”  She replied sarcastically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No!  Even better.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What could be better than getting rid of Justin?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“How about having front row seats to the sold-out Backstreet Boy concert?”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh!  Oh!  Oh my gosh!  Are you serious, Kate?”  Monica was on the verge of screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.  Justin said that he and Lance managed to pull a few strings.  I guess Justin just wants you to have an great time.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Awww, that’s sweet of him!  I’ll have to remember to give him a big hug for it!”  Monica squealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Meanwhile in Orlando…&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wonder if Monica was around at all?  I should have asked.  Or at least asked Kate for Monica’s phone number.”  Justin thought.  Then he suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey man, are you ready?  The show starts in twenty.  We need to get warmed up.” Said Lance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, ok.  I’m coming.”  Justin closed his cell phone and put it in his pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the two-hour concert, the guys returned to their dressing rooms to get ready to greet the massive group of fans that awaited them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As they began to sign autographs, Justin once again felt disgusted with the way the fans threw themselves him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I wish Monica was here.”  Justin thought.  “These girls treat me like a god.  Monica treats me well, almost like a human.  It sure beats this.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little way down from Justin, Lance stood patiently signing autographs for the many fans who came his way.  After he finished signing a girl’s sleeve, she turned to face him.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know what?” She said. “I didn’t really like those leather pants you wore.  They made your butt look big.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance just stood there for a moment as he mentally repeated what the girl had said.  By the time he looked up the girl had move on and a new fan stood in her place.  She was now fussing over Justin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I thought I looked good in those pants.  Well that’s what Kate said anyway.”  Lance shook his head as if to free him self of those thoughts.  “Why am I caring about what Kate thinks?  I don’t care.  Do I?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;September&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gosh Monica!  I still can’t believe all this is happening!  One month!  One month and I get to see Lance again!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That’s great.”  Said Monica who was more excited about the thought of Nick coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You know what amuses me though?  I mean you know how much Laci and Anna like Lance, right?  I just think it’s funny that they have their lockers covered with pictures of him and yet we’re going to be going out with Lance and Justin in one month!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I know!”  Monica laughed.  “I mean, I’m not really excited about being Justin’s date, but it’s still fun knowing worldwide pop stars!”</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2005 02:58:17 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s Gonna Be Me - By Kaity and Monica</title>
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  <description>Chapter 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well Monica, wasn’t that just the last thing you expected to happen to us tonight?” Kate squealed as they hopped into Monica’s car.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!”  She said with a little less enthusiasm.  “Running into Lance’s cute butt was the last thing I would have expected to do any night!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Hey!  That’s not funny!  Now they all think I’m the only one who thinks that!”  Kate couldn’t help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So what were you and Lance really doing out on the deck?”  Monica asked with a mischievous look on her face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nothing!  He was serious!  All we were doing was looking at the stars!  I’m still not quite sure how we got to the point where his arm was around me.  The next thing I remember was you and Justin walking up behind us.  Why?  What were you thinking?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well when I saw that I figured that he was getting kind of friendly.”  Monica grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well I told you what Lance and I were doing and who cares if you believe me or not.  What I want to know is what you and Justin were doing for those ten minutes when we couldn’t find you.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, I just went to the bathroom and when I came out, Justin was waiting for me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh sure!”  Kate said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What was it!  Honest!  And oh my gosh!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?  What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’ll never guess what this old woman said to me!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“She thought Justin and I were together.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No way!”  Kate exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes way!  She said I was lucky for having a guy who loved me so much!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Justin?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes!”  Can you believe that?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well yeah.  Kind of.  You know he has a crush on you, don’t you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah right!”  Monica laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Really.  You can’t see it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No!  Why would he do a thing like that?  I don’t even like him!  So why on earth would he like me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Duh, Monica!  Maybe that’s why!  You didn’t throw yourself at him the minute you saw him!  And hello!  You are so pretty.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“If you’re saying that then you must be blind.”  Monica rolled her eyes.  “Whatever.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica turned on the radio.  They still had another hour until they got back to Kate’s house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  *  *  * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the cab to come, Justin began talking about the nice evening he had.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Man, Lance!  I would’ve never expected this to happen tonight!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What?” Lance laughed.  “Fall in love?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah.  Wait!  What?  Who said I fell in love?  No way, man!  Why would I like a girl who doesn’t even like me?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Think about it, Justin.  You’re a smart guy.  She doesn’t like you and you really like her.  It’s a classic love story.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh shut up.  I don’t like her.  Well she does have pretty eyes.  And her hair looks really soft.  And when she’s not putting me down, she’s really nice.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“But you don’t like her?”  Lance grinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, yeah.  I guess I do.  But don’t tell the other guys, ok?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Don’t worry, Justin.  Your secret is safe with me.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And don’t worry, your secret is safe with me too.”  Justin replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What secret?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“There’s no use in denying it.  You like Kate, don’t you?  I saw your arm around her.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“That was totally innocent, dude.  I was just pointing out the big dipper.  I like her, yes, but just as a friend.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, whatever you say.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just then the cab drove up.  The driver was a girl in her early twenties.  As soon as Lance and Justin sat in the back, the girl recognized them.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my gosh!  You’re N’Sync!”  She exclaimed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No, I’m Lance and this is Justin.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my gosh!  I know!”  The girl practically yelled in their ears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping his composure Lance said, “Could you take us to the Hilton?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure.  I could take you anywhere!”  The driver responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this time Justin was wishing they’d asked Monica for a ride back to the hotel.  Then they wouldn’t have to endure this girl’s high-pitched shrieking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about fifteen minutes of the girl’s incessant talking, they arrived at the Hilton.  Two signatures and a picture later, Lance and Justin were in an elevator on the way to their rooms.  They now had four and a half hours to sleep.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 08 Jun 2005 03:49:54 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>It&apos;s Gonna Be Me - By Kaity and Monica</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Chapter 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Party of two?” asked the hostess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes” said Monica as the two followed the woman to the open table, still trying to control their laughter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next few minutes after they were seated, their eyes scanned the lovely building. It must’ve seen a place for the old and the rich, cause that’s all that seemed to be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, at another table, there were some guys who really didn’t fit the look of the restaurant either. However, they tried their best to blend in. The group received their drinks, placed their order, and then just sat back listened to all that was going on around them. Suddenly they overheard two girls at the table behind them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Mrs. Timberlake,” Kaitlyn teased, “Did you have fun at the Lance Bass Concert?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sure you enjoyed it!” Monica said laughing. “Enjoying Lance’s cute butt!  Quit calling me Mrs. Timberlake! You know I can’t stand Justin! He’s arrogant, conceited, he sounds really whiney when he sings, and most of all, he looks like a poodle!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the midst of all this Justin was thinking, “Oh great, another deranged fan who puts their first name with my last name.” He wasn’t even paying attention to the fact that the other three were laughing at Lance, who was turning twenty shades of red because of the cute butt comment. As he continued to listen to what the girl was saying he became a bit upset. Just as he had taken a sip of his Root Beer, he heard the girl call him a poodle. He was so shocked that he sprayed his drink all over Lance. He had been called arrogant, conceited, and sure he sounded a little whiney sometimes, but he’d never been called a poodle before! That was it! Justin turned around in his seat and tapped the girl’s shoulder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Monica, that’s not nice! He can’t help it that he has naturally curly hair, and he is kinda cute.” As Kaitlyn said this she looked up and saw none other then Justin Timberlake himself. He didn’t look too happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica looked at Kaitlyn when a confused look appeared on her face, and a slight “oops” escaped her mouth. She was about to ask what was wrong when she felt a strong tap on her shoulder. Turning around to see who was bugging her, she was suddenly face-to-face with Justin Timberlake.  Monica could feel herself starting to blush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Excuse me.” Justin said. “I do not look like a poodle!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh my gosh!” Monica said. “I’m sorry! If I had known you were there I never would have said those things behind your back! I would have gotten up and said it to your face!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“What’s wrong with me?” Justin asked &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You’re not Nick Carter.” Kaitlyn mumbled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh I see.” Justin sneered. “You’re one of those Backward Boy fans.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes I am!” She retaliated. “I am a Backstreet Boy enthusiast! I love Nick Carter. Who has the perfect eyes, hair, and yes he even beats Lance’s butt! Which is more then I can say about you” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey, Chris, and JC chose that moment to start laughing hysterically, and once again Lance was blushing because of the way Monica had mentioned his butt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Man, Justin, you got dissed!!” JC laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“In my professional opinion, Lance you have a very cute butt!” Chris said between giggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Alright guys, that’s enough about my butt,” Lance said with a grin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So y’all went to our concert?” Joey asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Unfortunately” Monica mumbled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaitlyn gave Monica a dirty look then began talking.  “Yes, and I loved it! Especially when Justin tried to rap. Although the black pants was a highlight too!” Kate exclaimed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Kaitlyn was still talking, the five guys joined them in their booth. For some reason unknown to Monica, Justin slid in next to her. Lance sat next to Kaitlyn. JC was next to Justin. Joey was next to Lance. Chris sat down last next to Joey.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Did you enjoy any of the concert?” Lance asked Monica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yes.” She replied. “The end.” However, the hurt expression on Lance’s face made her change her tone. Then she said, “Well, I liked it when you sang ‘This I Promise You’. In spite of myself, that is my favorite song right now. I love the words.” Lance smiled at that comment, and Monica felt better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking over she noticed Justin, and he looked sad too. She rolled her eyes, but once again found herself trying to say something nice to try and fix what she’d done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Justin, you know, in that song you sounded really good, not whiney at all. Oh, I have a question. This is something I was wondering about earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin looked up and nodded as if to give her the “ok” to go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Were you thinking of anyone in particular when you sang that song? You looked like you were about to cry.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin looked up at Monica. She was beautiful. Her curly brown hair reached almost to her waist, and she had the most beautiful hazel eyes he’d ever seen. “Why does she have to be so pretty?” He thought. She’d never like him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was thinking about the image of the girl I love. You know, my dream girl, and how I won’t be able to meet her for a while because I’m on the road so much.” Said Justin, as he suddenly turned quiet. He had this sad, far away look in his eyes. Monica didn’t want to start feeling sorry for the guy. That was the last thing she needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly changing the subject, she said, “Lance, this is my friend Kate, and my name is Monica. I’m sorry if we offended you with our cute butt comments. It’s just hard not to proclaim the truth.” She smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nah, you didn’t offend me.” A red faced Lance replied laughing. “It’s very nice to meet you both.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lance looked at the girl named Kate. She was cute in a childish sort of way. Her medium length brown hair was held back with a scrunchie, and she had warm hazel eyes, that sparkled when she smiled. Her skin was pale and creamy, she reminded Lance of a porcelain doll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Listen y’all. I know we’ve only been here for half an hour, but I’m spent,” Joey said. “I think I want to go back to the hotel now.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC and Chris nodded in agreement, but both Lance and Justin weren’t ready to leave just yet. They wanted to get to know the girls by their side a little better. More importantly, Justin wanted to see if he could change Monica’s mind about him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m not ready to leave you guys,” Justin said. “I want to stay and talk a little longer. The three of you can go back to the hotel with the limo and when Lance and I are done, we’ll call a cab.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, that’s fine by me. Just don’t blame us when you don’t want to get up at 6 o’clock in the morning,” JC said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and Lance just nodded their heads and watched their fellow band mates as they left. Then turning to Lance, Justin said, “Hey, it’s nice night, and I saw a deck outside. Let’s go walk out there.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure” Lance replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You guys go ahead. I’ll meet you out there, I have to stop at the little girl’s room first.” Monica said to the other three. Everyone stood up and began walking towards the deck. As Monica made her way to the bathroom an older lady stopped her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I just wanted to tell you that I’ve been watching you and I think you’re very lucky to have a guy that loves you so much. You know, my Tom had curly hair like that too, but he’s gone now.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monica smiled and thanked the woman. Monica thought for a moment then suddenly realized that they woman had been talking about her and Justin! “Obviously she got here after we did.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin had followed Monica instead of going to the deck with the others.  His head jerked up as he heard what the old woman had said. Was it that transparent that he was already starting to like her? Justin hoped Monica wouldn’t notice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Monica exited the restroom she saw Justin waiting. She walked over to him, smiled, and decided to try and be nice for the rest of the night. “Thanks for waiting for me, although you didn’t really have to,“ She looked up into Justin’s eyes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin looked down at Monica and realized for the first time how small she was. She looked like a child that needed his care. “What? What am I thinking? She doesn’t want my care. She’s probably just tolerating my presence right now” Justin said muttered softly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No problem. I thought it might be easier if I just showed you where the deck was instead of you wandering around trying to find it.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Again, thanks,” She said for lack of better words. When they reached the deck, they paused as they saw Lance’s arm around Kate and the other pointing at the sky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* * * * *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, when Monica ran to the restroom, Lance and Kate went outside. Somewhere on the way out, they lost sight of Justin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kate started looking around. Then as if Lance had read her mind, he said, “Ah, he probably went to find Monica. She might not know the way out here.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh ok” She replied, having no idea what to say to the man standing next to her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yeah, I’m not sure if you realized this, but Justin really likes your friend. I think the fact that she doesn’t like him and could dish back a rude comment when ever he gave her one, really caught his attention.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I hadn’t noticed. I figured he was still upset about the whole poodle thing.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Nah, he’ll get over it. If he hasn’t already.” Lance smiled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good. Wow, isn’t the sky beautiful tonight? Look at all the stars!”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Not as beautiful as you.” He winked. After seeing her surprised look he smiled and said, “Never mind.” Lance put his arm around her and pointed to the sky. You see that constellation? That’s the big dipper.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly footsteps were heard from behind them. “Hey guys!” Called Monica. Lance quickly removed his arm from around Kaitlyn’s shoulder, but they both knew it was too late. Monica and Justin had seen it.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh that was smooth Lance,” Justin teased his friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I was showing her the constellations!” he replied. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh right.  Sure you were.” Monica joined. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“He was!” Kate defended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Whatever,” said Justin as he started laughing then he said to Monica, “Come on, we better leave these two love birds alone.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No no no! Get back here!” Kate said, “We’ve been waiting for you guys to get out here! Don’t go running out on us now!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Right. Let’s go sit at the table over there.” Justin pointed to the table that had a view of the entire city. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“So Justin,” Lance coughed. “Where did you disappear to on the way out here?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Uh, well ya see, I wasn’t sure whether or not Monica knew the way to get out here. So I decided to wait and make sure she didn’t get lost trying to find us all. I was being a gentleman.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knew Justin had stressed that last part for Monica’s sake. Kate saw Justin glance down at Monica and knew what Lance had said was true. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’m sure that Nick is a perfect gentleman.” Monica said dreamily. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What? I am sure he’s NOT!!” said a very frustrated Justin. “Why do I have to keep saying this?  I can do anything better then Nick! Anything!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah?” Replied Monica. “Prove It!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok! Well, how?” Everyone laughed at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“You can go to the Backstreet Boy concert with me.  We’ll see what happens then. I dare you!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well ok, I guess so. It’s a date then?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Sure, but you’ll have to pick up both me and Kate. Oh and she’s got have to have a date too.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Well, Lance I nominate you!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ok, why not?” Lance shrugged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Good. Well I think it’s time for Lance and I to get back to the hotel. We’re pulling out of her in about five hours!” Justin looked down at his watch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”I guess we’ll see you guys in a few months!” Lance briefly hugged Kate and Monica. “I’ll be looking forward to it!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;”Me too&quot; Kate said. &quot;Goodbye Justin. Come on Monica, it’s time for us to be getting home too.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Ok, here Justin, I’ll give you my phone number, so that we can figure out all the details later.” Monica pulled a pen out of her purse and wrote the numbers on his hand. “See you in four months, Justin.”  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I’ll be counting the days,” he whispered as he watched the two girls walk away.</description>
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  <title>It&apos;s Gonna Be Me - By Kaity and Monica</title>
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  <description>&lt;b&gt;Chapter 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Goodnight Denver! We love you!” Justin yelled as he and the rest of *N Sync ran off of the stage at the renowned Mile High Stadium. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the chaos and madness of the crowd, Kaitlyn heard her best friend, Monica say, “Golf-clap everyone!” as she half-heartedly clapped for the band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the millionth time that evening, Kaitlyn elbowed Monica in the side.  Monica is a sold out Backstreet Boy Fan and only came to the *N Sync concert because she insists Kaitlyn made her come.  However, that’s another story.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once finished with her insulting comments, Monica became frustrated. “I hate it when they call us Denver! We’re not all from Denver I hope they know!  Many people come from Colorado Springs too!” A moment later, she stopped talking and took notice to her growling tummy. Looking up to her 5’7 friend she said, “Come on Kate! Let’s get something to eat!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You are my fire. My one desire. Believe when I say. I want it tha-HEY!” yelled Monica, “What was that for!?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Monica look.” Kaitlyn pointed.  There for everyone to see was a shirt that read &quot;*N Sync Rules! BSB Sucks!&quot; As Monica started to walk to the girl, Kaitlyn grabbed her friend by the back of her shirt and asked where she wanted to go for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Man! Can’t these people move any faster! I’m starving!” whined Monica.  Minutes later, the two saw the exit and began wandering through the overcrowded parking lot.  Thankfully they found the car right away. As Monica began to unlock the doors to her white, ’98 Neon, she was thinking about how she wished that this had been a Backstreet Boy Concert. She really liked Nick, and had been waiting ever since last year’s concert for him and the rest of the guys to return. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the next half-hour, Monica and Kaitlyn sat in her car fighting over what music to play as they tried to get out of the parking lot. When they finally reached the stoplight, they heard through the open window a girl asking “…well what about the Backstreet Boys?”  Monica stuck her head out the window and yelled, “Yeah!! Backstreet Boys Rule!!” Leaning over and grabbing her friend&apos;s sleeve, Kaitlyn pulled her back in so she could turn out of the parking lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After another half an hour of playing stop and go at the intersections, they were finally out of the mess. Mission Numero Dos was now underway: Food. They were driving around looking for a place to eat when Monica spoke, “You know what Kate? It’s really a good thing that you stopped me.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Stopped you?” She asked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yeah, you know. I was gonna yell at that girl about that shirt, and who knows what kinda trouble that could have caused!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“No problem. Hey, speaking of clothes..” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh yeah! Girlfriend! Did you see him in those pants!? Lance has a cute butt!!!” The two both started giggling as Kaitlyn gave Monica a look that could’ve only meant “DUH!!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving into the classier part of town, Kate noticed a restaurant. Chez Monique.  &quot;Hmm.  Hey Monica! How ‘bout there? That place looks good, and it even has your name!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“I dunno.” Monica cautiously looked around.  She’d never been in this part of town before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh come on Monica! It shouldn’t be too bad. We just got paid remember?” Kaitlyn grinned at her attempt to make a joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh alright.” Monica laughed as she turned into the parking lot. “We just got paid, huh?” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Yup” Kaitlyn joined Monica in laughter as they both hopped out of the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Booty shaking. All around” Monica danced. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Booties! “ Kaitlyn said.  Her and Monica doubled over in laughter as they opened the door to the restaurant.</description>
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