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Once again, this is all my mind..and personally, this story is just writing itself, so if I can get my butt to updating more, you should have lots of chapters...if you're into it. Thank you all for reading. :)
Chapter 3

She stared after him for a moment, kinda ignoring the fans who seemed to be glaring at her and than finally turned and looked at her friend.

“Amber, you know he sucks at remembering names!” Amber did nothing but shrug and smirk.

“Come on G, we gotta go hunt down the other ladies.” They both stood up, quickly glancing around. It seemed only those who had been crowding around Howie had heard anything, but again, by the glare, it was enough. Although, as she stood there and thought about it, Resa really couldn’t help but beam at the fact that he called her by name. Maybe, it wouldn’t be such a bad cruise after all.


They walked over to their friend’s cabin, seeing their door open and grinned, giving them hugs.

“Took you all long enough?”

“Sorry Su, but we were up on the Lido deck.”

“Where Howie walked right by our table, smiled at me but talked to Resa here, which totally shocked her.”

“Oh, she’s become someone important,” Su said, lightly bumping her shoulder.

“Stop, he just…got lucky. You all know that man can not remember names!”

“True. But G, you know that was not luck.” Resa rolled her eyes at Amber. Howie really took a stab; he just couldn’t have remembered. She has seen him how many times and he never called her by her name, or nick name; just sweetie, or sweetheart or depending on how many drinks, love; although, that was only once. So, this time had to be a fluke, really, she couldn’t believe that he would remember.

“Okay, stop bugging her, let’s go up on the deck; this chick need a drink and badly,” Janet, who was Su’s roommate, said as she stood up. This group of girls had been friends for many years, thanks to that one Backstreet Boy known as Howie.

“Amber here needs to lay off the drinks, or she will be passed out before the boat even leaves the dock.”

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Resa walked around the few floors, kinda groaning at the fact that the sail away party was inside. What was a little rain and wind? She leaned against the wall, her friend currently up a few levels and had left her alone. Of course, this was the main entrance, if you will, to the stair well, so if there was ever a spot to take a picture with one of the guys, this was really it. Although, the party was in full swing and none of the guys had left yet, which made her kinda pout. And of course her annoyance level was shooting through the roof, thanks to all the fans who kept pushing and shoving. Lord was she tempted just to leave for she really had no idea how long she was gonna be able to keep this up.

And right as she was about to turn to walk away, Howie walked out and waved to the crowd, which caused all those girls to surge forward. She groaned as she got pushed with the crowd, causing her to end up right in front. Howie walked by but then stopped and turned to look at her.

“Hey sweetie, quick picture?”

“Oh..,yeah.” She grabbed her phone and handed it to him, smiling as he took it and snapped the pic, giving her a little side hug before waving to the fans again and jumping in the elevator to go up to another floor.

These little things she was not used to. Oh, sure, he would wave to her, or wink, sorta single her out, but to go out of his way like that, that never happened.

She shook her head and tired to shove her way back through the crowd, wanting nothing more than to really call her best friend and explain everything, but she wasn’t on this boat.

Well, so far, she really had been blown away twice, and really, the boat was just leaving the dock. She looked at her phone and smiled as she saw the picture, always loving the glow she saw in his eyes; although a few people told her she was strange, that she was seeing things because he wasn’t always like that.

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2 hours later, after the party had stopped, and after the rain had ceased, Resa was hanging up on the lido deck, her jacket hugged tight against the wind that seemed to be making the boat rock even more. She closed her eyes, trying her best to fight the queasiness of her stomach. She wasn’t a sea sick person, but when the waves were that bad, she always had issues. She groaned as a rather big wave hit the boat and then almost screamed as someone seemed to run into her. If it was a fan…the thought stopped as she turned around to yell at the person, but couldn’t help but offer the guy a smile.

“I’m sorry, that wave…”

“No worries AJ.” He offered a small smile in return
“Are you enjoying yourself?”

“Minus the waves, yes.” He nodded, grabbed the smokes out of his pocket.

“Excuse me.”

“Go ahead.” She waved her hand and was about to turn around when he looked up at her.

“Weren’t you in LA for the movie screening?”

“I was, why?” She wrinkled her brows, rather confused by the question.

“You had a friend….”

“Kristal. What about her?” AJ looked around; making sure no fans had spotted him yet.

“Is she on Twitter or something?”

“Yeah, some times.” She crossed her arms, becoming all the more confused by this whole conversation. “If you want the name,” she took out her phone and he grabbed it, snapping a picture,” it’s alota_cookin.”

“Thank you.” He offered her a real smile and then went to finish his cigarette; glad he had service on the boat.

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She felt her phone vibrate, wondering who in the world would be sending her a message. Her best friend was on a boat, her boss was working with her, and no one else really texted her. Maybe it was Twitter and all the guys tweeting about the boat. She rolled her eyes at the thought, not wanting to read about all the fun times she was missing because she couldn’t get out of work.

20 minutes later, she finally pulled the phone out of her pocket and read the message that was from Twitter. She screamed and dropped the phone on the desk, her mind really playing tricks on her.

“Kris, are you okay?” her boss asked as she ran into the room.

“Beth, what does that message say?” Beth rolled her eyes, thinking Kris had freaked out about a spider or something, not a damn message.

“It says Skulleroz is now following you on Twitter. Who is that?” Kris took her phone back and sighed.

“Skulleroz is AJ!”