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Shiny. So pretty. Bright. Touch it? Why not? Hands reachin' out and...
"Nick!" Woah, shock much? Where was I again? "NICK! Pay attention! Geez," Oh yeah. The tour stuff. No wonder I was zoning. And they wonder why I don't pay attention to them.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Dave looked at me funny. But I guess if I was him, I would look at me funny too. That'd be weird. If I was Dave.
"I was asking about the order of the songs... the guys seem content to start with 'Everyone'." That song? Can we say 'Larger Than Life' remake?
"Whatever," It's not like I'll have much say when they wanna do it. Why not? It'll get the kids pumped.
"And then go right into 'Larger Than Life'. Maybe like a medley?" Like we all didn't see that coming. He was talking to all of us I guess. 'Cause Rok nodded. Damn, those were weird pants. What was Leighanne making him wear? Patchwork I think... no wait... maybe they were nylon... he's gotten some weird taste since he got married... I wonder what'd it be like to be married. I guess I shivered because next thing I know, someone turned the temperature up. Why do they read so far into stuff? I'm not even cold.
"Hello?" Someone was waving their hand in front of my face,
"What?"
"Stop spacing out, dude. We all wanna go home. Pay attention, kid." Kid? AJ was all of what, two years older than me? Oooh, big fuckin' deal.
"Sorry." I can't help it. This is so boring! Agh. I want to be somewhere else right now, like... the moon. That would be cool. If we lived on the moon. They told us we would be when I was little.
"So?"
"Yeah?" What did they want. Maybe I should start paying attention.
"Do you think we should do a song that would be like, a special for the fans?" That would be cool, we could cover like System of a Down or something. Damn, that'd be awesome!
"Yeah! That would be cool as hell! We could-"
"'If You Stay'!" Kevin interrupted me. He always did that. It was damn annoying. "We could do 'If You Stay'. We all love that song." He had a point. I really liked that song. But he coulda waited for me to finish.
"What were you gonna say, Kaos?" See? Thats why me and Brian are the tightest... well... were, whatever. Well, he can still tell when I'm annoyed,
"Nothin, forget it. That's a good idea, Kev."
"Either that or 'Roll With It'..." he continued. I love how Kevin acknowledges when I say something. It's so great. I am sarcasm to a T today.
"I think we should stick to 'If You Say'." Howie was a great guy. I should tell him that sometime. Howie needs to get some though, he is going through some serious sex withdrawal. Oh wait, I don't have a girlfriend either. Damn. That sucks.
"Interesting drawing, Nick..." AJ grinned. Drawing? Woah, when'd I draw that? Kevin... hahahahaha.... it was funny though. Kevin's head on top of that rooster's body from Looney toons.
"Shit, I didn't mean to." I made a grab for it, AJ got it first. Dammit. That ass.
"Brian, check this out." He whispered and passed it down. Brian laughed. Real hard. Great, now I'm gonna get shit from Kevin.
"Brian, what is so funny?" Dave was exhasperated with us. Exhasperated, why couldn't I talk like that? I think smart... I hope I do anyways... it always comes out retarded when I actually speak. That blows the big one.
"N-n-nothing." Brian gasped. Well, that was convincing. Dammit Brian, you're going to get me in trouble. Shut up. I guess telepathy doesn't work for the weak minded because Brian's still laughing. Kevin finally grabs the paper. I put my head down. That way, what he says, I don't really hear. It's all the same anyways. Wow, this table was really smooth. I wonder who made it? What if it was like, magic or something. That would cool as hell. I think I'd wish I could take a break, be incognito for a while. And for some pizza. If I could trade places with a regular kid for one day.
"And that's that, okay Nick?" Okay, speech was done,
"Yes Kevin." My part had been played out. Again. As always. Woah, Kevin's eyebrows were dancing... dance, eyebrows, dance...
"Now what're you laughing at, Nick?" Huh? Oops. Didn't mean to do that,
"Nothing. Where were we?"
"The closing song..."
"The Call, duh. Encore of Shape of My Heart." How could they not see that. It was easy.
"Hey... yeah, that works." Howie agreed. AJ and Brian nodded. Kevin's eyebrows danced some more.
"Sometimes Nick, you surprise me." With a good idea, right Kev? Because I'm the stupid blonde kid, wow, I am a bitter one today. I have a right though. I mean, come on. So they're all older than me. I bet Justin doesn't have to deal with this. Plus, Justin's got Britney... damn, I'd like to be Justin for a day. What the hell am I thinking?
"Nick... c'mon..." Oh its over.
"Okay." I think I'll walk with Brian today. I haven't talked to him a while.
"So, you're comin' tonight, right?" What... okay, maybe this was a bad idea. Where am I going tonight? I want to stay home. I gave him a blank look. I can do that real well. Little do they know... "Remember?" he paused. Like I'm really going to remember when I probably didn't hear it in the first place. "The dinner... Leigh's parents..." Oh yeah. NOOOO, I DON'T WANT TO GOOOOOO.
"Sure, yeah, I remember. I'll be there. Of course." DAMMIT, NO, NO, NO. I want to sit at home and do nothing. Why can't I ever vegetate? I miss vegetating. I don't think I've done that in years.
"Okay, cool. I'll see you there." Out comes the cell phone, and in five, four, three, two, one- "Hey Leigh!" Yeah, saw that one coming too.
"Hey Nick," Salutations my good Alex, and how are you this fine afternoon?
"What up?"
"Don't forget about tonight." Do they all think I have to be reminded every five minutes or something? What is this??
"I know, Brian just told me. You don't all have to remind me, you know."
"How does Brian know? I thought it was just me and you..." Oh shit. I forgot. Damn it all to hell. Today was not my day.
"Oh yes... I was thinking about something else." That I have to do at the same time. SHEEEEET. "What time again?"
"9:30, and you can't be late, Nick. Promise me you won't be late. If you're late Amanda will kill me."
"Remind me again why I'm doing this..." Because I'm a moron.
"Because you love your bestest friend in the whole world and don't want him to die." Says who? At this point, his death would be the end of yet another problem. Hm... no, no killing AJ would be bad.
"Fine, I'll be there at 9:30." Dammit, what time was Brian's thing at. They're making me move. This is not cool. "Brian!" He slowed down to let me catch up, how nice. "What time is your thing at?"
"Um... hold on a second Leigh," he covered the reciever, "8:00,"
"I have to leave at nine," this may be a problem.
"Why???" Why did he need me there?
"Because I kinda, sorta, promised AJ that I'd do something with him at 9:30..." I need more confidence.
"Nick! C'mon, dude!" Did he not understand? He'd do the same damn thing to me.
"Look, I have to do it. Deal." That's it, I'm walking alone. Hmph. Stupid people. It is going to be a long day...
"Nick!" Crappit, now what did they want?? My spleen? Jesus,
"Whaaaaat?" I hate it when I sound like I'm whining.
"Fans." Oh... happy face on. And yet another round of Thank yous and pictures and autographs. I love it! Woo hoo. Ohhhh shnap here we go.... MY EARS ARE GOING TO EXPLODE! SHEEEET, I CAN'T HEAR A DAMN THING.
"NICK! OH MY GOD! NICK! I LOVE YOU!" I'm sure you do. Tell me that you'll deal with socks that smell like shit at 3 o'clock in the morning and maybe I'll take you home.
"Hey, what's your name?" And please, don't hyperventilate. That's always so awkward.
"M-m-m-m-meghan." Interesting pronunciation. But the name's so boring.
"What a beautiful name," Grin, sign. Kiss, done. Faint. And so it begins. Ahh... she's a cutie, "Hey!" The young'uns are cool 'cause they don't really know who you are,
"Hi. I'm Kari. I have candy." The simple things in life are often the most pleasing... how prophetic of me.
"That's great, can I have some?" Candy sounds good. I hope its chocolate. I want a Twix bar, that would be really great right now. Don't look at your mom! Just give me some candyyyyy!
"I... guess..." And... here it comes. An M&M, what the hell is that? Psh.
"Thank you, that was very nice of you." Hug, sign. Buh-bye.
"NICK! HOLY SHIT! NICK! GET YO' SWEET ASS OVER HERE!" Um, why? So you can pinch it and watch me turn red? No thank you. I think I'll go over to the twelve year olds.
"NICK! FRACK! KAOS! HO!!!!!" Ho? Excuse me? I'm curiously intrigued.
"What up?" Okay, somehow I don't think she expected me to respond. Maybe it was the whole wide eyed 'holy shit, he so didn't say that' look.
"Uh, well, you see, oh geez. Shtick, what I mean is. Hi, you want an autograph?" Pause. Realization and... "Shit. I said that backwards." I like funny fans. They're great.
"C'mon over." The element of surprise. So, so satisfying. "Joe, get 'er over." Joe's friggin huge. My God, he could bench... like, eight of me. But he does where that pink shirt a tad too often... it makes a guy wonder. He could be gay... but he's so huge. But the pink shirt.. and those nylon biker shorts... those I do not like. Maybe he has a boyfriend. AH! That would be weird.
"Where do you want her?" Huh? WOAH! Hello, butt.
"Joe!" Putting a fan over his shoulder was not exactly what I had in mind. What say you place her softly on the ground? "Put her down!"
"Oooooh." Joe's not the brightest of the bunch... I hate that phrase, I don't know why I use it.
"You have any friends with you?" Oh please don't get all teenie on me now, answer me dammit.
"Nah, let's go." Interesting how she grabbed my arm. Tomorrow on Backstreet.Net, I can see it now, Nick Carter steals fan, elopes, and has twins in the span of twenty-four hours. Riiight. Fantasy is one thing, spreading fantasy as rumors is quite another. She's probably like, ten. Hussle along, now. Hussle. That's such a weird word. Who came up with that? Maybe his name was Hussle, and he just wanted to feel loved. So he made up a word. I think I'd use Shnarfle. Yeah, thats probably the word I'd make up. Oh look, the van. A black van? How morbid. I think I'd take an orange one. That would be ghetto, but great. Wow, I can laugh in my head? Oh wait,
"You're still here?"
"Yeah... your body guard... Joe? Shoved me in before you." Ooooh, Okay, Joe definitely needs to take some tests.
"I'm sorry, were you supposed to stay there?" Not that its my fault or anything.
"I can chill at your hotel." Right, my hotel. Sweetie, we're not going to a hotel, we still have an interview and a photoshoot to do. And that's just the beginning. Dammit, there is a photoshoot today. Those suck!! AGH, and then I STILL don't get to go home. Thank you Brian and AJ. Stupids. I hate stupids. They're stupid. "Um... hello?"
"Oh, sorry. Um, I'm not going to a hotel. We've got stuff to do, planned for the rest of the day." I don't want to go! Crappit all to hell. Uh oh... I have to pee. I shouldn't have had that pepsi. Fuck. I have to go.
"It's k, I can take a hint." Nice grin. "You can drop me off here. Nice meeting you." AH! BLIND! "Sorry for blinding you, but I needed a picture." I bet she was grinning again. I couldn't really see it, but I knew she was.
"Oh my sight's not important. I'll deal." Maybe she wants one of both of us. What if she doesn't, though? I don't want to ask her and then get turned down like a dumbass. That would suck.
"Can I get one with you?" I knew it. I'm good. I should listen to my instincts sometimes.
"Sure, hey Joe, take our picture." But don't be weird about it. Please don't be weird about it.
"K, Nick." Thank you, Lord. "Let me just see this lighting..." Oh no. "Okay, its perfect." Whew. Close call. Arm around the chick... what was her name? Shit! I didn't ask! Oh crap, now she probably thinks I'm an asshole. This is not good. Let's add one more to the list of Nick Carter haters out there.
"Hey, what did you say your name was?"
"Rupa." Say what? Rupa, what the hell was a Rupa? "I'm 18." Bullshit, she was maybe 16. Eighteen, in her dreams. I'M BLIIIIIIIIIIIND.
"JOE! WARN US!" Dammit, I hate being blind. And I'm going piss in my fucking pants. AGH.
"Sorry, bro." I probably shouldn't shake my head. It wouldn't be professional. But I don't think this chick would care... there we go. So the pics were done, hey, I think I'll say something smart.
"So, didn't you say something about giving me an autograph?" Flirty? Too much maybe? Ah, I'm such a nerd. No, no, whew, there was the grin. Maybe that's the 'aww, you're so stupid grin' maybe I've been reading it wrong all along! AAAAAAHHHH! Women suck. Geez. Okay.
"Here you go, can you pull over here?" An envelope, she hands me an envelope? It's so great how the driver takes orders from her and not from me unless Kev tells him he can. "Bye! It was awesome meeting you both!"
"Um, later!"