Kristin sighed as she put the rest of her clothes away in her dresser. She’d been in her new apartment for over three hours and there was still no sign of Rachel. As usual, Rachel was running behind schedule. Kristin rolled her eyes at the thought. She and Rachel had been friends for over eight years, but Rachel’s time management skills were one of the many things that drove Kristin nuts. Kristin picked up her cell phone to check the time. It was now nearly six o’clock in the evening.

“Where the hell is she?” she muttered to herself.

Without a second thought, she dialed Rachel’s cell phone number. The phone rang three times before she answered.

“Hello?” said Rachel.

“Girl, where are you? I’ve been waiting all day?”

“Whoa, hang on,” Rachel said.

Kristin snickered to herself when she heard Rachel put the phone down. There was loud music playing. She couldn’t help but dance a little when she realized that Everybody (Backstreet’s Back) was playing. She heard Rachel cursing before she picked up the phone.

“Sorry about that,” Rachel said.

“What was that all about?”

“I nearly ran off the side of the road while talking to you,” Rachel said with a soft chuckle.

“Girl, you need to learn how to drive.”

“I know how to drive. I’m just not good with the phone and driving at the same time.”

“Whatever,” Kristin said. “How much longer until you get here?”

“Maybe another thirty minutes. I’m just now getting into Orlando.”

“What took you so long anyway?”

“I took a stop in Georgia last night. I woke up late and was in a rush to get here.”

“Woman, you are never on time.”

“At least I’m in Florida,” Rachel joked.

“That’s not saying much,” Kristin replied with a grin. “Do you know how to get here?”

“Yeah, I’ve got a map.”

“Oh, Lord,” Kristin replied. “I’ll expect another call from you in five minutes,” she said with sarcasm.

“Oh, funny,” Rachel said.

“Bye,” Kristin said with a laugh then hung up.

Kristin went back to unpacking her things. After spending nearly twenty minute unwrapping her fragile items from the bubble wrap, she found a box that was very well taped. A smile spread across her face when she took the scissors and opened it. Inside the box was her entire collection of Backstreet Boys memorabilia. She’s been collecting merchandise from all over the world ever since she became a fan. Kristin pulled out her favorite picture of Nick Carter. She had the picture glossed and put into a frame. Kristin looked around her room and found the perfect spot for it, on the night stand beside her bed. She admired the picture for a moment then heard the sound of someone knocking on the door. Kristin went and answered the door. There stood Rachel with a big smile and her arms full of boxes.

“Finally!” Kristin joked as she let her in.

Rachel put down her boxes. “Girl, give me a hug,” she said as she stretched out her arms.

Kristin hugged Rachel. “It’s so good to see you. It’s been far too long.”

“I know, what’s it been? Two years?”

“It’s been close to that,” Rachel said with a nod. “Last time I saw you was at the Backstreet Boys concert back in 1997.”

Kristin hugged her again. “I’m so glad we’re finally in Florida. We’re going to have so much fun!”

Rachel laughed. “I know, it feels good to finally be out of Missouri,” she said as she picked up her boxes. “So, which one is my room.”

“This one,” Kristin said as she opened the door for her.

Rachel set her boxes down by the wall and looked around. “Wow, this place is really awesome. How did we score this again?”

“My godfather cosigned for me,” Kristin said. “Actually, he said he’d pay the rent on this place if we keep up with the utilities and other expenses. All I had to promise was that I maintained my GPA in school,” she said with a grin.

“Sounds like a good deal to me. Alright, I’ve got a ton of more stuff out in the car. You wanna help?”

“Yeah,” Kristin said as she followed her outside.

She took a glimpse of Rachel’s purple 1998 Dodge Neon that had a small U-Haul trailer attached to it and laughed.

“I thought you said you didn’t have much to bring with you?”

“I didn’t,” Rachel said as she opened the trailer. “I left most of my stuff at home.”

“I’m surprised you didn’t pull your bumper off with this thing,” she joked.

“Oh, shut up. There’s not that much stuff in here,” Rachel said as she handed Kristin a box. “It’s my bed that was too big to fit in the car.”

“Right,” Kristin said as she walked back to the apartment with the boxes.

Kristin helped Rachel unpack some of her boxes. She drug in a big box from the living room. It was very heavy and took all of her body weight to push it into the bedroom.

“What the fuck do you have in here? It weighs a ton.”

Rachel glanced at the box and grinned. “Read the label.”

Kristin looked on the side of the box and laughed loudly. “Backstreet Boys Stuff. Fragile!” she read out loud. “You act like it’s expensive china or something.”

“It is!” Rachel said as she stood up. “Move over,” she said as she pushed Kristin out of the way.

“Girl, you need mental help,” Kristin said while watching her open the box. “Oh, my god, you wrapped everything in bubble wrap and put towels in between stuff. You have officially lost it.”

“Oh, hush,” Rachel said as she began pulling some items out of the box. “It’s not like you don’t have stuff too.”

“Yeah, but you’ve got your entire collection in this huge box. Forget your bed being too big for your car. It was this box!” she joked.

“Bite me!” Rachel said as she pulled out a framed poster of Brian. “Look at this man. He is so hot!”

Kristi shook his head. “Nick is hotter…by a landslide.”

“Nick is cute, but Brian’s got what I like.”

“That’s because you have bad taste.”

“You’re mean today,” Rachel said with a fake frown. “I don’t think I like you anymore.”

“Oh, stop it. You know I love you,” Kristi said as she hugged Rachel. “I’ve had about enough of this unpacking shit. Let’s go eat somewhere.”

“Good idea,” Rachel said as she set the poster against the wall. “Pizza?”

“I should’ve know,” Kristi said with a grin. “Let’s go. We’re taking my car.”

“Okay,” Rachel said as she followed Kristin outside.

Both girls left the apartment and headed to Kristin’s car on the pretty mid August day that Orlando was having. They breathed in the fresh air and felt their energy being restored as they walked across the parking lot.

"It's really beautiful here," Rachel said.

"I know, I love it," said Kristin.

"We had nice weather in Missouri, but this is unbelievable."

"Yeah, it is. I don't think I could ever get tired of it."

“So, uh…what are the odds of us running into…you know,” Rachel said with a grin.

Kristin laughed. “Girl, you have a one track mind,” he said as she unlocked the car.

Rachel smirked and got into the passenger seat. “Well?”

“I think you should realize there’s more to life than Backstreet Boys,” Kristin said as she turned the ignition.

“I know this,” Rachel said as she put on her seatbelt. “I’m just saying. We’re in their hometown…and they’re not touring.”

Kristin snickered ad turned on her radio. “Sing along with the CD and shut up, you goober.”

Rachel reached over and turned to her favorite track. She grinned wildly as the music began to play. Kristin laughed as she started to dance in her seat.

“Oh my god, we’re back again!” Rachel sang.

Kristin cracked up and continued to drive. “I’m so scared to call you my best friend.”

“Brothers, sisters everybody sing!” she continued. “Come on, Kris, you know the words.”

Kristin laughed as she sang along with Rachel. They came to a stop light and they immediately broke into a fit of giggles as they did some of the dance moves to the song. Kristin looked over at Rachel and grinned widely. She knew it was the beginning of an amazing adventure.

The next week went by uneventfully. The girls were involved in freshman orientation at UCF and barely had time to breathe, let alone explore Orlando. The stress of college was already taking into effect and classes had not even began.


"This isn't what I expected," Kristin said as she plopped down on Rachel's bed. "All we've done is run around. I'm sick of school already."

"It'll get better once we get the swing of things," Rachel said optimistically.

"I hope so," Kristin said with a sigh. She sat up and grinned at Rachel. "Hey, let's go somewhere tonight."

"Go where?" Rachel questioned.

"I don't know. Maybe to a club or something. It'll give us a chance to unwind."

"Okay, sounds good," Rachel jumped up from her bed and started going through her clothes. "What should I wear?" She asked herself.

"Clothes would be nice," Kristin said with a grin.

Rachel glared at her and smirked. "Smartass," mumbled as she went into the bathroom.

The girls carefully got themselves ready for the night. Rachel stepped out of her bedroom wearing a blue halter top and black pants. She smiled as she glanced at herself in the hallway mirror.

"Are you ready to go yet?" she asked.

Kristin stepped out of her room with her purse in hand. "I'm ready if you are."

"Let's rock and roll," she said.

Kristin laughed as she headed out the door with Rachel. They drove downtown to a club called Yowza. Rachel parked her car and they went inside. The music was blaring and the tables were pretty much full. Kristin looked over at Rachel. She was standing there with a huge grin on her face. She looked like a child in a candy shop as she eyed a few of the guys passing by. Kristin laughed and led Rachel to a table.

"Wow," Kristin said as she sat in a chair at the first available table.


Both girls looked around at the crowd as they sat at their table. There were hot guys in every direction.

"Now I see what I've been missing back home," Rachel said with a grin.

Kristin chuckled and nodded in agreement. The music got louder and both girls ordered their drinks. They sat back and watched the scene for a little bit. Suddenly, Kristin felt Rachel grab her arm.

"What?" Kristin asked.

"Don't look now, but guess who just walked in that door right over there?" Rachel said excitedly.

"Who?" Kristin asked trying to glace into the crowd without looking obvious.

Rachel's eyes were glowing with excitement. "Kevin Richardson!"

"What!? No way! Where?" Kristin exclaimed while jerking around in her seat, no longer caring if she looked obvious or not.

"Over there!" Rachel said while pointing in his direction.

"Rachel, don't point it's rude," Kristin said as her eyes were focused on the very sexy Kevin Richardson. "Damn!" she said softly.

Her heart skipped a beat when she noticed how good looking he really was. She could barely believe her eyes. Kevin Richardson was in the same club as them.

"Can you believe it? Kevin Richardson from the Backstreet Boys is here!" Rachel said while bobbing up and down in her seat.

"Rach, calm down," she said as she grabbed her arm. The excitement kicked in and she glanced at Rachel. "I have to meet him!"

"I know, me too, but how are we going to get his attention without looking like idiots?" Rachel asked. "Maybe one of us could go over there to the bar and catch his attention."

"That could work," Kristin said with enthusiasm.

"So, which one of us should go up there?" Rachel asked.

"You do it," Kristin said immediately.

"Me?! Why me?"

"He's Brian's cousin."

"I know, which is exactly why I don't want to up there," Rachel said as shook her head in resistance.

Kristin thought for a second. "Why don't we both go up there together? We can work our way up to getting his attention."

Rachel smiled in agreement. "Let's do it."

Kristin and Rachel left their seats and went over to the bar. They sat a few stools away from Kevin. Kristin winked at Kevin and he smiled back.

Kristin laughed. "I just winked at him. I hope that wasn't too obvious. Remember, if he comes over here…stay cool," she whispered to Rachel.

Rachel nodded then gasped in excitement. "Oh, my god! Look, it's A.J.! He's coming this way!"

"Shhh! Stay cool," Kristin said.

A.J. walked toward the bar, looking straight at Rachel and Kristin. He stopped right in front of them and flashed them a sexy smile.

"Well, well, well. What have we got here? A couple of fine honeys sitting here with no one to dance with."

Rachel and Kristin smiled and stared at A.J. He brought out his hand and introduced himself to Rachel.

"I'm A.J. McLean. And you are?"

"I'm Rachel," she said shyly.

A.J. kissed her hand. "A pleasure to meet you. Who's your friend?"

"I'm Kristin," she said with a smile.

A.J. raised his eyebrows and kissed her hand. "You're beautiful too."

Kristin felt her cheeks grow red. "Thanks," she replied.

"So, what brings you two to the club?"

"Campus boredom," said Kristin.

"Oh, college girls," A.J. said slyly.

"Yeah," Rachel said with a shy smile.

A.J. grinned. "Well, which one of you ladies want to give me the pleasure of a dance?"

Rachel smiled. "I will."

A.J. took Rachel's hand and led her out to the dance floor.

Kristin sat on her stool and watched them dance. Just then, she felt a tap on her left shoulder. She turned to and was surprised to find a tall, well built, dark haired, and green eyed man standing next to her. Her mouth dropped a little when she came to realize it was Kevin.

"Hi," he said. "I'm Kevin, and you are?"

"Kristin," she said, still in shock.

"Nice to meet you. Mind if I have a seat?"

"It's a free country."

Kevin sat down on the stool next to her. A.J. and Kristin came back as soon as the song was over. She laughed out loud when she watched Rachel try to get away from A.J. He grabbed her by the waist and continued to dance with her.

"She's so shy it cracks me up. That girl has never been able to be herself around guys"

"Who?" Kevin asked in obvious curiosity.

"My friend Rachel. She's dancing with A.J."

"Oh, yes, I saw her over there with you before."

Kristin glanced at him. "You were looking?"

He smiled and nodded. "Of course."

Kristin let out a breathy chuckle and looked away. "We must've looked like a couple of teeny boppers to you."

He laughed and shook his head. "No, you didn't. You two seem to be pretty close friends. How long have you known her?" Kevin asked.

"We've been best friends for over eight years."

"Really?"

"Yeah, we're sharing an apartment together and going to college at UCF. We've been planning this for years."

"Wow, that's really cool," Kevin replied.

Just then, a girl of about 5'4" with shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes came up to them. Kristin was almost intimidated by this girl's presence. She stared Kristin down with serious eyes. Kristin couldn't help but look back at Kevin as she stood in front of him.

"Have you seen A.J? I've been looking all over for him."

Kevin pointed to the dance floor and laughed. "He was looking for you too, but I think he gave up."

The girl groaned. "I don't know why I put up with him."

Kevin grinned. "Because you love him."

"Yeah, sure, whatever," she said.

Kevin smirked at her and looked over at Kristin. "Oh, Amanda, this is. . .I'm sorry I never got your name."

"Kristin," she said.

"Yeah, this is Kristin. Kristin, this is Amanda, A.J.'s girlfriend."

Amanda shook Kristin's hand. "Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," Kristin said. "So, you're dating A.J?"

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Yes, but he's a big pain in the ass."

Kristin laughed. "Why do you say that?"

"Well, look at him. He macks on every girl he sees while I stand over here watching him. Who the hell is that chick he's dancing with anyway? I've never seen her in here before."

"That's Rachel, my best friend."

"Oh, really?" Amanda said with one eyebrow raised.

"If it makes you feel any better, she's not interested in A.J."

"Yeah, right," she said with a haughty laugh. "Every girl is interested in A.J."

"Not her," Kristin said with a grin.

Just then, A.J. and Rachel came back laughing and slightly out of breath. "You're a pretty good dancer," he complimented.

Rachel blushed. "Thanks."

A.J. put his arms around Amanda's waist. "Hey, babe! I've been looking all over for you. Where have you been?"

"I've been looking for you, but you were busy dancing," Amanda hissed.

A.J. took off his sunglasses and looked at her with his puppy brown eyes. "Are you mad at me now?"

Amanda smiled and shook her head. "No," she said softly and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

A.J. smiled back and held her closer. "I love you," he said.

"I love you too," Amanda replied.

"Oh, please, somebody gag me," Kevin muttered.

"You're just jealous because you don't have a girl," A.J. said.

"I may not have a girlfriend, but there are plenty of women who want me."

A.J. looked around the club then looked back at Kevin. "Where are they at?"

Kevin pretended to be mad but he couldn't keep a straight face. He wound up laughing and nearly fell off his stool. The others laughed with him.

"Smooth, Kev. Real smooth," A.J. said while laughing.

"Fuck you," Kevin said while laughing.

Kristin laughed with him and looked to her left. Her heart jumped when she noticed Nick coming in their direction. She found herself sucking in a breath to keep from screaming.

"Hey, guys, I'm out," he said as he glanced at Kristin.

"You're leaving already?" A.J. asked. "You just got here not even an hour ago. Where the hell have you been anyway?"

"Over there with Brent," he said. "Look, we ran into a couple of girls. We're gonna go back to his place. I'll catch you guys later," he said then glanced back at Kristin again.

"Alright, take it easy, bro," A.J. said.

Kristin couldn't help but stare at Nick as slapped A.J. a high five. She jumped when she felt Kevin touch her arm.

"Would you like to dance?" he asked.

"Sure," she said as she watched Nick walk away.

"Let me guess…Nick fan," Kevin said as he lead her to the dance floor.

Kristin blinked and looked up at him. "What?"

He laughed and grabbed her by the waist. "I'm not blind. I saw you staring at him."

"Oh," she said while blushing.

"It's okay. I'm not upset. It happens all the time."

"Yeah, but still," she said while looking away.

"Hey, at least you didn't scream and faint," he joked.

"True," she said while laughing. "I'm not like that."

"Good," he said then twirled her around.

She laughed as Kevin caught her in his arms. "Wow, you're good."

He winked at her and led her back over to the bar. "I'll buy you a drink. What's your poison?"

"Sprite," she said with a laugh. "I'm underage."

Kevin laughed. "I figured as much. Alright, Sprite it is," he said as he walked over to the bartender.

Kristin took a seat next to Rachel. They were all laughing at A.J. telling a crazy story.

"So, yeah, I learned real quick that the girls in Norway know how to have fun," he stated.

"I guess I caught the end of the story," Kristin said with a grin.

"You didn't miss much," Amanda said. "He's told that story a million times and he still bores me," she joked.

"I'm hungry," A.J. said while laughing.

"You're always hungry," Kevin said as he sat beside Kristin and handed her the drink.

A.J. ignored Kevin's remark. "Let's go get something to eat. You guys wanna come? I'll buy."


Kristin shook her head as she sipped on her soda. "We'd love to, but we gotta get back to our apartment. We have class in the morning."

"Oh, I see how it is," he joked. "Okay, well it was nice meeting you two. Come back to the club on Friday night if you're not busy. Me, Kev, and Howie will be here."

"Okay, maybe we'll stop by," Kristin said with a smile.

Kevin grabbed her hand and kissed it. "It was a pleasure meeting you. Thanks for the dance."

"You're welcome," Kristin said with a smile.

"Nice to have met you too," Kevin said to Rachel.

"Same to you," Rachel replied with a smile.


Kevin waved good-bye and left them alone at the table. Kristin waited to they were far enough away before she let out a loud squeal.

"Holy fucking shit! Oh, my god!" she said in excitement.

Rachel laughed. "I know! That was so cool! This was the best night of my life."

"I know!" Kristin said as she caught her breath. "I don't think I'm going to get any sleep tonight. And, holy shit…did you see Nick! I thought I was gonna die!"

"He was staring at you pretty hard," Rachel commented.

"He was not!"

"Oh, yes, he was. He gave you a quick up and down glance. I saw him do it."

Kristin blushed. "Okay, let's go home. I've had enough excitement for one night."

"Me too," Rachel said as she followed Kristin outside.

Rachel unlocked her car and Kristin got in. Rachel sat in silence for a moment and placed her hand on her chest. Kristin looked at her in concern.

"Rach?"

"I'm okay," Rachel said softly. "Just give me a minute."

Kristin immediately opened Rachel's purse and handed her a bottle of prescription pills. "Take one."

"Kris, I'm okay."

"No, you're not," she said as handed her a pill. "You didn't take your medicine today, did you?"

"I forgot," Rachel replied as she took the pill from her.

"You're going to get yourself in the hospital if you're not careful."

Rachel shook her head as she took a sip from her water bottle. "I'm okay. Don't worry."

Kristin sighed and leaned back in her seat. "Let's just go home."

"Are you mad at me?"

"No, I'm just tired," she said while avoiding her eyes.

The rest of the drive the girls remained quiet. They parked in the parking lot and walked to their apartment. When they reached their floor they could hear loud Metallica music. They could clearly tell the music was coming from the apartment next to theirs. Rachel rolled her eyes and unlocked the door. Kristin pushed Rachel into the bedroom and placed her heads on her hips.

"When I come back in here, I better find you in bed."

"Yes, mother," Rachel said as she shut the door.

Kristin went to her own room and put on her pajamas. She let out an annoyed sigh as she looked up at the ceiling. She was giving them twenty minutes before she called the cops. The music was way too loud. Kristin stepped out of the bedroom and walked to Rachel's room. She lightly knocked before opening the door. She stepped in and found Rachel lying in bed with her pillow over her head. Rachel pulled the pillow of her head and looked at her.


"Those people better be glad that I'm too tired to get out of bed and kick the crap out of them," Rachel said as she brushed her hair out of her face.

Kristin laughed. "Boy, do I know you can beat the crap out of anybody. Remember the time you nearly broke my hand?"

Rachel groaned. "Oh, don't bring that up!"

"Or when you got mad and kicked the garage door?"

"Are you purposely trying to torment me?"

Kristin laughed again and handed Rachel her inhaler. "Here, you left this on the kitchen counter." she said.

"I don't need it, but thanks," Rachel said as she set it down on her nightstand.

Kristin glared at her in annoyance. "If you have another episode like you did tonight, you're going to the doctor. No, if, ands, or buts about it."

Rachel sat up and sighed. "Kristin, stop trying to be my mother. I can take care of myself."

Kristin backed up to the door. "I'm watching you," she said as she put her hand on the doorknob.

The music had stopped and both of them sighed of relief. Kristin looked at Rachel and pointed at her.

"You, sleep, now," she demanded.

"Fine," Rachel said as she laid down.

"Good night," Kristin said as turned off the light and went to her own room.

She settled into bed and thought about the evening. A smile crept across her face as she remembered seeing Nick and dancing with Kevin. It was something she'd never forget and it made her wonder what the future would bring. With that thought in mind, she yawned and rolled over on her stomach. Almost instantly, she fell asleep.

But we are two worlds apart. Can't reach to you heart. When you say I want it that way.

Kristin smiled as she listened to Nick's sweet voice sing from her alarm clock. It was 4:45 AM and the first day of classes. She slowly got out of bed and got into the shower. After curling her hair and putting on her make up she made her bed. Just then, she heard Rachel's alarm clock go off. She walked over to Rachel's room and slowly opened the door. The alarm clock was still blaring. She laughed quietly when she saw Rachel roll over and slam her hand down on the snooze button. She snuggled under her covers and fell back asleep. Kristin walked over and pulled the blankets off her bed.

"Rachel, you're gonna be late for class if you don't get up."

Slowly, Rachel got out of bed and got into the shower. A few minutes later, Rachel came out wearing her jean shorts and purple tank top. Kristin was sitting on the couch tying her shoes.

"Are you ready to go?" Kristin asked.

Rachel picked up her book bag. "As ready as I'll ever be."

The girls headed out to the main campus area. They went to their first two classes of the day and met each other for lunch.

"So, how did you like your classes?" Kristin asked as she sat down at the table.

"Well, my English class was pretty interesting, but my college algebra class was complete hell. I really hate math. What about you? How did you like your classes?"

"My English class wasn't too bad. I didn't really like my college algebra class to well. I have my P.E. class next."

"Ugh, good luck with that. I‘ve got my biology class next."

"Ew, not fun," Kristin said.

Rachel nodded as she took a bite out of her sandwich. "So, have you seen any cute guys around?"

Kristin ginned and nodded. "There are a lot of cute guys here. Though none of them compare to Nick."

"Nick who?" said a voice from behind them. Kristin turned around and there stood Amanda. "Hey, guys! Mind if I sit here?"

"No, not at all," Rachel said.

Amanda sat down next to Kristin. "So, what were you guys talking about?"

"We were talking about--"

"Nothing! We were talking about nothing," Kristin said.

"Uh huh," Amanda said with a smirk.

"You don't believe me, do you?" Kristin asked.

"Nope," Amanda said as she took a sip of her Pepsi.

"Oh," Kristin said softly.

"So, did you two enjoy yourselves at the club last night?"

"Yeah," said Kristin. "A.J. and Kevin are really nice."

Amanda rolled her eyes. "Well, Kevin's nice, but A.J.'s just one big pain in the ass."

"We know, you made the point very clear last night," Kristin said with a grin.

"Good," Amanda replied.

"If A.J.'s such a pain in the ass then why are you going out with him?" Rachel asked with a grin.

"Well, I enjoy being with him when he isn't too busy being a smart ass. It's really weird. A.J. and I are totally alike, but then A.J. gets an ego and it drives me bonkers, but I love him."

"I see," Kristin commented.

Amanda took another sip of her Pepsi then looked over at Kristin with a mischievous grin. "So, this Nick guy you was talking about wouldn't be Nick Carter, would it?"

Kristin gave Amanda an innocent look. "Who's Nick Carter?"

Amanda laughed. "Oh, don't try to pull that innocent crap on me, girl. Admit it, you think Nick Carter is the finest guy alive."

Kristin blushed. "Okay, so what if I do. My opinion is no different than millions of other girls."

Amanda snickered then turned to Rachel. "Okay, spill it. Is it Kevin, Howie, Nick, or Brian? I already know it‘s not A.J." Rachel looked down at the table. "Come on, I don't have all day."

Rachel turned red and said, "I . . .I like . . .uh . . .Brian."

Amanda smiled. "Aw, how cute,” she cooed. “Now that you’ve gotten your teeny bopper moment out of you, what do you two have planned for Thursday night?"

Kristin looked at Rachel. "Do we have something planned?"

Rachel thought a moment. "No, we're free that night."

"Good," Amanda said.

"Why do you ask?" Kristin said.

Amanda opened her purse and pulled out a white envelope. She opened it and took out two tickets and backstage passes and handed them to Rachel and Kristin. "How would you guys
like to see the Backstreet Boys live that night?"

Kristin took the tickets and squealed. "Are you serious?"

"Do I look serious?"

Kristin bounced up and down in her seat. "Rachel, we're gonna see BSB live!"

Rachel bounced in her seat as well. "I can't believe the luck I'm having. First I meet Kevin, then A.J. and now I'm gonna see the whole group perform live on Thursday night! Amanda, thank you so much," Rachel said as she got up and gave her a hug.

"Hey, it's no problem. You girls are cool. I like you. Take that as an honor because I don't like too many people," Amanda stated then laughed.

Rachel looked at her watch. "Oops! It's almost time to go."

Amanda looked at her watch as well. "Well, I'm supposed to meet A.J. in thirty minutes." She took out a pen from her purse. "Here, write your number down on this envelope." Kristin took the pen and wrote the number down. "Okay, cool. I'll call you guys sometime this week. Maybe we could go cruising or something.”

"Okay, sounds cool," Rachel said.

"I'll see you guys later," said Amanda.

"Bye," said Kristin and Rachel at the same time.

"Amanda's really nice," Rachel commented.

"Yeah, she's really cool," Kristin said while gathering her things. "Come on, let's go. We don‘t wanna be late for class. I‘ll see you later."

"Okay, later,” Rachel said as she walked in the opposite direction.

Rachel groaned as she looked at her notes for her college algebra class. "I'm about to say the hell with college if I don't figure this stuff out."

Kristin grinned from her position on the couch. "Having problems?"

"No, I'm faking it," Rachel said sarcastically.

Kristin laughed. "Touchy, touchy."

"I'm sorry, I just really hate algebra."

"It's okay, I understand." Just then, the phone rang. Kristin got up to answer it. "Hello?"

"Hey, Kristin, this is Amanda."

"Hey, girl! What's up?"

"Not much. A.J.'s at the studio tonight and I'm bored. I was wondering if you guys wanted to go see a movie."

"Yeah, sure. Let me ask Rachel." Kristin looked over at Rachel. "Do you want to go to a movie with Amanda?"

Rachel shut her book. "Hell yeah!"

Kristin giggled. "Yeah, we'll go with you."

"Cool, what apartment complex do you guys live in?"

"Kelly Greens, and the apartment number is 3004."

"Okay, cool. I'm going to finish getting ready and I'll come get you guys. Be there in about fifteen minutes."

"Okay," Kristen said then hung up the phone.

"Woo hoo! We're getting out of this apartment!" Rachel said as she hopped off the chair.

"Are you saying you don't like this place?" Kristin said with a fake pout.

"No, it's awful! It's the worst place I've ever seen!" Rachel said in a sarcastic tone.

"You want a piece of me?" Kristin said getting Rachel's face, trying her best to hold in her laughter.

Rachel stared at Kristin. "Come on, Cleetus! Come on!"

Kristin busted up laughing. "You're so odd, I swear."

"Yeah, but you know you love me," Rachel said with a big grin.

"Go get ready, you dork."

Rachel stood up tall and saluted Kristin. "Yes, ma'am!"

Kristin and Rachel went to their rooms and got ready to go to the movies. A few minutes later, the door bell rang. Kristin answered it and there stood Amanda at the door.

"Hey, girl! Come on in. We're not quite finished getting ready."

"Oh, not a problem. We’ve got plenty of time."

Rachel peeked her head out of the bathroom with her toothbrush still in her mouth. “Hello!” she said while waving.

Kristin laughed and shook her head. “Girl, finish brushing your teeth and then talk.”

“Okie dokie,” Rachel said as she stepped back into the bathroom

Amanda sat down on the couch and looked around. "Wow, this is a really nice apartment you guys have."

"Thank you. My godfather got it for us."

"Really? That was nice of him. I wish someone could buy my apartment. The rent is hell."

"I'm sorry," Kristin said, feeling suddenly guilty.

"No, it's okay. A.J.'s been helping me. It's cool."

Just then, Rachel came into the living room. "Okay, I'm ready to go."

"Great, let's go," Amanda said as she fished out her keys from her purse.

The girls walked out to the parking to a silver Mercedes. Rachel got in the back and Kristin got in the front.

"Wow, this is a phat car!" Kristin exclaimed.

"Thanks, I like it too."

"Did A.J. buy it for you?" Kristin asked.

“Kristin!” Rachel exclaimed. “Don’t mind her she’s a little rude sometimes.”

"No, it’s fine. The answer is no. I don't need my man to buy a car like this for me. I got this with my hard earned money."

"That's cool," said Kristin.

"So, what movies are playing?" Rachel asked while fixing her hair.

"Well, we got Dr. Doolittle at 7:00, There's Something About Mary at 7:10, or Saving Private Ryan at 7:15. Which one do you want to see?"

"How about There's Something About Mary?" Kristin suggested.

"Sounds good to me," said Amanda. "What about you, Rachel?"

"There's Something About Mary sounds good to me."

"Cool," said Amanda as she stopped at the stop light. She turned on the radio and 'I'll Never Break Your Heart' was playing. "Ooh, that's my man singing," Amanda said with a proud smile.

She started singing along and so did Kristin. Rachel sat in the back with her mouth closed.
Kristin turned around and smiled while singing along with the song.

"Come on, Rachel, sing." Amanda said.

"No, that's okay. You guys go ahead and sing."

"There's a rule that I have. When in my car, you do as I say," Amanda said with a laugh.

“Rachel never sings in front of anyone except. She’s a little shy,” Kristin explained.

Amanda smiled. “Hang around me long enough and you’ll break out of that shell.”

Kristin snickered. “Good luck with that one. I’ve been trying for years.”

The song ended and the girls pulled into the parking lot of the theater. The girls bought their tickets snacks and went to theater number six.

"Where do you guys want to sit?" Amanda asked.

"I don't really care," said Rachel.

"What about you, Kristin?" Amanda asked.

"I like to sit somewhere in the middle."

"Okay, let's sit over here then," Amanda said as she led Kristin and Rachel to a row. "Is this okay?"

"Yeah, this is fine," said Kristin.

The girls made themselves comfortable in their seats and watched the movie. They laughed at all the funny parts, but they kept hearing loud laughter coming from behind them. Kristin turned around and rolled her eyes.

"Why do people find it necessary to laugh obnoxiously while watching a movie in the theatre?“ Kristin said as she turned back around.

"Just ignore them and enjoy the rest of the movie," said Amanda.

"I'll try," Kristin said as she opened the box of chocolates that she had.

When the movie had ended, they followed Amanda to the restroom. Amanda was looking through her purse for her lip gloss while talking about the movie.

“So, what did you guys think? I found the movie really hilarious.”

“I did too,” Rachel said. “I love comedies.”

“Same here,” Amanda said as she pulled out her lip gloss. “Ah, found it!” She looked up and noticed a slender, brunette girl at the mirror applying lipstick.

"Nikki?" Amanda said and she moved closer to her.

"Hey, Amanda! How are you?" the girl asked.

"I'm great!" Amanda said as she hugged her. “I tried to call you earlier. What happened?“

“I was outside getting a tan,“ she said with a smile.

“Of course,“ Amanda said with a smile. She turned around and saw that Rachel and Kristin had curious looks on their faces. "Rachel, Kristin this is Nikki. She's Howie's best friend and also a good friend of mine."

"Hi," Kristin said.

"Hi," Nikki said with a smile.

"Nice to meet you," said Rachel

"Same to you. So, you two are the ones who are joining Amanda and I to the concert on Thursday night."

"You're coming too?" Kristin asked.

"Yeah, I never miss a chance to see the guys perform."

"Cool," said Kristin with a smile.

"So, Nikki, who are you here with?" Amanda asked as she started fixing her hair.

“I’m here with the guys,” she said as she pulled her hair back in a pony tail. “We all decided to see a movie.”

Amanda stopped combing her hair and stared at Nikki through the mirror. "Is A.J. here with you?”

"Yeah, why do you ask?"

Amanda shoved her comb back into her purse. "Are they outside?"

"Yeah, they're waiting for me."

"I‘m going to kill him," Amanda said as she stormed out the door.

Kristin, Rachel, and Nikki followed her. Amanda stomped over to A.J. and tapped him on the shoulder. A.J. turned around and smiled at Amanda.

"Hey, babe," he said with a big smile.

"I can't believe you!" she shouted.

"What--"

"You fucking lied to me! You told me you were going to be at the studio tonight."

"Well, we finished early," A.J. said softly.

"Why didn't you call me?"

"I did, but you weren't home."

"There‘s other ways of getting a hold of me, you know. There‘s an amazing invention called the cell phone!"

"I didn’t think about it!“ A.J. said in a between his teeth.

"Don't you get pissy with me!" she snapped back.

"Then don't yell at me!"

Amanda groaned. "I am so sick and tired of your little games. Don't bother talking to me because I'm through with you!" Amanda pushed him out of the way and she stormed off to her car.

Kevin stood there in confusion. "What just happened here?"

"You know, I don't know and I don't care," A.J. said as he walked toward the door.

"A.J., where are you going?" Howie asked.

"Home!" shouted A.J.

"You don't have a car," Kevin commented.

"Then I'll walk!" A.J. said as he walked out the door.

Howie started to go after him, but Kevin stopped him. "Let him go. He needs time to cool off."

Kevin looked over at Kristin and Rachel. "Hey, aren't you two the girls A.J. and I met at the club?"

"Yeah," said Kristin.

"I know this isn't the best time, but guys this is Kristin and Rachel.

"They're the girls we told you about." The guys all waved. “I’m sure you already know Brian and Howie, and you remember Nick.”

Kristin and Rachel shyly nodded. She glanced over at Nick and he was staring directly at her. She immediately felt herself grow really shy. Howie shook Rachel and Kristin's hands.

"Amanda told me about you two. She said you two were really cool. She also told me a few other things, if you know what I mean," he said with a wink.

"Howie, can you drop me off at Amanda's place? I want to make sure she's okay," Nikki said.

"Yeah, sure. We'll see you guys later. Nice to meet you," he said to Kristin and Rachel.

"See you guys Thursday night," Nikki said as she headed out the door with Howie.

Nick, Kristin, Kevin, Rachel, and Brian stood awkwardly in the theatre lobby. There was a long silence and then Kevin broke it by clearing his throat.

"Well, I'm gonna go on home now. I'll see you guys later." Kevin waved good-bye and left the theater.

Kristin stood there bewildered. "Great, now how are we supposed to get home?"

"You can ride with Nick and me. Right Nick?" Brian said as he nudged Nick in the ribs.

Nick was still staring at Kristin. "Huh? Oh...yeah...sure we'll take you two home," Nick said while rubbing his side.

"Don't mind him. He gets a little weird sometimes," Brian said with a smile. Brian offered his arm to Rachel. "Right this way, my lady." Rachel blushed and shyly linked her arm in his.

Nick followed closely behind Brian and Kristin walked beside him. Brian opened the passenger door to his jeep and let Rachel in. Nick and Kristin got in the back. Brian got in the driver's seat and turned the ignition on.

"Where to?" he asked Rachel.

"Kelly Greens apartment complex," she said shyly.

"Alrighty then," Brian said in his goofy Jim Carey voice then pulled out of the parking lot.

Amanda opened the door to her apartment and slammed it shut when she got in. She went to her room, collapsed on her bed and sobbed.

"That jerk!"

Amanda cried into her pillow for a moment. She sat up and saw the bear he had given her sitting beside her on the other pillow. Amanda angrily picked it up and threw it across the room.

"How could I have been so stupid and fallen for such an asshole!"

She continue to cry until she fell asleep. She was awoken by the sound of the doorbell. Amanda sat up and rubbed the sleep from her eyes. She slowly got up and looked through the peep hole and saw Nikki and Howie waiting for her to answer. Amanda opened the door to a small crack.

"Amanda, can we come in?" Nikki asked.

"Is A.J. with you?"

"No," said Howie.

"Okay, then you can come in." Amanda opened the door for them.

After she shut the door, she sat on the couch and the tears began to flow again. Nikki sat next to her and hugged her tight.

"Aw, hon, please don't cry. You're making me sad," Nikki said.

"I can't believe he lied to me," Amanda said in between sniffles.

Howie went to the bathroom and came back with some tissues. He handed them to Amanda and sat on the other side of her.

"A.J. didn't lie to you," he said.

"What are you talking about?"

"He was telling you the truth, Amanda. We were only at the studio for about an hour. So we all decided to go see a movie."

"But, why didn't he call me?"

"He did call. You weren't home. Check your answering machine."

Amanda slowly got up and walked over to her answering machine. The little red light was blinking. She hesitated for a moment then finally pushed the play button. It rewound and then played the single message.

"Hey, baby, said A.J.'s voice. "Well, I'm at the studio. We finished early and the guys wanted to go see a movie. I just called to see if you wanted to come with us, but you're not home. The movie will be over at around ten or so. I'll be home around eleven so give me a call. Love ya!"

Amanda stared down at the answering machine and started crying. Nikki came up to her and hugged her.

"Oh, my god I am such a jerk!"

"No, it was all just one big misunderstanding. Just call him up and apologize. A.J. loves you, he'll understand."

Amanda picked up the phone and dialed A.J.'s number. She waited a few minutes and got his answering machine. "A.J., it's me," Amanda said with her voice quivering. "If you're there pick up the phone. I wanna talk to you. Well, I'll be home all night so call me when you want to talk." Amanda hung up the phone and helplessly looked at Nikki. "What am I going to do?"

Nikki hugged her again. "Don't worry everything will be just fine." Nikki turned to Howie. "Do you think you go talk to A.J.?"

"Yeah, I'll head over to his place right now."

Amanda gave Howie a hug. "Thank you so much."

"No problem. I'd hate to see you two be apart when it can be fixed." He kissed Amanda on the cheek. "I'll be back later."

"Bye," said Amanda.

Amanda sat down on the couch next to Nikki. Nikki smiled and patted Amanda on the leg.

"One of these days you're going to learn how to not jump to conclusions."

"Shut up," she muttered.

"Come on, let’s eat some ice cream. I know you got some in your freezer," Nikki said, tugging on Amanda's arm.

Amanda laughed and stood up. "Okay, we'll eat some ice cream. There's five different flavors."

"Good, god, girl!"

"Hey, a woman needs her sweets."

"Indeed, she does," Nikki agreed.

Amanda pulled out two bowls and spoons while Nikki got out her choice of ice cream. The two of them sat at the kitchen table. They were silent for a moment then Amanda spoke.

"Ever wonder what our lives would be like without the boys?"

Nikki gulped down her ice cream. "No, not really," she laughed. "I've known Howie too long."

"True, but you ever think about how things would be different? Even if they were just regular guys."

"They are regular guys," Nikki joked as she took another bite. "Ow! Brain freeze!"

Amanda laughed and shook her head. "I give up. We can't have serious conversations. You're too big of a kid."

"Life is too short to be a grump."

"Shut up and eat your ice cream," Amanda said with a snort.

Nikki grinned and winked at Amanda. The two of them laughed and went back to the freezer for seconds.

A.J. walked down the street, mindlessly going wherever his feet took him. He was extremely frustrated with himself. He loved Amanda with all his heart, but sometimes their fights became too much to handle. He found himself wondering how long they could last with the constant fighting. A.J. grit his teeth as he kicked an empty can down the sidewalk. It clanked in the darkness as he plopped down on the misty grass. He didn’t feel like going home, but he had nowhere to go. A.J. let out a frustrated sigh and covered his face with his hands. He heard the sound of a car approaching in his direction. He looked up and saw Howie’s black Corvette stopping in front of him. He stared at the car as Howie rolled down the window.

“There you are. I’ve been looking all over for you.”

“How did you find me?”

“I figured you were roaming around here somewhere,” he said as he unlocked the door. “Get in.”

“I don’t really feel like company, D.”

“So, you’re going to sit in some stranger’s front lawn and sulk? Come on, Amanda’s worried about you.”

A.J. snorted and looked at Howie. “Right, Amanda’s worried about me? That’s a laugh.”

“Stop being a moron and get in the fucking car,” Howie said as he opened the door.”

A.J. sighed and got into the car. He buckled his seatbelt and looked at Howie as he turned down the radio.

“So, why is it a laugh for Amanda to be worried?”

“Because she broke up with me, remember?”

Howie shook his head. “She didn’t break up with you.”

“Were we standing in the same theatre? She said it loud and clear. She said she didn’t want to have anything to do with me.”

“She might’ve said that, but she didn’t mean it.”

“And how do you know that?” A.J. scoffed.

“Just trust me, I know.”

“D, don’t pull that crap on me. Tell me how you know.”

“I just got back from her place. The poor girl’s heartbroken.”

“Really?” A.J. said in shock.

“Yes, Alex, she really loves you.”

“I love her too.”

“You two need to work on your communication skills. I mean, you two fight more than any couple I know. It’s sickening.”

“A good argument gives good reason for make up sex,” A.J. said with a grin.

“You see, this is the kind of stuff that pisses her off. Alex, you and I go way back. I know you’re better than this. I love you, man, but you’re letting this Backstreet persona effect your judgment.”

A.J. sighed and nodded in agreement. “I know, and I don’t want to lose her.”

“Then stop being a prick and think about her for a change.”

“What do you think I should do?”

“I have a plan,” Howie said as he took a right turn.

“What is this magnificent plan?”

Howie stopped at a floral shop and grinned widely. “Wait right here,” he said as he went inside.

A.J. waited patiently and Howie cam back out with a dozen red roses. He took them from Howie and stared at them for a moment.

“Okay, I have flowers…now what?”

“I’m going to drop you off at her place, but don’t go in right away. Wait a little bit after Nikki and I leave. Then call her on your cell phone before you go to her door. Get her talking to you before you approach her in person.”

A.J. nodded. “Okay, makes sense.”

“Good,” Howie said as he pulled into the parking lot of Amanda’s apartment complex. “Just wait around for a bit. I’m going up to get Nikki,” he said then got out of the car.

A.J. stepped out of the car and sat at a picnic table. He put the roses down on the table and lit a cigarette. After a couple of drags, he saw Howie come back with Nikki. They walked up to him and Nikki placed her hands on her hips.

“Whatever you do, be gentle,” she warned.

“Is she that upset?”

“A.J., she’s sick of fighting all the time. She really loves you. You gotta stop doing this to her.”

“I know, I already talked about this with Howie.”

“Then squash this thing so you guys can have a happy relationship. Please, I’m begging you.”

“I will,” he said as he threw away his cigarette butt.

“Good,” she said then followed Howie to his car.

A.J. watched them leave the parking lot and sighed. He knew what he had to do. After waiting a few more minutes, he decided it was time to call Amanda on his phone. She picked up after three rings.

“Hello?” she said in a nasally voice.

A.J. felt a cringe of guilt. It was obvious that she’d been crying.

“Hey, baby, it’s me,” he said gently.

“I thought you’d never call,” she said while sniffling.

“Well, I did,” he said as he stood up.

He was silent for a moment then grabbed the roses from off the table. A.J. sighed and walked up to her apartment.

“Hello?” she said.

“I’m here.”

“You got quiet,” she said softly.

“I have a surprise for you,” he said as he stood in front of her door.

“What is it?”

“Open your door.”

A.J. waited a moment and he saw her open the door. Tears came to her eyes as she stood in the doorway.

“Can I come in?” he quietly asked.

She slowly nodded and let him inside. A.J. led her over to the couch and sat beside her. He put the roses down on the coffee table and stared deeply into her. He put his hand under her chin and kissed her gently on the lips.

“Alex, I’m so--”

“Shh, don’t talk,” he whispered. “Just kiss,” he said as he began to kiss her on the neck.

Amanda softly moaned as he brought his lips back up hers. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and held him close. A.J. gently rubbed her back as she cried against his chest. He gently pulled her back and looked at Amanda with loving eyes. He studied every feature on her face and his fingers through her soft, brown hair. Their eyes locked with absolute passion and he gently kissed her. He looked at her again and wiped the tears off her cheek as his lips curled into a slight smile.

“I love you, Panda,” he said as held her closer.

“I love you too,” she said as she shed more tears.

A.J. kissed the tears off her face. “Don’t cry, baby, I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“You’re not?”

“No,” he whispered as he cupped his hands around her face. “I’m sorry, baby. I really am.”

“I’m sorry too.”

“You don’t need to apologize. This was my mistake,” he said as he stood up. “Come on,” he said as he held his hand out to her.

Amanda took his hand and they went to her bedroom. A.J. took his shoes off and laid on the bed. Amanda laid next to him as he pulled her close to him. They passionately kissed until they both grew tired and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

The next morning, Amanda woke in A.J.'s arms. She crinkled her nose as the sun peeked through the curtains and shined into Amanda’s eyes. A.J. softly groaned in his sleep. Amanda knew he was close to waking up. She rolled over and kissed him lightly on the lips. His eyes fluttered open and he woke up with a grin.

"Good morning," she said.

"What time is it?" he asked while rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Around seven," Amanda said as she snuggled closer to A.J.

"Damn, I gotta be at the studio in a couple of hours."

"Well, I have a class at nine, so I need to get ready."

A.J. kissed her on the top of her head. "What do you need to get ready for? You're already beautiful."

Amanda smiled. "Thanks, but let me up so take a shower."

A.J. held her tighter. "Why can't we just stay here and cuddle?"

"Alexander James McLean, let go of me," Amanda said with a laugh.

"Only if I can shower with you."

Amanda slapped him playfully on the face. "You bad boy."

A.J. let out a playful growl. "You know it," he said.

Amanda grinned. "Well, Mr. McLean as much as I enjoy being with you I have to get ready for class."

A.J. let go of Amanda and rolled over on his back. She gave him a quick kiss and went into the bathroom. A few minutes later, Amanda came out with her robe on and a towel on her head, humming softly as she opened her closet and flipped through her clothes. She felt A.J. wrap his arms around her and nuzzle his nose against her neck.

"Mmm you smell good," A.J. said as he kissed her neck.

"Thanks, I like it too," Amanda said as she pulled out a light blue dress. She turned around and kissed him on the lips. “I’m going to be late if I don’t get dressed now.”

"I love you," A.J. murmured, obviously not letting her go.

"I love you too."

A.J. raised his eyebrows. "Say, you got anything on under that robe?"

Amanda gave him another kiss. "You're terrible," she said then pried his arms from off her waist.

She went back into the bathroom to finish getting ready. She closed and locked the door behind has as she turned on her boom box and applied her make up. When she finished getting ready, she found A.J. in the kitchen eating a bowl of cereal. He grinned at her from the table. She laughed as she pulled the orange juice from out of the refrigerator.

"So you wanna do something tonight?" A.J. asked.

"Well, I have a test to study for, but I guess we could go somewhere,” she said while pouring the juice. “What do you wanna do?"

"Let's go out to dinner tonight. No, better yet, I'll make you dinner."

Amanda smiled and nodded. "Sounds good to me,“ she said while looking at her watch. "I better get going or I'm gonna be late," she continued then gulped down her orange juice.

"I'll walk you out," A.J. said as he stood up and walked with her to the door.

Amanda grabbed her purse while A.J. took her book bag. They walked out to her car and A.J. put her bag in the passenger seat. "Do you want me to drop you off at your place? I've got time," she said as she got into the driver’s seat.

"I don't wanna make you late."

"You won't make me late. It's on my way. I have time to drop you off."

"Okay," he said then got in.

Amanda drove to A.J.'s place with the windows down and the sun roof open. A.J. linked his fingers with hers and smiled at her. Amanda smiled back and pulled into his driveway.

"I'll see you tonight," she said as she stopped the car.

A.J. gave her a quick kiss. "Call me when you get home."

"Okay," she said with a smile.

“I love you,“ he said as he got out of the car.

“I love you too,“ she echoed then blew him a kiss.

A.J. smiled and tapped on the top of her car. Amanda put her car in reverse and headed over to UCF campus. On her way to class, she ran into Nikki.

"Hey," said Nikki.

"Hey!" Amanda said with a smile.

"I assume things are cool with you and A.J."

Amanda grinned. "How'd you know?"

"Well, for one you're smiling. And I know that A.J. didn't come home last night."

"How did you know that?"

"Howie told me he tried calling A.J. on both his cell phone and home number. He assumed he was with you last night," Nikki said suspiciously.

"Yes, A.J. was with me last night, but it's not what you're thinking."

"I wasn't thinking anything," Nikki said innocently.

"Yeah sure, whatever," Amanda said with a smile. "I gotta get to class. I'll see you later."

"Bye," said Nikki.

"Bye," said Amanda as she headed off to her class.

Rachel was filled with excitement as she ran to Kristin’s room. Her heart was racing as she was about to burst to tell her news.

“Guess what?” Rachel said while bouncing around.

“You won a lifetime supply of Cheetos?”

“No!” Rachel said with a laugh.

“Just tell me, I don’t have the patience to keep guessing,” Kristin said as she shut her book.

“Okay, remember how I told there were tryouts for freshman to be on the junior varsity volleyball team?” she said as she sat on the bed.

“Yeah?” Kristin said in obvious annoyance. “Is this leading somewhere.”

“Yes, I promise.”

“Then get on with it.”

“Okay, okay. So, anyway, I tried out.”

Kristin rolled her eyes at the half assed story. “And you made the team, right?”

“Even better,” Rachel said with a grin.

“Just tell me the story and stop stalling,” Kristin said in a huff.

“Not only did I make the team, but the coach was so impressed that she put me on the varsity team!”

“Aw, Rach, that’s great!” Kristin said as she hugged her. “I’m so happy for you.”

“Thanks, practice starts tomorrow. I’m so excited!”

“Have you talked to your doctor about this?” Kristin asked softly.

“Why, I’ve been playing volleyball since I was six. I don’t need to consult my doctor on this.”

“But what if something happens.”

“I’ve never had a problem before,” Rachel said in confidence.

“There’s always a first for everything.”

Rachel rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. “Why do you always do this?”

“Do what?”

“Try to rain on my parade. Every time something good happens to me, you find a way to show me the negative. I hate it when you do that.”

Kristin scowled. “Rachel, you have a heart condition. I’m sorry if I care enough about you to not want you to wind up in the hospital like--like--”

“Like two years ago, I know. Enough already, it’ll be fine,” Rachel assured.

Kristin sighed. "You know I'm always looking out for you and I only want what's best for you. But you’re an adult, so if this is what you want to do then I stand behind you all the way.”

“Thanks,” Rachel said as she smiled. “I gotta call my mom and give her the good news.”

Kristin snorted. “Oh, joy.”

"What is that supposed to mean?"

Kristin sighed and looked over at Rachel. "You know I've never liked your mom. Personally, I don't know how you can talk to her after all that she's done to you."

"I know, but she's my mother. I can't turn my back on her."

"Do whatever you want, but I still don't like her."

"Well, whatever I'm still going to call her," Rachel said as she left Kristin's room.

Rachel was walking down the hallway when she heard the doorbell ring. She kept on walking and answered the door. She snickered when she saw A.J. and Amanda standing the doorway kissing.

"Now there's a sight to see," Rachel said with a smirk on her face.

A.J. and Amanda parted. "Sorry," Amanda said while blushing.

Rachel laughed. "It's okay. Come on in,” she said as she let them inside. "So, what brings you by?"

"We were on our way back to my apartment when we decided to come see what you two were up to," Amanda said as she sat on the couch with A.J.

“We‘re not up to much. I think Kristin‘s studying and I‘m just doing diddly squat," Rachel replied.

“Who was at the door?” Kristin asked as she walked into the living room. She looked over and saw A.J. and Amanda sitting on the couch. "Oh, hey, guys!"

"Hi, Kris. How are you?" Amanda asked.

"I'm great. I see you two made up," she said with a smile.

"What gave you that idea?" A.J. asked with a smirk.

Kristin laughed. "Well, anyway you two aren't the only ones who are happy. Rachel over here made the volleyball team."

"You did?" Amanda said.

"Yeah, I did," Rachel said with a smile.

"That is so great! Congratulations!” Amanda exclaimed in enthusiasm.

Rachel laughed. "Thank you."

"I say we all go out and celebrate," Kristin suggested.

"Oh, Kristin, I can't. A.J.'s making me dinner tonight," Amanda commented

"Oh," said Kristin in disappointment. She looked over at Rachel. "So, I guess it's just you and me."

"Um, actually, I can't either. I already have plans to play basketball with Brian tonight."

"So, I guess I'm flying solo tonight."

"You can come with us if you want. Maybe he can invite Nick."

Kristin let out a sarcastic snicker. "Yeah, right. The boy didn't even talk to me last night."

"Nick didn't talk to you last night?" A.J. asked while grinning widely.

Kristin pouted. "No."

A.J. got an even bigger grin on his face and chuckled. Kristin stared at him in suspicion and placed her hands on her hips.

"What are you laughing about?"

"Nothing, except I have a pretty good idea of what's going on with Nick."

"What?"

"Don't worry about it. Leave it to me to fix this."

"Should I trust him?" Kristin asked Amanda.

A.J. put his hand over his heart and pretended to be shocked. "You don't trust me? I'm hurt."

Amanda laughed and kissed him on the lips. "Don't worry, he knows what he's doing."

"Thank you. Well, I gotta get back to the studio," A.J. said as he stood up.

"Oh, then I guess we should go. We'll see you guys later," Amanda said as she followed A.J. out the door.

"See ya!" Rachel said.

"Bye," Kristin echoed.

"So, what do you think is going on with Nick? Or do you even want to know?" Rachel asked Kristin.

"I don't know what's going on. I guess I'll find out," she said half heartedly. "Well, I better get back to studying."

"Okay, I'm gonna go call my mom," Rachel said, then went to her room.

Sitting on her bed she dialed her mom's number on her phone, which was shaped like big red lips.

"Hello?" her mom answered.

"Mom?"

"Rachel, is that you?"

"Yeah, I have the greatest news."

"Well can it wait. . .I kind of have company," her mom said in almost a whisper.

Rachel's smile drew to a frown. "Yeah. . .sure, I guess."

"Thanks, we'll talk later."

"Okay. . .hey, mom!" Rachel said quickly. "Mom. . ." no answer, just a dial tone. Tears formed in Rachel's eyes as she hung up the phone. "So much for having a mother that cares," she whispered to herself and silently cried on her bed.

A.J. pulled into the parking lot of the studio. He grabbed his sunglasses and put them on before getting out of the car. He walked across the parking lot and noticed Brian, Nick, and Kevin walking a few feet ahead of him.

"Hey, guys!" A.J. called as he jogged in their direction. "Wait for me."

"Where did you go?" Kevin asked.

"I stopped at McDonald's and then Amanda and I stopped by Kristin and Rachel's place. Then I took Amanda home, and then. . ."

"Okay, I don't need to know anymore," Brian joked.

Kevin laughed at Brian's comment. "So, you guys made up?" he asked.

"Yeah, what can I say? We love each other."

Kevin opened the door. "That's great, Bone. I only wish I could find someone to have a relationship with like that."

Brian patted Kevin on the back. "Don't worry, you'll find someone sooner or later."

"I hope so," Kevin said.
The guys walked down the hall and walked to their studio. Howie was sitting in a chair talking to Johnny Wright.

"Are you guys ready?" Johnny asked.

"This is as ready as we're gonna get," Kevin said as he sat on the couch.

After hours of recording, they were given permission to take a break. Nick went to the water fountain to refill his water bottle. A.J. followed him and linked his arm in his.

"Come with me. We need to talk," A.J. said.

"What about?"

"I heard that you didn't talk to Kristin last night."

Nick looked down at his water bottle. "Yeah, so," he said with a cocky smirk.

"You think she's cute, don't you?"

"Nah, man, it‘s not like that."

"Nick, I know you. I know the only time you're shy is when you get around a cute girl. Not just any cute girl, but a cute girl who isn‘t easy to get into bed."

Nick looked at him for a moment then finally surrendered with a nod. "Okay, so I think she's cute, big deal."

"So, why don't you ask her out?"

"Because she‘s a little too smart for me," Nick said, looking down at his feet.

“Oh, that’s the lamest excuse I’ve ever heard,” A.J. said with a scoff.

“Well, it’s true.”

A.J. shook his head and put his hand on Nick‘s shoulder. "Look, all I know is that Kristin thinks you don't like her and that's why you didn't talk to her."

Nick looked at A.J. in surprise. "She really thinks that?"

"Yes."

"Well, that's not true. I think she's really pretty."

"Then ask her out." Nick looked at him in bewilderment. "Trust me on this one, Frack."

"What if she says no."

A.J. laughed. "Nick, she won't say no." He patted Nick on the back and started to walk away.

"Wait!" said Nick. "Do you know where I can get her number?"

A.J. smiled. "Stick around after we record and I'll get her number from Amanda."

"Alright," said Nick said with an unsure nod.

“Let’s get back in there before Kevin comes after us,” A.J. said as he led Nick back into the studio.

A.J. watched Nick for the rest of the day. He could tell he was anxious to get that number. His mind wasn’t with the recording to say the least.

“Nick, focus,“ Kevin said in frustration.

“Sorry,“ he muttered.

“I think we should call it a day,“ Johnny said. “Come back tomorrow at the same time.“

“You got it,“ Kevin said then looked at Nick. “Bring your head with you tomorrow,“ he said then left the studio.

Nick grumbled to himself as he put his headphones away and stepped up to A.J.

“I hate it when he does that.“

“Never mind him,“ A.J. said. “You have other things to worry about. Are you ready?“

“Yeah, I guess.“

A.J. pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and dialed Amanda's number. A smile spread across his face as he heard her voice.

“Hello?”

“Hey, sexy, whatcha wearin’? he teased.

“Wouldn’t you like to know,” she replied coyly.

A.J. cleared his throat and resisted the temptation to continue with that conversation.

“Listen, I need a favor.”

“A blow job?” she joked.

“Stop,” A.J. said with a laugh. “I’m being serious.”

“Ooh, then go on Mr. McLean.”

"I need you to give me Kristin's number."

He glanced at Nick who was sitting beside him, leaning in to hear her half of the conversation. A.J. pushed him out of the way and took a pen from the desk.

“Why do you need Kristin’s number?“ she asked.

"Nick's gonna call Kristin.”

“Oh, really, now?“ she said with a giggle.

A.J. grinned and clicked the pen. “I’m ready when you are.“

“Okay, her number is (407) - 569 - 9932, got it?“

“Got it,“ A.J. said as he wrote it down. I’ve gotta go, but I’ll see you tonight, okay, baby?“

“Okay I'll see you tonight, love you."

“Love you too,“ he said then up the phone.

A.J. turned and grinned at Nick. He waved the piece of paper with in front of Nick's face.

"It's now or never, dude."

Nick swallowed hard and took the number from A..J's hand. He stared at it for a moment and then looked back at A.J.

"I don't know if I can do this."

"Yes, you can. Stop being a pussy and call her."

"You aren't going to leave me alone until I call her, are you?"

"Precisely, so you better get to crackin'."

"Right now?"

A.J. picked up the phone and shoved it at Nick. "Call her!"

"Fine, I'll call her," he said while dialing the number. "This better be worth it."

"Trust me...it will," A.J. said with a smile.

"So, I guess you won't be home until later tonight huh," Kristin said as she plopped on Rachel’s bed.

"Yeah, I guess. It depends on what Brian wants to do,” Rachel replied while pulling back her long, brown hair.

Kristin heard the phone ringing and rolled her eyes. “I bet it’s that telemarketer again,” she said as she got up to answer it. “Hello?” she said with a sigh.

"Hi, is Kristin there?" said a familiar male voice.

Kristin caught her breath and struggled to answer. "This is she," she said softly.

"Hi, Kristin, this is Nick."

Kristin smiled in excitement. "What's up?"

"Nothing much. I was just . . . Uh . . . wondering if you wanna come over to my place and watch a movie. That is . . . if you aren't busy."

"No, I'm not busy."

"No, I'm not busy," Kristin replied with a smile.

Rachel came into the living room and sat on the couch to put on her shoes. She looked over at Kristin and beamed with delight.

"Is that Nick?" she whispered.

Kristin nodded as she gripped tighter onto the phone. Rachel excitedly leaned closer to hear their conversation. Kristin snickered and pushed Rachel out of the way.

"So, you want to come over?"

"Yeah," Kristin said.

"Okay, I'll come pick you up in an hour or so," said Nick.

“I'll be ready to go."

"I'll see you later."

"Bye," Kristin said then hung up the phone.

She grinned at Rachel and walked to the bathroom. Rachel followed closely behind and leaned against the doorway. Kristin hummed as she started pulling out her make up from her drawer.

"What did he want?" Rachel asked with a smirk.

"Must you be so nosey?" Kristin said jokingly.

Rachel grinned. "Okay, smart ass."

"Alright, if you must know, Nick invited me to his place to watch a movie."

"Did he really?"

"Yeah," Kristin said while brushing hair.

"See, I told you, you had nothing to worry about!" Rachel said with a laugh. "And you thought he didn't like you."

Kristin blushed. "I never said that."

"No, but you sure as hell were thinking it, weren't you?"

Kristin stopped brushing her hair, turned around and looked at Rachel. "What if after tonight he doesn't like me?"

Rachel gave Kristin a sincere look. "If he doesn't like you then he's an idiot. You are a wonderful person and any guy who doesn't like you isn't worth it."

Kristin hugged Rachel. "Thank you," she said then left the bathroom. “I still have no clue what to wear.”

Rachel started to speak, but there was a knock at the door. "That must be Brian," Rachel said as she walked to the door. "Hi," she said with a smile. “You’re early.”

"Yeah, I got a little bit of a head start,“ he said with a grin. “Are you ready to go?"

"Just about. Come on in." Rachel said as she headed to her room where Kristin was peeking her head out to wave at Brian.

Brian waved back stepped in and followed Rachel to her room. Rachel grabbed her bag and double checked everything that was inside. Brian looked at the poster of himself hanging above Rachel's bed and smirked.

"That's a good picture of me."

Rachel looked up at Brian and blushed. "Yeah, I, uh...forgot I had that there," she said as she zipped her bag.

"Rachel do I look okay?" Kristin said as she stood up and did a twirl.

She was wearing a pair of denim capris with a blue tank top and matching flip flops. Kristin smoothed out her shirt and sighed in apprehension.

"You look cute," Rachel said.

Kristin sighed as she looked herself in the full length mirror on the door. "I do? I mean, it's not too much, is it?"

Rachel got up and grabbed a black hair clip from the dresser drawer. "Let me fix just one thing," she said as she started run her fingers through Kristin's hair to pull it back. "There, that looks good," Rachel said as she admired her work.

Kristin looked at it and smiled. "Thanks."

"No prob," Rachel said.

Brian was standing behind them. He fluttered his eyelashes. "I just can't seem to do anything with my hair. Can you fix it for me?" he said with a laugh. Rachel elbowed him in the ribs. "Ouch! Watch it!" he said as he rubbed his ribs.

Rachel giggled. "Well, you deserved it."

Brian stood closer to her. "Oh, really?" he said with a smirk.

Rachel looked Brian straight in the eyes and her cheeks flushed a little. "Yes, really," she said softly. Rachel looked away and cleared her throat. "Are you ready to go?"

"I'm ready if you are," he said.

"Okay, then let's go."

Rachel and Brian said their goodbyes to Kristin, leaving her by herself in the apartment. She sighed as she went into the bathroom and double checked her hair and make up. She gave her lips gloss and final touch and sprayed on a little strawberry body spray. With one last look at herself in the mirror, she turned the light off and sat on her bed. She looked up at the poster of Nick and sighed in anxiety. Don't be nervous. Just be yourself, Kristin thought. She jumped when there was a knock on the door. Kristin slowly got up and answered it. Outside the door stood Nick. Kristin gulped as she stared at him. Her heart was beating against her chest.

"Are you ready to go?" Nick asked.

"Yeah," Kristin said as she stepped outside. She noticed Nick had his hands behind his back. "What are you hiding?" Kristin asked with a grin.

Nick blushed and shyly handed her a rose. "This is for you."

"Thank you," Kristin said as she took it.

"Shall we go now?" Nick asked with a half smile.

"Yeah," Kristin said softly.


Nick shyly took her hand in his and they walked to his car. Kristin blushed as he opened the car door for her. He timidly smiled as he shut the door. Before he got in the car, Kristin quickly checked herself in the mirror. She drew in a deep breath and put on her seat belt. Kristin had no plans for the evening except to have a good time.

“I warn you, I don’t live alone,” he said as he buckled he seatbelt.

“You don’t?”

Nick shook his head. “I live with my parents and siblings.”

“That’s no big deal,” Kristin said as she looked out the window.

“Are you sure? I mean, we can go do something else if you want.”

“No, it’s fine,” Kristin said then smiled at him.

“Great,” Nick said then drove down the road to his house.

"Yeah! Two points for me!" said Rachel as she did a little victory dance.

Brian stood there in shock. "How the heck did you manage to steal that ball from me?"

Rachel laughed. "It's like I told you before, I rock in b-ball."

"No one is better than the B-Rokster," Brian said with a smirk.

"Looks like you got competition B-Rok," Rachel said as she passed him the ball.

Brian dribbled the ball passed Rachel and she quickly swept it away from his hands. She dribbled it down the court and did a graceful lay up.

"She scores!" She cheered as she walked up to Brian. He was standing there with his jaw dropped. Rachel put her hand on his bottom jaw and shut his mouth. "Close your mouth, dear. It's very unattractive," she joked.

Brian smiled. "You're amazing."

Rachel blushed. "Well, you're not too bad yourself, bud," she said as she punched him on the shoulder.

"You wanna play another game?"

Rachel laughed. "You just can't stand the fact that I beat you, can you?"

Brian smiled and brushed a piece of hair off of Rachel's face. "Come on, lets go get some ice cream."

"Okay, but losers pay," Rachel said as she walked toward Brian's BMW.

"Oh, so now I'm a loser."

"You make it sound like such a bad thing."

Brian unlocked his BMW. "Next time we play basketball I'm gonna cream you."

"In your dreams," Rachel said as she got in the car.

Rachel breathed in and felt a pain in her chest. She tried to subside it on her own, but it was obvious it wasn’t going to happen. She reached for her bag and pulled out her inhaler.

“Are you okay?“ Brian asked.

“Oh, yeah, fine,“ Rachel said as she gave herself a quick puff. “Just a little athletic asthma. No big deal.“

“You sure?“

“Yeah, I’m good, really.“

“Alright, if you’re sure,“ he said then started the car and headed down the street.

“What are you getting?” he asked as they walked into the Dairy Queen.

"I'm thinking of a pineapple sundae."

"Yuck! Pineapple?" Brian said with his nose crinkled

"You don't like pineapple?"

"Yeah, but not on ice cream. I think I'll stick with my vanilla ice cream cone."

Rachel laughed as she stood up to the cashier to order. Rachel pulled money from out her pocket, but Brian stopped her.

“I got this,” he said.

“Brian you don’t have to.”

“I want to,” he said with a smile.

“I was just kidding about the loser paying thing.”

“I know,” Brian said then stood in front of her to pay.

When the received their order, they sat at a booth in the back of the lobby. Rachel took a bit of her sundae and grinned.

"Mmm," she said. "This is good."

Brian gave her a disgusted look "You're the first girl I've seen that eat like that."

"It's not bad." She scooped up a spoonful and handed it to Brian. "Here, try it."

"No way! You're asking the wrong Backstreet Boy."

Rachel grinned. "Well, you're the only Backstreet Boy around. Try it, you'll like it." Brian shook his head. "Damn it, don't be so stubborn," Brian just grinned and licked his ice cream cone. "Don't make me shove this spoon down your throat. Now, try it."

Brian laughed. "Alright, alright! I'll try it." He took the spoon, put it in his mouth, and smiled. "It's not bad."

"See, I told you."

Brian put the spoon back in Rachel's bowl. "I want some more."

Rachel slapped his hand. "Hey, get your own."

Brian laughed. "Sorry."

When they finished with their ice cream, they headed back to his car. Rachel buckled her seatbelt and looked at him with a smile.

"You wanna go to the beach, or do you wanna go back to your apartment?" he asked.

Rachel shook her head. "Let's go to the beach.”

"Alright cool," Brian said as he started the car.

Brian drove to the beach and they both walked along the shore. Rachel stopped and looked at the ocean. Her mind was racing with thoughts of things that were going on in her life. She’d almost forgotten that she was on a date until she was Brian looking at her.

"A penny for your thoughts," Brian said gently.

Rachel looked at Brian. "Oh...it was nothing."

"You sure? You looked like you off in another world."

Rachel was silent for a moment. "Yeah....can you take me home?"

Brian looked at her in concern. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired that's all," she said softly.
“Are you sure?”

“Positive,” Rachel said with a soft sigh.

Brian took her hand and they silently went back to the car. Rachel was silent the whole way back to her apartment. She felt a chill go up her back and she shivered. Brian looked over at her.

"Are you cold?"

"A little."

Brian got a jacket out from the back seat. "Here put this on."

"Thanks," Rachel said and she slid it on.

The scent of Safari reached her nose. She breathed it in and smiled. Suddenly, she felt Brian grab her hand. She jumped a little but then relaxed her hand in his. They arrived at the apartment a few minutes later and Brian walked her up to the door. He grabbed her hand and looked her deeply in the eyes.

Rachel shyly unlocked the door. "Do you uh. . .wanna come in for a few minutes? I don't think Kristin's back yet."

"Sure," Brian said with a smile.

Rachel opened the door and the two went inside then sat on the couch. Brian sat next to Rachel and put his hand on her cheek. "I had a really good time tonight," he said softly.

Rachel shyly smiled. "I did too." A tear came to her eye.

Brian looked at her with concerned eyes. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Rachel wiped the tear away and sniffled. "Yeah, I'm...I'm fine," she lied.

Brian wrapped his arms around her and gave her a warm hug. He let go and gave her a soft kiss on the cheek. "Good night."

"You're leaving?" Rachel asked in bewilderment.

"You just seemed a little upset. I figured you wanted to be alone. I can stay if you want."

Tears were trickling down Rachel's face, almost making her feel foolish to be crying front of him. "Could you, please?" she whispered.

"Yeah. . .sure," Brian said as he sat back down.

Rachel scooted over and laid her head on Brian's shoulder. Brian gently wrapped his arms around her. They were silent for a moment then Brian linked his fingers with hers.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Rachel sat up and looked Brian in the eyes. The tears were still coming down. "It's really kind of difficult to talk about."

"So, you don't want to talk about it?"

Rachel sighed. "Not right now. It's still kind of hard for me talk about."

"It's okay I understand."

"Let’s just say you know where I'm coming from, and you've been through what I might have to go through." Brian looked at her in confusion. "I've lost, you haven't I?"

Brian let out a soft chuckle. "I think you did."

"Sorry," Rachel said then sniffled.

Brian wiped a tear off from her face. "It's okay. Sometimes thing are best unsaid until the time is right."

"Do you always talk like a Hallmark card?" Rachel said with a slight grin.

Brian laughed. "I have my moments." Brian looked at Rachel for a moment and smiled.

Rachel brushed her hair from her face. "God, I must look like a mess."

Brian shook his head. "No. . .you look beautiful."

"Yeah. . .sure," she said while blushing.

"Come here," Brian said with his arms open.

Rachel scooted closer to him and relaxed herself in his arms. "I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"For ruining your night."

"No, you didn't ruin anything. I had a really good time."

"You did?"

"Yeah, I mean you beat me at basketball. How much fun can a guy have?"

Rachel laughed and smacked him playfully on the face. Brian searched her luscious blue eyes for a moment, and slowly moved closer to her. Their lips lightly brushed together then pulled in to a light kiss. Brian shyly pulled away and nervously bit his lip.

"Sorry," he said softly.

Rachel smiled. "No, it's okay. . .really," she said then gave him another kiss. She settled back into his arms and sighed. "Thank you," she whispered.

"For what?"

"For being nice to me."

Brian kissed her on the top of her head. "You're welcome," he said as he held her tighter.

Rachel snuggled closer and closed her eyes. The both sat in silence in the dark living room. She could hear the slow, steady breathing from Brian and her eyes began to droop. Before she knew it, she was asleep.

Kristin was sitting on the couch while Nick was going through his collection of movies. She timidly looked around the house and smiled at all the family pictures. Even though she new a little bit about the Carters from magazine and news reports, she still felt it was a new experience.

"Do you like scary movies?" Nick asked as he turned around.

"Yeah," Kristin said softly.

"Okay, cool. Have you seen Scream?"

Kristin shook her head. “Not I haven‘t.”

“Are you for real?” he said in shock.

“Seriously, I’ve never seen it.”

“Aw, man, okay we're watching it then." He popped the in the disc to the DVD player. "Come on, let's go make some popcorn before we watch the movie."

Kristin shyly took his hand and they walked into the kitchen. Nick opened up a cabinet and handed Kristin the package of popcorn.

"Can you put this in the microwave for me?" he asked.

"Sure," Kristin said as she took the package and put it in the microwave.

Nick opened the refrigerator and browsed for some soda. Kristin leaned against the counter and waited for the popcorn to finish.

"Do you want Sprite or Pepsi?" he asked.

"Sprite," Kristin said as she opened the microwave. "You wanna put this in a bowl?"

Nick got out two Sprites and then went to a cabinet and got out a big plastic bowl. "Yeah, we’ll put the popcorn in this,” he said as he set the bowl down while Kristin poured the popcorn in. "Let’s go watch the movie," Nick said as he walked back to the living room.

They made themselves comfortable on the couch and Nick turned off all the lights except for a small lamp on the other side of the living room. Kristin had to hide her smile. She liked his style of setting the mood. She pulled her legs up close to herself and watched the movie.

Some time in the middle of the movie, Kristin and Nick found themselves holding hands in the popcorn bowl. Kristin was the first to notice and shyly pulled her hand away. Nick blushed and quickly looked away from her. She glued her eyes on the TV screen as the movie was starting to get suspenseful. They both became to engrossed in the movie that they didn’t realize they weren’t alone.

"Boo!"

Kristin screamed and grabbed onto Nick. He sat up straight and paused the movie as he looked around the living room.

"What the hell?" Nick exclaimed.

They could hear giggles coming from behind the couch. Out popped Nick's younger siblings Angel and Aaron. They giggled hysterically and slapped each other a high five. Kristin sighed of relief and let go of Nick.

"Did we scare ya?" Aaron asked.

"What are you two doing out of bed?" Nick asked.

Just then, Nick's mom, Jane, came downstairs. "What is going on down here? I heard a scream."

Nick pointed to Angel and Aaron. "The Rugrats are awake. Need I say more?"

Jane looked over at Aaron and Angel then laughed. "Come on, you two. Back to bed."

"Aww, man," Aaron whined. "I don't wanna."

"But you're gonna. Now, get upstairs."

Aaron and Angel grumbled and went upstairs. Nick looked over at Kristin and smiled.

"Sorry about that? You okay? You can breathe now," he joked.

"I'm fine, they just surprised me," Kristin said with a soft giggle.

"Yeah, they like to give me grief when I've got company."

"Apparently."

"Now, let's watch the rest of the movie," Nick said as he turned the movie back on.

Kristin smiled and made herself comfortable on the couch. She noticed Nick nervously looking at Kristin from the corner of his eye. She bit her bottom lip to keep from laughing. She was pretty sure he was about to make a move. Nick slowly raised his arm and carefully placed it around Kristin's shoulders. She smiled and cuddled closer to him. It was a typical move, but it was good enough for her. Kristin had contain herself as it dawned on her that it was Nick Carter who had his arm around her. She counted to ten and took a deep breath as she focused her eyes back on the movie.

When the movie was over, they sat on the couch in silence. She wasn’t sure if she should say anything. It was obvious that Nick wasn’t going to let go of her, not that she minded. She placed her head on his shoulder and he cleared his throat.

"What did you think of the movie?" Nick asked awkwardly.

Kristin smiled. "I really liked it."

"So, what do you want to do now?"

"I don't know. What do you wanna do?"

Nick thought a minute then smiled. "Let’s play Mario Kart."

Kristin laughed. "How did I know that you were gonna say that?" she said, suddenly feeling embarrassed for knowing that fact.

Nick smiled and gave her shoulder a squeeze. "So, you wanna play it?"

"I don't know. It depends."

"Depends on what?"

"On you." Kristin said coyly.

"What about me?" Nick said as he got closer to her.

"If you can handle being beat by a girl."

"You think you can beat me?"

"Sure, and I'm gonna kick your butt."

"Oh, is that so?" Nick said with a grin.

"Yeah," Kristin grinned back.

"So, what if I lose?"

"Then I get the reward."

"And if I win?"

Kristin gave Nick a seductive smile. "Then you get the reward. It's a win, win situation. Either way we're both gonna be happy."

"What's the reward?" Nick whispered.

Kristin smirked. "You'll see."

Nick laughed and sat down on the floor. He handed Kristin her controller. "Let’s play."

Kristin giggled and sat down next to Nick. He turned on the game and she laughed as he hummed along to the theme music. The two of them sat on the floor battling each other to a game of Mario Kart, but they both knew it was more than just a game.

Soft music was playing and the lights were turned down low in Amanda's apartment. She smiled at him from across the table as they were eating the shrimp and angel hair pasta that A.J. had made.

"How does it taste?" A.J. asked softly.

Amanda smiled. "It tastes great. I really like it."

"Good, I'm glad you do."

"So, what's all been going on with the group and stuff?" she asked as she took a sip of wine.

"Well, we've been rehearsing for the tour. We've also been working a little bit on the new album."

Amanda nodded. "So, when does the tour start again?" she asked, knowing the answer already.

“You know when we leave,” he replied.

“Refresh my memory.”

"We leave in two weeks." A.J. said as Amanda put down her fork and looked away. A.J. got up and wrapped his arms around her. "Babe, please don't be sad. We'll be okay."

Tears came to Amanda's eyes. "How long will you be gone for?"

"We'll be gone for a month then, we'll come back for two days due to Thanksgiving."

"And after that?"

"We won't be back until the week of Christmas."

"Then I suppose you won't be back until the spring after that."

"Unfortunately, yes."
"I see," Amanda said as she began to cry.

A.J. held her tighter. "Everything will be just fine. It won't be as bad as it seems." A.J. stood up and led Amanda to the couch.

"I'm gonna miss you so much," Amanda said softly.

A single tear trickled down her cheek. A.J. lightly kissed it off. He smoothed out her hair and smiled fondly at her. He knelt down in front of her and took both of her hands as he began to sing.

"I'll never break your heart. I'll never make you cry. I'd rather die, then live without you. I'll give you all of me honey, that's no lie."

As cliché his moment was, Amanda couldn‘t help but smile. "I love it when you sing that to me," Amanda said as she squeezed his hands.

"I know," A..J said softly then stood back up. He kissed her lightly on the forehead. "Don't worry, we'll be just fine. Maybe we can work something out to where you can tour with me during your Christmas break. Would you like that?" Amanda nodded. "I'll see what I can do."

Amanda looked up at A.J. and kissed him softly on the lips. "I love you," she whispered.

A.J. smiled and kissed her back. "I love you too," he said.

They were about to kiss again, but the doorbell rang. A.J. groaned and rolled his eyes.

"I wonder who that could be."

"I don't know, but I'm gonna kill them," A.J. said with a chuckle. "I'll get it,” he said as he headed toward the door. He opened the door to see Howie, Kevin, and Nikki standing there. "What are you guys doing here?"

"We were on our way to the mall and we stopped by to see if you guys wanted to join us," Kevin said.

Howie peeked into Amanda's apartment. "Are we interrupting something?"

"You could say that," A.J. said flatly.

Amanda came to the door. "Hey, guys. What are you doing here?"

"We just wanted to know if you two wanted to come with us to the mall."

Amanda looked at A.J. "Do you want to go?"

"Sure, why not," he said half heartedly.

“Great, meet us at the food court,” Kevin said as they walked back to their cars.

Amanda looked over at A.J. “You really want to go?”

“Do you?”

“It’s something else to do besides watch me mope.”

A.J. lightly tapped her on the tip of her nose with his finger. “None of that,” he said then kissed her. “Go get your purse and we’ll go.”

“Okay,” she said then kissed him back.

They were the last to arrive at the mall. When they walked into the food court, they spotted Kevin, Howie, and Nikki right away. They were by the ice cream shop. Nikki waved them over and A.J. followed Amanda in their direction.

“Took you long enough,” Howie joked.

“Zip it,” A.J. said with a grin.

"So, where do we want to go first?" Nikki asked.

"Let’s go check out that new store called Ocean Pacific," said Howie. “I hear they have some really neat stuff.”

"Alright, let's go," said Kevin.

They all walked over to the store and looked around. Howie and Nikki headed to the shirts. Kevin went and looked at the hats. A.J. and Amanda tried on some sunglasses.

"Hey, these are cool!" A.J. exclaimed as he put on a pair of black sunglasses with oval shaped frames.

Amanda laughed. "You look like a bug with those things on."

A.J. grinned as he looked in the mirror. "I think I'm gonna buy them."

"Don't you have enough pairs of sunglasses?" Amanda asked.

"I could always use another pair," A.J. said as he walked to the cashier.

Amanda laughed and wrapped her arms around his waist. She drew her attention over to Howie and Nikki, standing by a rack of shirts. She smiled as she watched them banter. Howie put on a bright colored Hawaiian shirt. He turned to Nikki and smiled.

"How do I look?"

Nikki busted out laughing. "You look so stupid."

Howie pretended to be hurt. "Oh, thanks so much, babe," he said looking into her eyes.

Nikki quickly looked away and picked up another shirt. "Maybe this one would look better."

Howie grinned and took the shirt from her. Kevin walked up to them. He looked at Howie and laughed.

"A little early for Halloween don't ya think?"

Howie gave Kevin a sarcastic laugh. "Funny, Kev."

"Sorry, I had to say it. I'm gonna go down to the bookstore. I'll join you guys later."

"Alright, cool," said Howie.

Amanda walked over to them. "I'll join you, Kev. There's a book I wanna find."

"Fine by me," he replied.

"Do you wanna come, baby?" Amanda asked A.J. "Or do you want me to meet you somewhere?"

"You go ahead. I'm going down to Baker's with these two."

"Okay," she said then gave him a quick kiss.

She was walking out of the store with Kevin when Nikki stopped her. Amanda turned around when she felt Nikki loop her arm into hers.

“Can I talk to you for just a second?“

“Sure,“ Amanda said with a smile. “Kevin, I’ll be right there.“

“Okay,“ he said then kept on walking.

She turned to face Nikki. “So, what’s up?“

“Um, do you happen to know if Howie’s been talking about me?“

Amanda eyed her suspiciously and crossed her arms. “No…why?“

“No reason,“ Nikki answered.

Amanda grinned. “You like Howie.“

“Of course I like Howie, he’s my best friend. What kind of friendship would that be if I hated him?“

“No, you like him more than just a friend.“

“Don’t be silly. I was just curious, that’s all.“

“Right,“ Amanda said with a smirk.

“Look, I gotta go join Howie at Baker’s. Go have fun in the bookstore.“

“Alright,“ Amanda said as she watched Nikki walk away.

She chuckled to herself then walked into the bookstore. Kevin was browsing through the discount books when she walked up to him.

“What was that all about?“ he asked.

“Girl talk,“ Amanda said with a smile. “Come help me find a book.“

“Okay,“ Kevin said with a nod.

Amanda wandered over to the self help section. Kevin skimmed the titles for a second then turned in Amanda's direction.
"What book are you looking for?"

"A Woman's Guide to Happiness. I forgot the author's name though," she said as she continued to glance through titles. I think I'm going on a wild good chase."

"Maybe someone who works here can help. I'll see if someone can help us," Kevin said as he walked down the aisle.

Amanda dropped the book she was holding and shouted at Kevin. "Kevin, watch out!"

Kevin backed up from the ladder just as he heard someone gasp. On the ladder was a girl wjp was trying to catch her balance. Her arms flung in the air as she started to fall from the ladder. Kevin caught her before she hit the ground. He set her back down and blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, are you okay?"

The girl dusted off her clothes. "Yeah, I'm fine." She looked up at Kevin and froze. "Oh my..." the girl stated as she began to hyperventilate.

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"You're. . .you're," the girl stammered.

"Kevin Richardson from the Backstreet Boys," he said in almost a whisper.

"Yeah," the girl said.

"What's your name?"

"Sarah."

Kevin smiled. "Nice to meet you. I'm really sorry for bumping you off the ladder. I wasn't paying attention."

"No, it's okay, really. It happens all the time."

"Really?"

"Well. . .no not really."

Amanda walked over to them in a rush. "Wow, are you okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Kevin caught me before I fell."

Amanda drew her attention over to Kevin and smacked his arm. "You should look before you walk, Kev."

"Hey, I told her I was sorry."

Amanda shook her head and ignored Kevin. "Anyway, can you help us find a book?"

"Sure, what book is it?"

"A Woman's Guide to Happiness. I can't remember the author and I don't even know where to start."

"That would be Shawna Peterson, and that book is actually sold out."

Amanda groaned. "Damn, I knew I should've ordered that book online."

"We can back order it for you and call you when it comes in," Sarah suggested.

"That would be great."

"Follow me to the counter and we'll get everything together."

Amanda and Kevin went to the counter. As Amanda was giving out the information to Sarah, she noticed Kevin studying Sarah intently. She eyed him with suspicion. Kevin looked over at her and glared.

"You're all set. The book should come in about a week."

"Thank you for all your help, Sarah."

"You're welcome. Have a nice day," Sarah replied while staring at Kevin.

"You do the same," Kevin said with a smile. "Maybe I'll see you around."

"Yeah. . .maybe," Sarah said, then went back to her work.

As they were leaving the store, Amanda reached over and pinched Kevin's arm. He jumped and looked at her in annoyance.

"What was that all about?" she asked.

"Nothing, I was just being friendly."

"I think you liked the looks of her," Amanda said with a laugh.

"Hey, I'm single and lonely. What do you expect me to do?"

"Why didn't you ask her out?"

"I think that would've been highly inappropriate after I nearly killed her by bumping her off the ladder," Kevin said with a straight face.

"Kevin, you'll never meet a girl unless you take a chance on one. Take my advice for a change. She seemed to like you too. I think you have a chance with her."

"Yes, but how can I be so sure that she was into me and not my persona?"

"You'll never know unless you take a chance. Look at me and A.J. I was just a fan when we first met. Now look at us, still together after all this time. It would've never happened if didn't take the chance."

"I don't know…" Kevin trailed off.

"Just think about it," Amanda said as she patted him on the back. "Come on, let’s go find the others," she said as she linked his arm with his. Kevin smiled and linked his arm tighter with hers as they continued to walk to the other side of the mall.

"Ha! Take that, Mario!" Kristin said to Nick.

"No fair! You blew me up!" Nick pouted.

Kristin laughed as she ran her fingers through his hair. "Aww, poor Nicky got beat by a girl."

Nick smiled. "So, what's the reward?"

Kristin drew closely to Nick. "What reward?"

"The reward you said that no matter who won, we'd both be happy."

"Did I say that?" she said innocently.

"Yes."

Kristin sat on Nick's lap. "You want your reward?"

Nick nodded with a smirk “Of course.”

Kristin got even closer. "Guess what?" she whispered in his ear.

"What?" Nick asked with a grin.

"I lied," she said with a laugh.

"Oh, that‘s just not fair,” he whined.

Kristin smiled. "I know."

"You know what?”

“What?” she said while giggling.

“I'll show you," Nick said as he began to tickle her sides. Kristin giggled. "Uh oh, someone's ticklish." Nick attacked her and pinned her to the ground. He tickled her until she cried.

"Okay, stop!" Kristin said in between laughs.

Nick let her up and she caught her breath. She gave Nick an evil eye and attacked him, causing him to fall to the floor. Kristin looked Nick deeply in the eyes. Slowly their lips moved toward each other. She paused then Nick put his hand on her cheek and kissed her lightly on the lips. Kristin ran her fingers through Nick's blonde hair. After a few minutes, Nick finally pulled away. Kristin shyly got off Nick and sat back down on the floor.

"Sorry," she said softly.

Nick caressed her face. "What are you sorry for?"

"I shouldn't have kissed you."

"Can I let you in on a secret?"

"Sure."

Nick stared into Kristin's big brown eyes. "You can kiss me anytime, anywhere."

Kristin smiled as Nick kissed her gently on the lips. He slowly moved to her neck and wrapped his strong arms around her waist. Kristin linked her arms around his neck and kissed him back. Nick caressed her cheek and stared into her eyes.

"What time is it?" Kristin asked.

Nick looked at his watch. "Almost midnight."

"I better get back to my apartment. I have class in a few hours. I need my sleep."

Nick pouted a little then got off the floor. “Okay.“

He took Kristin's hand and they went out to his car. Neither one of them spoke a word on the way to the apartment. They just held each other's hand in silence. When they arrived at the apartment, Nick looked at Kristin and smiled.

"I'm glad you came over tonight."

"I am too. I really had fun."

Nick kissed her gently on the lips. "You're coming to the concert tomorrow night, aren't you?"

Kristin smiled. "Of course I am. I wouldn't miss it for the world."

"Good," he said softly. Nick got out of the car and walked Kristin up to her door. "I'll see you tomorrow night."

"Okay," Kristin said and wrapped her arms around him.

Nick kissed her on the lips once more. "Good night," he said softly.

"Good night," Kristin said, then went inside.

Kristin quietly shut the door and went into the living room. She found Rachel laying on the couch fast asleep with Brian's jacket wrapped around her. Kristin smiled and gently shook Rachel awake.

"Rachel, wake up," Kristin whispered.

"Mmmm, Brian let me sleep," Rachel mumbled and rolled over.

Kristin covered her mouth to keep from laughing. "Rach, get up!" she said a little bit louder.

Rachel sat up and rubbed her eyes. "Brian. . ." she said while rubbing her eyes. Rachel pulled her hands away from her eyes and looked around, noticing Brian was gone. "Oh. . .hi, Kristin," she said in a yawn.

Kristin laughed. "Good morning, sleepy head. Why did you think I was Brian?"

"He was here earlier. I must have fallen asleep. I guess I bored him to death. What time it is anyway?"

Kristin looked at her watch. "It's almost one. We better get to bed or we'll be falling asleep in class."

Rachel just stared off into space and nodded. Kristin noticed her eyes were swollen as if she had been crying.

"Rach, are you okay? You look like you've been crying."

"I'm. . .fine," Rachel said avoiding Kristin's eyes.

"Rachel, don't lie to me. You know I hate that."

"I don't want to talk about it right now," Rachel said as she got up and walked toward her room, still wearing Brian's jacket.

"Alright, but I'm going to keep bugging you until you do," Kristin said as she followed her.

"Fine with me," Rachel commented as she changed into her pajamas and putting Brian's jacket back on.

Kristin let out a snicker. "Are you going to sleep in that jacket?"

Rachel grinned as she climbed into bed. "It smells good."

"Weird girl," Kristin said as she walked to her own room. "Good night."

"Good night. . .and I'm not weird!" she shouted.

"Whatever you say," Kristin yelled back as she crawled into bed."

She was snuggled under her blankets, slowly drifting off to sleep when she heard her phone ring. Puzzled of who would be calling at that hour, she answered the phone.

"Hello?" she said in a sleepy voice.

"Hey," said the sound of Nick's voice.

Kristin beamed a smile. "What you doing calling me?"

"I just wanted to hear your voice again one last time before I went to sleep."

"Really?"

"Yes," he said with a yawn. "Are you in bed?"

"I am," she replied.

"What are you wearing?"

"What?" Kristin said, nearly sitting up.

Nick laughed. "I'm just joking with you. I really just called to say good night."

"I thought we already established that when you dropped me off."

"We did..."

"So...why are you really calling, Nick?"

"I just wanted to know when I would see you again. Aside from the concert, I mean."

Kristin felt her face grow red. She stifled her giggle in her pillow and regained composure. "I don't know. We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh, I can't get an answer now?" he joked.

"I have class in the morning," she replied with a grin. "Good night, Nick."

"Sweet dreams, " he replied then hung up.

Kristin hung up the phone and chuckled to herself. She settled herself back into bed, pulling the blankets close. She smiled to herself and fell asleep with a smile still on her face.

Kevin walked into the book store where Sarah worked. He looked around and she was no where in sight. "Excuse me, sir," Kevin asked a man. "Is Sarah working here today?"

"She won't be here for another few minutes," the man said.

"Oh, okay," Kevin said.

He wandered over to the café of the bookstore and ordered himself a cappuccino. Kevin sipped in silence as he waited for her to arrive. A part of him wanted to get up and leave, but his heart was telling him to take a chance. About thirty minutes later, Sarah came rushing through the door. She appeared very flustered as he watched her. Kevin couldn’t help but to overhear her conversation with her boss.

"Am I late?" she asked her boss.

"Actually, you're thirty minutes early."

Sarah groaned. "My watch must be wrong," she said as she set her purse down.

"There's a gentleman sitting over there for you. He's been waiting about a half an hour."

Sarah looked over and saw Kevin sitting at a table drinking his cappuccino. She walked over to him and sat at the table with him. He softly smiled at her when she reached the table.

"Hi," he said with a smile, gesturing for her to sit down.

"Hi," she replied shyly as she took a seat across from him.

"How are you?"

"I'm okay. What about you?"

"I'm pretty good."

"Well, that's good. So, what are you doing here?"

"To see you," Kevin said straight faced.

"Me? Why me?" Sarah replied, in obvious shock.

"Because you're nice."

Sarah laughed softly. "You don't even know me."

"So change that. Tell me about you."

"What do you want to know?"

"Well, first of all do you have a boyfriend?"

Sarah hesitated for a moment then finally nodded. "My boyfriend's name is Keith."

"How long have you two been together?"

"Well, I've know him since eighth grade, but we didn't start going out until my junior year and I'm twenty-one now."

"That's a long time."

"Yeah, it is,” she said softly.

"So, are you from around here?" Kevin asked as he took another sip of his cappuccino.

"Well, I grew up in Oregon, but I moved down here to be with Keith," Sarah said flatly.

"You don't sound too happy about it."

"No, I'm happy about it," she said quickly.

Kevin raised his eyebrows and nodded. He sipped his cappuccino once more, smacking his lips loudly as he looked at her.

"What?"

"Nothing," Kevin said innocently.

"You don't believe that I'm happy do you?"

"I never said that. So, other than your boyfriend what else can you tell me about you?"

"Well, I'm really into art and music."

"So am I. What kind of music do you like?"

"I like all kinds. It just depends on my mood. I'm also a dancer, well…used to be."

“What do you mean, used to be?”

“I stopped dancing when Keith and I moved here. He’s a little protective of me.”

“I see,” Kevin said softly. “Well, maybe we could go clubbing sometime? Just as friend, of course."

"I really don't think that would be such a good idea."

"Why not? It's just two friends going out and having fun."

"I guess," Sarah said half heartedly."

"What about movies?" Kevin said, trying hard to read her emotions.

"I like all kinds of movies, but my favorite would have to be My Best Friend's Wedding. What about you?"

"Well, right now I like anything but Jim Carey movies." Sarah laughed. "I'm dead serious. Brian watches them all the time. It gets old after a while."

Sarah laughed again then caught Kevin staring at her. "What?"

"Nothing," Kevin said with a smile.

"You were staring."

"Oh, sorry, I just couldn't help noticing how pretty your eyes are"

Sarah blushed and laughed nervously. "Thanks."

"So, you and this Keith guy, are you two serious?"

"Well, it depends on what you mean by serious."

"I mean, like are you two engaged."

Sarah gave him a shocked look. "No, we're not engaged."

"Then how serious are you?"

"Pretty serious, I guess."

"Do you love him?"

"What?" Sarah said in obvious reluctance.

"I said. . .do you love him?" Kevin said in a horse whisper.

"I don't think--"

"Just answer my question."

"I. . .I. . . I really should get to work," Sarah said as she got out of her seat and walked behind the counter.

Kevin followed her. "Are you gonna answer my question or not?"

Sarah grabbed some books and headed to the shelves. "I don't have to answer that."

"Fine, don't answer me,” he said defensively. “Look, I gotta go. I'll see you later" Kevin disappeared into the many bookshelves.

He started to leave the store, but he changed his mind and made his way back over to the aisle, where she was putting away books. He tapped her on the shoulder she quickly turned around and stepped back.

"You know, you're gonna get me fired," she said.

"Go to dinner with me tonight."

Sarah chuckled. "Go eat dinner with you? You don't even know me."

"I don't have to," Kevin said as he stared deeply into her eyes.

"I have a boyfriend," Sarah said with one eyebrow raised.

"So we'll go as friends."

Sarah laughed at his perseverance. "You're very persistent, aren't you?"

Kevin grinned. "Only to girls I like. So, will you come to dinner with me? No, better yet come to the concert tonight and we'll go to dinner afterwards."
Sarah smiled. "Okay, I'll go to the concert and to dinner with you."

"Great," Kevin said. He handed her a backstage pass. "Show this to the bodyguard and they'll let you in the back way."

"Do you always walk around with a random pass in your pocket?" she joked.

"Just take it, please?" he begged.

"Okay," she said as she took it from him.

"See you tonight," Kevin said then left before she could change her mind.

Kevin walked through the doors of the book store. As he was passing the store, he looked through the window and saw her standing in the aisle, holding the pass. She was talking to a co-worker with a smile on her face while she showed off the pass. Kevin smiled to himself and quickly left the mall with confidence that the evening would be a memorable event.

Rachel came back to the apartment after an exhausting time at volleyball practice. Kristin was sitting on the couch watching MTV. Rachel made a bee line to the kitchen and sat at the kitchen table. Her chest ached with tension. She reached for her inhaler and took a couple of puffs, hoping that would soothe the pain.

"Hey, Rach. How was practice?" she asked, not looking away from the TV.

"It. . .was. . .really. . .tough," Rachel said in between short breaths.

Kristin shut off the TV and looked over at her in concern. "Rach, you all right? You seem to be out of breath."

"No. . .I'm okay. I just. . .need to. . .sit down," she said as she took another puff of her inhaler.

Kristin walked into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water out of the fridge. "Here, drink this."

"Thanks," Rachel said as she took little sips.

“Did you take your medication today?” she asked while staring at her with worry.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Rachel said as her breathing began to steady. “I’m okay.”

"Geez, girl, what did you do at practice?"

"It wasn't from. . .practice. It was from running. . .from the gym. . .back here," Rachel said as she continued to catch her breath.

"You ran all the way over here!?" Kristin said, raising her voice. "What the hell were you thinking!?"

"I needed to get into shape."

"Rach, you know what can happen if you overdo yourself. You're going to wind up back in the hospital like. . .like. . ." her voice faded.

"Like two years ago?" Rachel finished. Kristin nodded, close to tears. "Kris, I know what I'm doing. I'm not going to let a little heart condition stop me."

"Little heart condition? Rachel, you almost died. I don't want to lose my best friend. Just promise you'll be more careful and not do anything crazy like that again."

Rachel sighed. "I promise," she said softly, regaining her normal breathing speed. “Come on, let’s go get ready. We have a concert to go to!" Rachel said as she stood up and then suddenly became dizzy. "Whoa," she said while putting her hand on her head.

"Are you sure you’re okay?" Kristin asked with a look of worry.

"Yeah, I'm okay. Just a head rush," she lied.

"Okay, well I'm going to get ready," Kristin said, leaving the kitchen.

"Okay. . ." Rachel trailed off, her mind focused on what just happened. I never had that happen before, she thought. Feeling a slight pain in her chest, she sat back down. It's probably nothing. I better get ready for the concert. I'm sure everything is fine, she continued to think to herself then headed to the bathroom. Rachel got up and took a hot bath. She freshened up her make-up and fixed up her hair. When she was done she got out and let Kristin in. About an hour later, Rachel knocked on the bathroom door.

"Kristin, hurry up. We're gonna be late."

"Okay, okay, I'm coming!" Kristin said as she opened the door. She looked at Rachel and asked, "Do I look okay?"

Rachel rolled her eyes. "No, you look terrible," she said sarcastically.

"Well, I don't wanna look bad."

"You look fine."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive. Now, let’s go," she said as she drug Kristin out the door.

They hopped into Kristin's car and drove to the stadium where the concert was being held. Kristin parked her car and looked over at Rachel.

"You got the camera?"

Rachel held up the camera. "Check."

"Backstage passes?"

"Got em," she said as she put hers on and gave Kristin the other one.

"Tickets?"

Rachel's face went blank. "Oops!" she said.

"Rach, you didn't."

"I knew I was forgetting something."

Kristin glared at Rachel. "I am going to kill you."

Rachel laughed and help up the tickets. "Gotcha!" she shouted.

"That wasn't even funny. Don't ever do that to me again."

"Sorry, Kris, you're too easy."

“Karma’s a bitch, you know,” she said while getting out of the car. “Let’s go on inside.”

They walked up to the back gate and showed their backstage passes to the security guard. He let them in then Kristin and Rachel ran backstage. They were looking around for the dressing room when they ran into Nikki, who was walking down the hall. She smiled when she saw them.

"Hey, girls!" she said.

"Hey, Nikki," said Rachel.

"Where is everyone?"

"Amanda and the guys are in the dressing room. Come with me. I'll show you where it's at."

Rachel and Kristin followed Nikki to the dressing room. She knocked on the door and Aaron Carter answered the door.

"Hey, Nikki!" he said as he hugged her.

"How's it goin', bud?" Nikki asked him.

"I'm great and ready to perform," Aaron said while bouncing up and down.

Nikki laughed and walked into the room. "Hey, guys," she said as she timidly glanced at Howie who was still without a shirt.

“Hey, Nikki,” Amanda with a smile. “Come on in, girls.”

"Man, I'm pumped and ready to go!" A.J. shouted. Whoo!”

"Calm down, hon," Amanda said.

"Why don't you make me?" he said with a sly grin.

She laughed and kissed him on the lips. "Are you cool now?"

"I'm as cool as cucumber," he replied.

Brian looked over at Rachel, who was standing by the door. He walked over to her and grabbed her arm. "Come with me. I wanna talk to you." Rachel followed him outside. He leaned against the wall and looked her straight in the eyes. "Are you okay?" he asked her.

"What do you mean?"

"You were crying last night. Are you sure you don't wanna talk about it?"

Rachel smiled. "That's really sweet that you're concerned, but I'm fine."

"You sure?"

"I'm positive."

"I just hate to see you so upset. If there's any way I can help---"

Rachel cut him off with a kiss. "I'm fine."

Brian stood there in shock for a second then looked down into her eyes. "Okay. . .if you say so." Brian said suspiciously. "Let’s go back in the dressing room. I gotta finish getting ready."

They went back inside and Brian went to the mirror to fix his hair. Rachel was standing next to him, admiring him as he observed his hair and face. She found herself fixated on his strong jaw line and piercing blue eyes. Her attention was quickly drawn to Kevin who was obviously having difficulties.

"Man look at my hair!" Kevin grumbled.

Rachel laughed. "What's wrong with it? It looks fine."

"No, it doesn't," Kevin said as she ran his fingers through his hair.

"Why are you so nervous?" Brian asked.

"Why does everyone keep asking me that? I am not nervous!" Kevin picked up his toothbrush and attempted to squeeze the toothpaste out, but it splattered all over the mirror.

Brian laughed at Kevin's mishap. "Not nervous, huh?"

Kevin glared at Brian. "Shut up, Frick!"

"Whoa chill out, cuz."

Kevin sighed. "Sorry, I guess I really am a little nervous."

"A little?"

"Hey, I said I was sorry."

"What have you got to be so nervous about?"

"Sarah," Kevin said while blushing.

"Who's Sarah?" Rachel asked.

"This girl I met," Kevin said self-consciously.

Brian beamed. "You met a girl? When was this?"

"I met her at the bookstore a couple of days ago."

"Kevin, you dog," Brian said as he punched Kevin on the shoulder.

"It's not like that," he explained. "She's got a boyfriend."

"I think you've let A.J. become an influence on you," Brian joked.

Kevin laughed. "No, I really like her and I want to get to know her. I figured then we can at least be friends."

"That's really cool, Cuz," Brian said.

"Hey, guys, let's go!" shouted Howie.

"It's party time!" A.J. said while bobbing up and down.

He gave Amanda a kiss, then headed out the door. Kevin followed close behind everyone else. Brian looked over at Rachel and gave her a quick peck on the lips. Rachel smiled and shyly followed him out the door. Everyone went in their own direction, the boys went to the stage, while the girls went down the hall to the side entrance of the arena. They took their seats in the front row and watched the guys perform. Rachel smiled widely as Brian waved to her and blew occasional kisses. As sweet as she thought it was, she couldn't help but notice that through out the whole show, Kevin kept looking down at the front row. Each time he looked, the more disappointed he looked The concert ended and the girls went back to the dressing room to see the guys. Rachel walked up to Brian and wrapped her arms around his waist. She tilted her head in Kevin's direction and Brian looked over at him. He was sitting on the couch with his face in his hands. Brian looked back at Rachel, and she motioned with her eyes to talk to him. Brian nodded and sat down next to him.

"Maybe something came up and she couldn't make it."

"No, I know what happened."

"What?"

"She stood me up."

"I'm sorry, Cuz," Brian said as he patted him on the back. "Are you gonna come to dinner with us?"

Kevin sighed. "No, I'm think I'm gonna have the limo take me on home."

"Are you sure?" Kevin got up and walked to the door.

"Yeah, I'm sure," he said as he left the room.

Brian looked at Rachel in bewilderment. She sat next to him and patted his leg.

"He'll be okay. Give him some time, " she assured.

"I hope so," he said softly. He linked his fingers with hers and kissed her gently on the lips. "Are you hungry?"

"Starving."

"Let's gather up the posse and get some food," he said with a smile.

Rachel smiled back and followed him out the door. Brian sweetly put his arm around her waist and guided her down the hallway. Rachel couldn't help but blush a little. She wished the walk would never end. She was comfortable in his embrace. As they walked, they came across Nikki and Howie talking to a couple of fans. Rachel quickly stepped to the side, hoping no one saw them so close together.

"Hey, guys!" Howie said with a smile. The two girls giggled as Brian approached them. "These two ladies would love for you to sign their poster."

Brian grinned and took the marker from Howie. "I‘d be happy to. Who do I make these out to?" he asked with a goofy grin.

"Tiffany and Nicole," said younger of the two.

"Tiffany....and....Nicole," Brian stated out loud as he began to sign the poster. "Keep on dreaming...and....reach...for the...stars," he continued as he scribbled his name on the poster. "There you go!"

"Thank you," the two girls said in unison. "Bye," they shyly said as they walked away.

Howie laughed. "They were too cute. They were too shy to come up to me and their mom was the one who got them over here."

"Cute," Brian said with a smile. "What are you two up to?"

"Thinking about going out to eat? You guys wanna join us?"

"Definitely, we're starving. We should find Nick and Kristin. They probably wanna come too," Brian said as he looked around. "Anyone seen them?"

"Look out!" shouted Rachel.

Brian whipped around and saw Nick charging at them on a skateboard. Kristin was running behind him, laughing hysterically. Nick stumbled forward and rolled on the ground as he slipped off the skateboard.

"You idiot," Brian said with a laugh and helped him up.

"That was fun! I wanna do it again," Nick exclaimed.

"Why don't you forget about the skateboard and come to dinner with us," Brian said.

"Even better idea," Nick said with a grin. "Let me grab my hat from the dressing room."

"Hurry up! We're hungry people here!" Howie joked.

"Not to worry! Be back in a flash!" Nick stated as he grabbed Kristin's hand and they both ran to the dressing room.

Sarah came home from a busy day at the bookstore. She opened her purse and spotted the backstage pass that Kevin had given her. A smile spread across her face as she hopped into the shower. While she was in the shower, she heard a pounding on the door. Sarah rolled her eyes as she put on a towel. She opened the door and there stood her boyfriend, Keith.

"What do you want, Keith?"

"I'm out of beer."

"And what do you want me to do about it?"

"Go to the store and get me some."

Sarah glared at Keith. "Go get it yourself!"

"I have no money! You got paid today, go get me some!"

"You know, if you'd get off your lazy ass and get a job maybe you could get your own beer," she said as she slammed the door. She started to take her towel off, but Keith swung open the door. "Keith, what the --"

"Don't you ever, ever slam the door on me again!"

"Okay, I'm sorry. Now can you leave so I can get ready?"

"Just where do you think you're going?"

"Not that it's any of your business, but I'm going to a Backstreet Boys concert."

"Without me?" Keith said in an angered tone.

"Yes, without you."

"I don't think so. You're staying here with me."

"Keith--"

He put his hand over her mouth and pushed her against the wall. "You're not going anywhere. Do you understand me?" Sarah weakly nodded. "Good, I'm glad we understand each other. Get some clothes on before you make yourself sick." Keith left the room.

Sarah slid down the wall to the floor and sobbed. She knew she would disappoint Kevin, but what could she do? She couldn't leave, he would just get violent with her. Keith had always crushed her spirits one way or another. Slowly, she got up and put on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Sarah turned off the light in her bedroom, laid there in her bed, and stared at the ceiling. Why did I have to meet Kevin? I wouldn't feel so miserable right now, she thought. Suddenly she realized something. It's not Kevin's fault, it's Keith's. As usual, Keith ruins everything for me. Sarah closed her eyes and tried to forget about the whole thing.

A few hours later, Sarah realized she had fallen asleep. She was rudely awaken by the sound of Keithe stumbling into the room. Sarah sat up and looked at Keith.

"Do you not know how to knock?"

"Hey, this is my apartment. I pay the bills, so I don't have to knock."

"Uh, correction this may be your apartment, but I pay the bills. Remember, you don't have a job."

Keith glared at her. "Shut up!"

"Why?"

"I want some beer."

Sarah frowned at him. It was clear that he was drunk. Keith got in the bed with her. He kissed her lightly on the neck. The smell of scotch reeked from his breath. She shoved away from him.

"God, what did you do? Drink all of the scotch?" Keith gave her an evil smile. "I'm not getting any beer," Sarah said.

"Why not?"

"You're already drunk. You don't need any more alcohol."

Keith gave her an angry stare then smacked her across the face. "You're pretty damn lucky I don't beat the shit out of you right now," he said as he got off the bed and left the room.

Sarah grabbed the hand mirror beside her bed and looked at the side of her face. It was red and she already knew it would bruise. She grabbed her purse and got out her make up. On the bottom of her purse she noticed the envelope with the backstage pass. Sarah got up to throw it away. She turned it over and noticed writing on the back. Slowly, she brought it up to her eyes. It was Kevin's phone number. I should call him, she thought. Sarah glanced at the clock. It was nearly midnight. She wondered if it was too late to call and then she decided it was best to call him anyway. Sarah picked up the phone and dialed the number.

"Hello?" Kevin answered in a groggy voice.

Sarah hesitated for a moment. "Kevin?"

"What do you want?" he sneered.

"Kevin, I can explain."

Kevin scoffed. "Unless your mother died or something, I don't wanna hear it."

"But--"

"You know, if you weren't interested, you could've told me. That would've stung a lot less than being blown off," he continued.

Sarah held back her tears. "Kevin--"

"Sarah, where are you?" shouted Keith from the hallway.

"Oh, fuck, he's back."

"What? Who?" Kevin asked with confusion.

"Keith," Sarah whispered. "Maybe he'll go away if I don't answer."

"Sarah, what--"

"Dammit, Sarah, let me in!" yelled Keith.

"Go away!" Sarah shouted.

"I'll knock this door down!"

"Go ahead!"

"Sarah, what is going on?" Kevin asked again.

Sarah rolled her eyes and drew out a loud sigh. "He's drunk and ticked off because I won't get him anymore alcohol. I locked him out the room. He's hardly smart enough to know how use the spare key to get in."

Keith banged and banged on the door. Finally, he had given enough force to knock the door off the hinges. He charged directly for Sarah. "Get off the damn phone and get me some beer like I told you."

"Keith, you're drunk just go in the other room."

Keith grabbed her arm, pulling her off the bed and pushed her against the dresser. Sarah screamed in pain.

"Shut up before I give you something to cry about." He moved closer to Sarah. His lips brushed against her cheek. "Come on, baby, let's have some fun," he said as he rubbed he hands down her waist.

"No," Sarah whispered, between tears.

"Why not? Don't you want to give your boyfriend a little lovin?" he asked as he licked her lips.

"Keith, get off me!" Sarah cried in fear.

"Baby, relax, I'll take care of you." Keith slowly undid her shirt as Sarah cried.

"No!" she screamed.

"Oh, I think so," he said with a lustful grin.

"Get the fuck off me, Keith," Sarah cried between loud sobs.

Keith unbuckled his jeans and pushed her to the ground. "You can't tell me what to do, bitch! I'll get what I want," he shouted as he turned her over on her stomach.

"Stop! Keith! No!" Sarah cried. She noticed the phone laying on the floor. The light was still on, indicating that Kevin was still on the line. "Kevin!" she screamed. Keith slapped her hard on the back and shoved her face into the carpet as he forced himself into her. "No!" she cried.

Sarah tried to get away from him, but his grip was too strong. She continued to sob and scream in pain as he forcefully did his business. After five minutes, of struggle, so gave in. Her crying softened as she laid on the floor like a rag doll. Sarah found herself zoning out to a better place. It was her only means to keep sane. All she could do was lay limply on the floor and cry.

Kevin hung up his phone in shock. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. The sounds of her screams echoed in his head. He couldn’t stand the thought of her being violated. Kevin licked is lips in panic and tried to think of what he could do. He couldn’t very well save her since he had no idea where she was. He looked at his caller ID and had her phone number. He decided to quickly search for the address online. Kevin went to his office and plopped down at his desk. Frantically typing in the info on his laptop, he clicked on enter and waited for her information to pop up. Kevin jumped in fear as he saw her address come on the screen.

"Sarah Putman," he said out loud.

Kevin quickly wrote the address down. He only hoped it was the right one. He immediately picked up his phone and dialed 911. After reporting the incident, he hopped in his car and drove to the address he found. Frantically he drove around Orlando, trying to find Sarah's apartment, feeling almost stupid for not searching for directions online. After an hour of driving around, he finally found it. There were two cop cars sitting outside the apartment building with their lights flashing. Kevin rushed up the stairs and stood in the doorway of her apartment. He saw Sarah standing a few feet in front of him, talking with two police officers. Her clothes were wrinkled and her hair was messed up. Kevin stood silently as he watched her talk to the cops, obviously shaken from what had happened. Sarah looked over at the door and saw him standing there. He very carefully stepped into the apartment as she stared at Kevin with fear in her eyes.

"Kevin, what are you doing here?" she asked with a trembling voice.

"I came to get you," Kevin said in almost a whisper.

"Why?"

"Excuse me, sir. This is police business. I'm afraid you're going to have to leave."

"But I'm the one who called you guys," he stated.

"Wait a minute...you're the one who called?"

"Yes," Kevin said as he slowly moved closer to her.

“I assumed it was one of the neighbors.”

"Well, I think we have all we need here, ma'am. They've taken him to the county jail. Do you want to press charges?"

"Do I have to answer this now?" Sarah said as she wrapped her arms around herself.

The police officer handed her a piece of paper. "This is some information on restraining orders. We can only hold him for 24 hours on a domestic dispute. If you feel you're in any danger, you might consider leaving the apartment and filing for one."

"Thank you," she said softly.

The police officer nodded and stepped out of the apartment. Kevin looked at Sarah as she sighed and ran her fingers through her hair.

"I can't believe you called them. I don't understand...why would do that?"

"Because I care about you."

"Kevin, you know nothing about me. How can you care for me if you don't know me?"

"You don’t have to know a person to care about their safety. I know it doesn't make a whole lot of sense, but it's true," he said with a sigh. "Look, you need to get away from this guy. Pack up your stuff and come with me. You can stay at my place until we figure something out."

“Kevin, I can’t just stay with you. Why would you want a complete stranger living in your house?”

“Why are you fighting me on this?” he asked softly. “I just want to help.”

“Maybe I’m not used to it,” she said with a trembling voice.

“At least let me help you get your stuff out of here. You don’t have to stay with me permanently. I just want to get you away from all of this.”

Sarah slowly nodded. "Okay," she said softly. She stood there and stared at Kevin.

Kevin gave her a sympathetic look. "The longer you wait, the more risk you run of not getting out of here safely."

"Come with me," Sarah whispered.

Kevin nodded and put his hand on the small of her back. They quietly crept down the hallway to her bedroom. Sarah quickly grabbed a few of her things and handed them to Kevin. He helped her put her things in suitcases and plastic bags. Sarah was frantically picking up anything she could find to take with her. It was nearly two in the morning, but there was so much more to pack.

"I have an idea," Kevin said as he pulled out his cell phone. "Do you mind if I call someone to help?"

"Whatever it takes to get me out here," she sat as she huffily plopped on the couch.

Kevin pulled out his cell phone and dialed Brian‘s number.

“Hello?” Brian said with a yawn.

"Hey, it’s me. Did I wake you?”

“No, I was just watching a movie. What’s up?“

“Look, I know it’s late, but I need a favor.”

“What’s that?”

“I'm trying to help Sarah get her stuff out of this apartment.”

“At this house?” Brian questioned.

Kevin sighed and closed his eyes. “It's a long story. Can you come here with your Jeep? It would make much easier if we had more than one vehicle. I’ll give you gas money.”

“No need for that. If you’re doing this at a late hour then it must be important. Where are you?”

“Her address 1301 W. Clay.”

“Oh, that’s not far at all.”

“No, it’s about a mile from you in the Oak Tree Apartments.”

“Okay, I’m writing that down. Which apartment?”

“Apartment A301,” Kevin said softly.

“Alright, Cuz, I’ll see you there.”

“Okay, thank you," He hung up his phone.

"Who did you call?" she asked softly.

"Brian...don't worry, he's not gonna shove in your business. He's the type of guy to help anyone if he can," he said as he sat down next to her.

Sarah looked away from him and nervously folded her hands. Kevin gently placed his hand under her chin and she looked at him. He studied her face. Her left cheek was swollen and her bottom lip was also starting to swell.

"Are you okay? That looks like it hurts."

"I'm fine. I just want out of here," she said as she stood up. I guess we should keep packing until he gets here. It'll be less to do later,” she continued as she stood up and walked to the bedroom.

"Yes," Kevin said as he grabbed another plastic bag and followed her. "You gather everything and I'll put it in the bags," he said as he grabbed some clothes that were sitting on the bed.

They were in the middle of packing everything when there was a knock on the door. Sarah jumped and turned around.

“That’s probably Brian,“ he said then went to the door.

“Hey,“ Brian said as he stepped in.

“Hi, thanks for coming.“

“No problem,“ Brian said as he looked around. “So, what are we doing?“

“We’re just throwing all her things into our cars and taking her to my place. We’ll empty your car and I’ll worry about what’s in my car later.“

“Got it,“ Brian said as he took a box from Kevin.

Not a word was spoken between the three of them as they quickly packed Sarah's things into both Brian and Kevin's vehicles. When they arrived at Kevin's house, he looked over at Sarah. She sat in the car looking down at her hands. Kevin grabbed her hand, she looked up, her eyes were shimmering with tears.

"Hey," Kevin said gently. "Are you okay?" Sarah sniffed. He brought his hand up and touched her cheek, she flinched. Kevin noticed the light bruise on the side of her face had darkened. "I'm sorry," he whispered.

"It's okay," Sarah said as she got out of the car.

Kevin got out and helped her get her stuff out of the trunk. He noticed her cautiously looking around as he unlocked the door. She jumped when Brian approached the front door with an arm full of her things.

"Where are we putting everything?" Brian asked.

"Guest bedroom," Kevin answered as he opened the door. "We'll put everything on the floor, for now," he said as he led the way to the guest room.

After they had emptied Brian’s car, Sarah followed Kevin into the living room. He gestured for her to sit on the couch. Brian dusted off his clothes after putting the last suitcase in the guest room.

"That's the last of it," he said.

"Thanks, Cuz," Kevin said as he hugged him.

"Anytime," he said as he turned to Sarah. "It was nice meeting you...even if it was under awkward circumstances," he said as he held out his hand to her.

She smiled softly and shook his hand. "Maybe we can meet again under better circumstances."

He nodded with a smile. "I'm off to bed. Good night you two," he said as he let himself out of the house.

Kevin looked down at Sarah and sat next to her on the couch.

"I'm sorry," Sarah said.

"For what?" Kevin asked as he brushed a stray hair out of her face.

"For not calling you sooner."

"It's not your fault. You didn't do anything wrong."

"But why do I feel so bad?"

"Because you're confused."

"What if he finds me?"

"He won't, trust me."

"He's always found me before."

"Why didn't you try to get away from him sooner?"

"Believe me I tried. Don't you think I tried?" Sarah said in between tears.

Kevin put his arms around Sarah and tried to comfort her. Sarah cried in his arms. He wanted to tell her it was all gonna be okay, but how could he if he didn't even know himself? He placed his hand under her chin, she looked up at him.

"Can I ask you a question?" Sarah said.

"Sure."

"Why did you help me tonight? I mean, you only met me two days ago."

Kevin stared into her eyes. "I don't know why, but when I get around you I get this weird feeling inside. When I heard you screaming it scared me and I had to help you."

Sarah smiled. "Thank you." She kissed him on the cheek.

"You're welcome," he said.

Kevin wrapped his arms tighter around her. She cuddled closer and shut her eyes. Kevin kissed her lightly on the top of her head. He pushed back any thoughts of reluctance of their situation.

"Are you hungry?" Kevin asked her. Sarah nodded. "Sit tight, let me get you something to eat," he said as he got out from underneath her.

He went into the kitchen and rummaged through his fridge, taking out several frozen items. Finally he came across a frozen pizza. Taking the pizza with him he went back to the living room.

"Hey do you like--" Kevin started to ask, but stopped when he saw Sarah was fast asleep.

He smiled as he grabbed a quilt off of one of the recliners and carefully placed it over her. He quietly went back into the kitchen and put the pizza back in the freezer. After double checking the lock on the door, he turned off the lights and went upstairs to his room. Kevin found it hard to sleep with all the thoughts he had swimming around in his head. He tossed and turned, trying to make himself stop analyzing everything. When nothing seemed to work, he got up and quietly wandered into the kitchen to make some warm milk. Kevin steadily stirred his milk in the metal pan, adding a pinch of cinnamon. He was still thinking about everything that happened when he heard Sarah softly crying in the living room. Kevin put down his spoon and took the pan off the burner. He walked into the living room and he could see that she was still sleeping, but obviously struggling from a nightmare. Kevin knelt down in front of her and gently placed his hand on her side.

"No, get away from me!" Sarah shouted as she sat up with tears streaming down her face.
"Oh, my, god!" she sobbed.

Kevin held her close, rocking her back and forth to calm her down. "Shhhh, it's okay. You're safe now. I'm here."

Sarah continued to cry in his arms. "He was here! I saw him!"

"No, it was just a dream. You're okay. He's not here. It's just you and me,” he said as he smoothed out her hair.
“I can’t go back,” she said while crying.

“And you won‘t,” he assured. "Come on," he said as he led her to the kitchen and sat her down in a chair. He took the warm milk out of the pan and poured into a mug then handed it to her. "You need this more than I do."

"What is it?" she asked as she stared into the steaming, hot mug.

"It's just warm milk. My mom used to make it for me when I couldn't sleep or had a bad dream. It relaxes you. Go ahead, drink up."

Sarah took small sips of the warm milk. "This is pretty good," she said sipping some more.

"Feel better?" Kevin asked as he sat down next to her.

Sarah nodded. "A little bit. I’m sorry, I'm just a little shaken up."

"It's okay. You're safe here."

"I wish I could believe that," Sarah said taking, another sip.

Her hands were shaking in apprehension, causing her to drop the mug. Pieces shattered all over the floor. She stared at the floor in shock.

"Oh, my gosh, Kevin, I'm so sorry," she said while getting up.

"No, don't worry about it. You sit down, I'll pick this up."

Kevin got the broom and swept up all the broken pieces and threw them in the trash. When he put the broom away he out stretched his hand to her.

"Come on."

"Where are we going?" she asked as she took his hand.

"To bed," he said, leading her to his room.

Kevin laid on top of the blankets and rolled over on his side. He patted the mattress motioning for Sarah to get in. She hesitated for a moment then Kevin pulled back the blankets on her side of the bed.

“I won’t hurt you,“ he said softly. “I’m not even going to lay under the blankets.“

Sarah slowly came over to the bed and got under the blankets. She rolled over and looked at him.

“You don’t have to sleep over the covers.”

“I don’t want you to get the wrong idea,” he replied.

“It’s okay, you can sleep under the covers with me.”

Kevin slowly got under the covers and laid on his back. Sarah laid her head on his shoulder and Kevin protectively put his arms around her.

"Good night," he whispered.

"Good night," Sarah echoed and fell soundly asleep.

A week had gone by and the boys were preparing for their upcoming tour. They had just finished rehearsal and the boys were ready to go home for relaxation. Amanda stood at the mirror in the dressing room with A.J. She wrapped her arms around him as she watched him intently. He was fixing his hair when he noticed Amanda staring at him through the mirror.

"What?" he asked.

Amanda smiled. "Nothing."

"No, don't give me that. What were you thinking?"

"I wasn't thinking anything," Amanda said while blushing.

"Then why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing. It's just really hot in here."

"Uh huh, yeah, right," A.J. said with a smirk.

Amanda laughed and kissed him on the lips. "There, will that shut you up?"

"For now," A.J. said mischievously. He flashed her a smile, "But if you're gonna keep me quiet all night it's gonna take a little more than that."

"Who said I wanted you quiet all night?"

A.J. smirked and leaned over to kiss her again. Their lips were just about to meet when they heard a voice come from behind them.

"Hey, guys!" Nick said in between them. "Have you seen my hat?"

A.J. rolled his eyes and looked at Nick. "What?"

"You know, my black hat that says Frack on it. Have you seen it?"

"No, Nick, now go away," A.J. said flatly.

"Can you help me find it please?"

"Hey, guys! What's up?" yelled Brian from behind.

Amanda, A.J., and Nick turned around to see Brian wearing Nick's Frack hat.

"Yo B-Rok you got the wrong hat on, dude," A.J. said with a chuckle.

"No, I don't," Brian said with a goofy grin.

"Yes, you do. That hat says Frack. You're Frick."

Brian looked at himself in the mirror and laughed. "Whoops! Sorry, Nick," he said as he took off the hat and handed it to Nick.

"That's okay, bud," Nick said as he put it on.

"Well, I'm gonna take Kristin to the beach. See you guys later."

"Bye," Brian said. He looked around the dressing room in confusion.

"If Nick's got his hat, then where's mine?"

A.J. noticed the hat sitting on the counter and threw it at Brian, smacking him in the face.

"Thanks," he said as he put it on.

Rachel came into the room. "Are we going or not?"

"Yeah, we're leaving right now. See you guys later," Brian said as he left the room.

Amanda looked at A.J. in lust. "Now, where were we?"

"I believe we were right here," A.J. said as he brought his lips to hers.

A.J. let out a soft moan and pulled her closer to him. Amanda wrapped her arms around his neck and continued kissing him. They were engaged in full tonsil hockey when they were interrupted once again.

"Oops! Sorry, guys," said the voice of Howie.

A.J. rolled his eyes and stared over at Howie. "Nikki and I were just leaving."

Kevin followed closely behind them. "See ya," he said as he shut the door.

A.J. watched them leave then let out a sigh. "Well, that's everyone. We're alone now." Amanda smiled and followed A.J. to the couch. They began kissing ever so passionately. A.J. slowly leaned forward, forcing Amanda to lay down. He was about to slip his hand up her shirt when he heard the door open again. A.J. looked up and saw the janitor come into the dressing room.

"Oops! Sorry," he said as he began emptying the trash cans.

A.J. looked at Amanda. "You wanna go somewhere else?" Amanda nodded. "Okay, let's go to my place. Is that okay?"

Amanda raised her eyebrows and smiled. "More than okay," she said.

"Good," A.J. said slyly.

The two of them left the dressing room and went to A.J.'s car and drove to his condo. A.J. unlocked the door and grinned at Amanda. He wasted no time in kissing her as soon as they got into the house. Amanda giggled as he ran his hand over her ass. They continued to kiss as he held her tight. A.J. picked her up and carried her to his room. Amanda squealed in delight and kissed his cheek.

"Alex, put me down!" she said with a laugh.

A.J. laughed as he tossed her onto his bed. He jumped up and landed next to her. "Why don't we play a little game?" he whispered.
Amanda smirked. "What's it called?"

A.J. kissed her neck. "It's called hide and go seek," he said as he pulled the covers over them.

Brian and Rachel walked into a coffee shop and sat down at a table. They both ordered mochas and sipped them quietly. There was a little bit of an awkward silence between them. Brian didn’t know whether to strike up a conversation or remain quiet. She softly sighed as she drank more of her mocha. Brian could help but watch her. He began to daydream as he continued to stare at her.

"What?" Rachel asked as she folded her hands together.

"Hmm?" Brian said as he snapped out of his trance.

"You were staring at me."

"I was? Oh, sorry I was just...thinking."

"I see," Rachel said with a nod.

"Hey, have you ever been to the beach during the day?"

Rachel shook her head. "No, why do you ask?"

"Well, everyone is going tomorrow afternoon. You wanna come?"

"Sure, it'll be fun," Rachel said with a smile.

Brian looked at her and smiled. He loved her smile. It seemed to brighten up the whole room. Her brown hair draped over her shoulders perfectly. He watched her as she took another sip of her drink.

"Brian, you're staring again," Rachel said with a grin.

Brian blushed. "Sorry," he said.

"What's with you tonight? Why do you keep staring at me?"

"I wasn't staring," Brian denied.

"Then what were you doing?"

"Admiring," Brian said shyly.

Rachel‘s cheeks flushed as she looked away from him. "There's nothing here to admire."

Brian smiled and grabbed her hand. "There's more than you think."

"Thank you," Rachel said softly.

"Anytime," Brian said with a warm smile.

"You wanna go somewhere else tonight?" Rachel asked, obviously trying to change the subject.

Brian smiled. "Well, we could go to your place and watch a couple of movies."

"Why not yours?"

"Well, we don‘t have to. It was just a suggestion."

"But I don't have any movies."

"So we'll rent some," Brian said as he stood up. "Come on, let's go to the video store," he said as he held out his hand.

Rachel took his hand and they went to Brian's BMW. The two of them drove to the video store and rented "Sleepless in Seattle" and "Dumb and Dumber." When they got to her apartment, the two of them settled down on the couch.

"What do you want to watch first?" Brian asked.

"Dumber and Dumber. Jim Carrey is da bomb!" Rachel said with a laugh.

Brian smiled. "Finally a girl who agrees with me," he said as he popped in the movie.

He sat next to Rachel and they watched the movie. He smiled when she snuggled up to him. Brian found himself watching her more than he was the movie. Every time she’d laugh, he felt himself tingle. She had a way of making him feel good inside.

When the movie was over Brian got the next movie out. He went back to the couch and picked up the remote when Rachel put her hand on top of his.

"Wait, don't start the movie yet. I wanna change my clothes. I'll be right back."

"Okay I'll wait," Brian said as he leaned back on the couch.

A few minutes later, Rachel came out wearing blue jogging pants, UCF sweatshirt and her hair pulled back in a messy bun. She sat back on the couch next to Brian.

"Okay, I'm ready," Rachel said.

Brian didn't respond at first. He sat there admiring her for a moment. Rachel tilted her head to the side and crossed her arms.

"You're staring again," she said with a smirk.

"Sorry," he said as his face burned in embarrassment. "Let’s watch the movie," he said then pushed the play button on the remote.

Brian tried to concentrate on the movie, but he kept shifting his eyes over to her. A smirk came across his lips when he saw her staring at him too. She noticed Brian turning his head, so she quickly looked away. He couldn’t help but hold in a laugh as she jumped when he grabbed her hand. She relaxed a little and laid her head on his shoulder. He looked down at her and smiled. Brian kissed the top of her head and put his arm around her.

The movie had ended and Rachel look over at Brian. He smiled and sat up straight. She looked at him and smiled back.

"So, what do you want to do now?" Brian asked.

Rachel smiled and stood up. "I've got an idea," she said as she got up and put a Brian McKnight CD in the CD player.

"What's that?" Brian asked quizzically.

"I'll show you," Rachel said as she moved closer to him.

Slowly their lips brushed and they began to kiss. Brian put his hands on her waist while Rachel ran her fingers through his hair. The two of them remained kissing for a few more minutes then Rachel laid in Brian's arms. Brian kissed her on the top of her head. The two of them lay there in silence and enjoyed each other's embrace. No words were needed at that moment. All that was said...was said in the kiss.

Kristin and Nick danced under the stars within the headlights of Nick's car. Soft music was playing in the rhythm of the waves. Kristin could smell the scent of Gravity come from the collar of Nick's shirt. Nick stopped dancing and looked down into Kristin's eyes. He slowly moved closer and kissed her gently on the lips then wrapped his arms around her.

"I haven't had this much fun with a girl in a long time," Nick said softly.

"Why not?" Kristin asked.

"Most girls don't treat me like I'm normal."

"Well, Hon, you are normal."

"I know, but most people tend to forget that."

"Well, I'm not like most people," Kristin said.

"And I'm thankful for that," Nick said as he let go of Kristin. "You ever stood at the shore of an ocean?"

Kristin shook her head. "To be honest, this is my first time on the beach."

Nick took her hand. "Come on, I wanna show you something." The two of them walked to the shore. "Now, stand right here."

Kristin waited and soon the tide splashed up against her feet. "Oh, my, gosh that's cold!" Nick laughed as she danced around with the cold water. "What are you laughing at?"

"The first time is always the worst. After that it's great."

Kristin waited for the tide to come back. She closed her eyes tight and felt the water come up to her feet. This time, the water wasn't as cold.

"Hey, that wasn't so bad," Kristin said with a smile.

"See, what did I tell you," Nick said as he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

Kristin looked on into the ocean and saw something jump out of the water. "What was that?"

"What was what?"

"That," Kristin said while pointing to the object again.

"Oh, that was a dolphin. They jump out of the water at night sometimes."

"Oh, I've never seen a real dolphin before."

"You're kidding?"

"Well, they don't exactly have an ocean in Chicago."

Nick laughed. "Okay I see your point."

"One of these days, I'll take you out on my boat. Don't you think that would be fun?"

"A boat?"

"Yeah."

"You have a boat?" Kristin said with a grin.

"Yeah, I just got one not long ago. I take all my girlfriends on it," he said in a sneaky manner.

"I can't believe you have a---wait a second. Did you say girlfriends?" Nick nodded. "Wait a minute, does that mean I'm---" she trailed off.

"Well, if you want to be. I'm hoping you will."

Kristin laughed nervously. "Well, yeah, of course I'd be your girlfriend. I mean, what girl wouldn't? I mean, she'd have to be crazy not to. Of course--"

Nick interrupted her with a kiss. "Are you through?"

Kristin drew in a breath. "Yeah, sorry I was just in shock."

"Why would you be in shock?"

"Well, I mean you've got all these beautiful girls who would love to have you. Why would you choose me?"

Nick looked Kristin in the eyes. "Kris, most of those girls only want me for my looks or my money. They don't see the real me. You do, and that's why I like you. Not only are you yourself, but you're beautiful too."

"Me? Beautiful? No guy has ever told me that before," Kristin said shyly.

"Well, those guys were blind. They don't know you like I do."

"Are you sure we're being rational about this? I mean we've only know each other for a week. Maybe we should--"

Nick placed his finger on her lips. "You're thinking too much. I know it‘s fast, but it‘s okay."

"What about your fans?"

"What about them?"

"Won't they be upset that you have a girlfriend? I mean, you are the most popular Backstreet Boy."

"Kris, my fans understand that I have to have a love life too. Sure, there are a few out there that get mad, but that's their problem. I've had other girlfriends and it's not been that big of a deal. Besides, if they know you're good to me...they'll learn to love you."

"How many other girlfriends have you had?"

Nick smiled. "Does it really matter?"

"No, I guess not," Kristin said with a smile. She leaned against Nick and closed her eyes. "Just out of curiosity, how many girlfriends have you had?"

Nick laughed. "Okay, if you must know I've only had three serious girlfriends."

"And--"

"And they dumped me. I didn't dump them."

Kristin gave out a sigh of relief. "That's good to know."

Nick lifted up her head with his fingers under her chin. "Kris, I promise you I won't do anything to hurt you. I'm not that of kind of guy. So, you don't have to be afraid."

Kristin smiled. "I'm not afraid."

Nick kissed her then slowly led her back to his car. He looked at the clock. It was almost one in the morning.
"I should get you home."

"Yeah," Kristin said as she sat back in her seat.

Nick smiled and turned on the ignition. They drove to her apartment with the radio on low. The song playing was beginning to get on Kristin's nerves.

"Mind if I change the station?"

"No, go right ahead."

Kristin changed the station and the song "Quit Playing Games With My Heart" was on. Kristin laughed and Nick rolled his eyes.

"Gee, I wonder who this is," Nick said with a grin.

"I don't know, but I hear the guy singing right now is really cute."

"Cute? He's not cute. He's a guy, not a little boy."

Kristin laughed. "Oh, yeah, I forgot, you hate being called cute."

Nick laughed. "Yeah, well, it's one of my pet peeves."

Kristin grinned and sat back in her seat. "So, how big is it?" she asked while they were heading to a stoplight.

Nick nearly slammed on the brakes. "What?"

"How big is it?"

Nick swallowed. "How big is what?"

"Your boat, silly. What did you think I was talking about?" Nick blushed then Kristin gasped. "Nickolas Gene Carter!" she said while smacking him on the arm.

"Sorry, but I couldn't help it. I mean, you just blurted it out like that. What was I supposed to think? I am a guy, you know."

"Well, I certainly hope you're a guy. You'd make a very ugly girl," Kristin said while laughing.

"Oh, I feel loved," Nick said while driving again. Soon, he pulled up into the parking lot. He turned toward Kristin. "You've made me happy tonight."
"You've made me happy too. God, pinch me and tell me I'm dreaming." Nick pinched her on the arm. "Ow! I didn't mean for you to actually pinch me, you goof!"

"Aw, I'm sorry did I hurt you?” he cooed. “Here, let me kiss it and make it better." Nick kissed her arm. "There, is that better?"

"No, you missed a spot," Kristin said while smirking.

"Where?"

"Right here," Kristin said while pointing to her lips.

Nick smiled and kissed her, brushing his tongue across her bottom lip. "There, is it all better now?"

"Much better, Kristin said.

"Good," Nick said while getting out of the car. He took her hand and they walked up the steps. “So, I found myself a house earlier this week.”

“You did?”

“Yup, I’m finally moving out of my parents’ house. Besides, they’re moving to L.A. and I wanted to stay here. It was perfect timing.”

“You’ll have to take me over there some time,” she said with a smile.

“Definitely,” Nick said then kissed her.

She kissed him back and then dished her keys out of her purse. Kristin unlocked the door and there they found Rachel and Brian asleep on the couch.

"Aw, don't they look cute?" Kristin whispered.

"Yeah...let's wake them up," Nick said with a wide grin.

"Nick, you're evil," Kristin said with a chuckle.

Nick smiled and kneeled down next to Brian. "Oh, B-Rok. Wake up, sweetie. Time to get up, stud muffin," Nick said in a sing song voice.

Brian stirred, then opened his eyes. "Holy, geez, Frack!"

Nick busted up laughing. "Sorry, I had to get you up somehow."

Brian got up from the couch, waking Rachel up. She looked around in confusion "What's going on?"

Brian laughed. "Nick woke me up."

"Oh," Rachel said while rubbing her eyes.

"Well, we better go. We'll see you guys tomorrow," Nick said.
"Okay," Kristin said as she gave Nick a hug.

"Good night," Brian said.

"Good night," Rachel said as she shut the door. She turned around to see Kristin standing there with a big grin on her face. "What are you so happy about?"

"So, um, yeah, Nick took me the tonight…and he sorta asked me to be with him exclusively."

Rachel looked at her and smiled. “He asked you?”

“Yeah,” she replied softly.

“He sure didn’t waste any time, did he?” Rachel said with a laugh.

“No, he didn’t,” she said softly. “Do you think it was too fast?”

Rachel shrugged. “That depends on you two. If you’re comfortable with how it’s going then it should be fine. Are you having doubts?”

“Oh, god, no,” Kristin said with a laugh. She placed her hands on her hips and smiled. “I’m dating Nick Carter. This is going to be sweet!”

“Kristin--”

“Luxurious dates, rubbing elbows with rich and famous, and traveling around the world with him.”

“Um, Kris--”

“Plus he just got a new house. I bet it’s really nice.”

“Kristin--”

“Ooh, did you know he has a boat?”

“Kristin!” Rachel shouted with an irritated sigh.

“What?”

“Aren’t you getting a little carried away?”

“No,” Kristin said straight faced.

“There’s more to Nick than just money, you know.”

Kristin glared at her. “Look who’s raining on the parade now.”

Rachel rolled her eyes and sighed. “Never mind,” she said while waving her hand in the air. “I forgot that I’m never right.”

“Screw you!” Kristin said as she followed Rachel into her room. “You are just jealous.”

Rachel laughed in disbelief. “Jealous of what?”

“Because I got Nick and you’re still waiting on Brian.”

“Oh, yeah, that must be it,” she said in sarcasm. “You know, I love you to death, but sometimes you are a piece of work.”

“You know what, I don’t need this,” Kristin said as she stomped out of the room. “Good night!” she shouted then slammed her door.

Kristin plopped down on her bed and angrily took of her jewelry. She stared at herself in the mirror of her dresser. With a loud sigh, she picked up the phone and called Nick’s number.

“Hello?” he said cheerfully.

“Nick,” Kristin said softly.

“Well, hey, there, cutie.”

“Hi, listen, I need to ask you something.”

“What’s up?” he said with a yawn.

“Do you think I’m shallow?”

Nick snickered. “I sure hope so. Otherwise I got myself into trouble,” he joked.

“Nick, I’m being serious.”

“You’ve not shown me any reason to believe that.”

“Good,” she said with a sigh of relief.

“What’s wrong?” he asked softly.

“Nothing, I just needed to ask that,” she replied. “I should get some sleep.”

“Okay, I’ll call you tomorrow. Good night.”

“Good night,” Kristin said then hung up the phone.

With one last glance at herself in the mirror, she nodded in approval. “Not shallow,” she whispered then turned the light off.

Sarah woke up the next morning in Kevin's bed. At first, she had forgotten where she was. She let out a yawn and the memories of the night before came flooding back when she felt the pain on her cheek. The smell of pancakes reached her nose as she rubbed her cheek. She suddenly realized that she was hungry and walked toward the kitchen. There stood Kevin at the stove cooking breakfast. Sarah leaned against the doorway and admired him. She smiled when she noticed his tall, well built stature. He's really cute, she thought to herself. Kevin put some pancakes on a plate and turned around. He smiled when he saw her standing there.

"Good morning," he said as he sat down at the table.

"Good morning," Sarah said shyly.

"I was wondering when you were gonna get up," Kevin said as he piled some pancakes on his plate. "Have a seat,“ he said while offering her a chair. “I hope you like pancakes."

"I love pancakes," Sarah said as she sat down then put three of them on her plate.

"Good," Kevin said with a smile.

Sarah took a bite of one of her pancakes. "Mmm, this is really good. What's in them?"

"I can't tell you. It's the Richardson family secret. It's been in my family for many years."

"Well, whatever's in them, they're the best pancakes I've ever eaten."

"Thanks," Kevin said.

"You're quite welcome," Sarah replied.

"How's your face? It looks like the swelling's gone down some," he said while observing her cheek.

"It's a little better, but it still hurts," she said as she continued to cut up her pancakes.

Just then the phone rang. Kevin picked it up. "Hello?" he said, still chewing. "Oh, hey, Bri. What's up? Yeah, everything's fine," he said with a soft smile as he held the phone between his head and shoulder. "I don't know yet. If we decide not to go I'll call you. Bye," Kevin said then hung up.

"Who was that?" Sarah asked.

"That was Brian. He was wanting to know if you were okay from last night."

"Yeah, I really do feel sorry about that," she said softly.

Kevin smiled. "Don't worry about it. It wasn't your fault."

"I know, but I can't help feeling bad about it."

"It's all in the past now." Kevin was silent for a moment. "Would you like to go to the beach with everyone this afternoon?"

Sarah smiled. "That sounds like fun."

"Good, then let's go get ready so we can meet up with everyone."

Sarah picked up her plate and started to put it away. Kevin stopped her. "No, don't worry about that. You go ahead and take a shower first."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'll do the dishes. You just go get ready."

"Okay," Sarah said as she headed toward the guest bedroom.

Sarah picked out her clothes and got into the shower. The water felt good on her aching back. After she got out of the shower, she put her clothes on and began drying her hair. When she finished, there was a knock on the door.

"Sarah, are you almost finished?" Kevin asked.

Sarah opened the door. "Yeah, I just got to put on my make up. I can do it in the other room if you want."

"No, it's okay. Take your time," Kevin said as he walked in. He placed his towel on the edge of the bathtub and sat down.

Sarah started putting on her foundation and noticed the bruise on her face. She tried to hold back her tears, but they seemed to take on a life of their own. Sarah turned her face from Kevin as she tried to wipe them away. Kevin walked over to her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Why did he have to do this to me?"

"Shhh, it's okay. You're safe now," he said while stroking her hair.

Sarah looked up at Kevin with fear. "Do you think it's possible he could know where I am?"

"How could he? He'd already been taken in before I got there. He doesn't even know me, so how would he know where I live?"

"He's always found me before."

"He's not going to find you this time," Kevin said gently.

Sarah sniffled. "I'm sorry. I'll just finish getting ready in the other room," she said as she picked up her make up bag.

"Okay," Kevin said. He looked down at Sarah. Her eyes were shimmering with tears. He gently caressed her face. "We don't have to go to the beach if you don't want to."

"No, I want to go. Besides, it would do me some good to get out."

"Are you sure?"

Sarah smiled. "I'm positive. Now, go get ready and let’s go."

"Okay," Kevin said.

Sarah started to leave, then turned around. "Thanks for being such a friend," she said then left the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

A.J. rolled over to find Amanda still fast asleep. He smiled as he watched her. Careful not to wake her, he got up and went to the bathroom. When he came back he found Amanda lying awake with a smile on her face. A.J. grinned and got back in bed with her. He kissed her lightly on the lips.

Amanda smiled. "You were great last night, Mr. McLean."

"You were too," he said as he wrapped his arms around her. Amanda was silent for a moment. "Hey, you okay?" Amanda just nodded. "Why is it that I don't believe you?"

Amanda sighed and faced A.J. "Do you love me?"

"Of course I do."

"No, I mean do you really love me?"

"Amanda, what are you getting at?"

"It's just...well...I think we're moving a little too fast."

"How so?" A.J. asked.

"Here lately, it seems like all we do is have sex. I just don't feel that our relationship is going anywhere."

"You think we moved into the sex too fast?"

"No, just maybe we're doing it too much."

"So, you don't like the sex?" A.J. said, still trying to grasp what Amanda was trying to say.

"No,“ she said with a sigh. "Just forget it," she continued as she rolled over.

"No, I'm not going to forget it. Finish what you were saying." He put his hand on her back; she didn't move. "Amanda, talk to me."

Amanda rolled back over. "A.J., you know I love you, right?" A.J. nodded. "Then that's all that matters," she said then kissed him.

"That didn't answer my question."

"We'll talk about it later. I don't want to ruin our day."

"So it's a bad thing?"

"No, not bad. It's just complicated. If we talk about it now, we'll get frustrated and fight."

"Amanda!" A.J. whined. "Please tell me. I want you to be happy," he said with a puppy dog face.

Amanda smiled. "You're too cute."

A.J. ginned. "Gotta love me."

"Yes, I do," Amanda said as she cuddled closer to him.

A.J. wrapped his arms around her. "So, are you gonna tell me now?" Amanda smacked him on the stomach. "Ow!" he shouted.

Amanda laughed. "Serves you right."

A.J. rubbed his stomach. "That hurt."

"Aww, poor baby," Amanda said with a smirk.

"You are a big pain in the ass, you know that?"

"Oh, and you aren't?"

"No, I'm a perfect angel."

Amanda snickered. "You wish."

"I feel so loved."

Amanda laughed. "Oh, you know you are," she said then kissed him.

"Sometimes I wonder," said A.J.

Amanda sat up and looked down at him. "What's that supposed to mean?"

A.J. laughed. "Chill, babe. I'm just kidding."

Amanda laid back down next to him. "You better be."

A.J. kissed her on the top of her head. "Can we stay in bed all day and just cuddle?"

Amanda snickered. "I don't think so."

"Aww, come on!"

"Come on, lazy butt. Get out of bed," she said as she got up and put a robe on. She turned around to find A.J. still in bed. "Get up!"

"I can't, I'm stuck to the bed," A.J. joked.

Amanda laughed and gabbed A.J.'s hand. "Out of bed before I have to kill you."

A.J. hopped out off the bed. "Okay, I'm up."

"I knew that'd get you up." A.J. wrapped his arms around her waist and started kissing her neck. She pulled away from him. "I'm going to go take a shower. I'll be back."

She took her shower then went into the living room to find A.J. laying on the couch watching TV. Amanda bent down and kissed him.

"You better get ready before we're late meeting everyone."

A.J. got up. "Alright, I'll be ready in a few minutes."

After his shower, he came out wearing only a towel. Amanda was sitting on the bed putting her hair in a pony tail. When she noticed A.J. she stopped and stared.

"What?" he said.

"Nothing," Amanda said quickly then continued brushing her hair.

A.J. laughed then went back into the bathroom the coming out with his swimming trunks on. He walked over to Amanda and kissed her full on the lips.

"What was that for?" she asked.

"Because I love you. . .and because you look so sexy in that bikini."

Amanda blushed and looked down at her red and blue bikini. "Thanks."

"Anytime." He looked at his watch. "We better go before we're late. You ready?"

Amanda nodded and took A.J.'s hand. The two of them got in his car and went to the beach. Amanda knew she loved A.J., but she was questioning the speed of their relationship. A.J. grabbed her hand while in the car, she looked down at their fingers linked together and couldn't help but wonder what the future would hold for them.

"Rachel, take your inhaler with you!" Kristin said.

"Why? I'm not going to need it," Rachel said as she changed her shorts. She put on a pair of denim shorts over her bikini bottom. "Does this look okay?"

"Yeah, it looks fine. Now, take your inhaler."

"I told you I won't need it!"

"Just take it in case you do. You never know."

"I'm telling you, I won't need it," Rachel shouted, getting slightly irritated.

"Quit being so stubborn and take it."

Rachel sighed and took the inhaler from Kristin. "Fine, I'll take it, but I won't need it."

"Well, maybe not, but at least you'll have it if you do."

Rachel stared herself in the mirror. "What do you think? Hair up or down?"

"I'd wear it up since it's hot outside. Are you purposely trying to ignore me?"

Rachel gave Kristin a sarcastic grin and rolled her eyes. "I heard you and I'm taking the stupid inhaler. You worry way too damn much."

“You’re still mad about last night, aren’t you?” Kristin said as she crossed her arms.

“Well, you have to admit that you were being a little ridiculous.”

“For your information, Nick disagrees with you.”

Rachel scoffed and looked at her. “You got him involved?”

“Well, I needed to know if you were right.”

“I don’t believe you. You’re so insecure that you have get other people involved in our argument. Of course he’s going to agree with you. He’s only seen one side of you!”

“I’m insecure? Look who’s talking?”

Rachel waved her hand in the air and shook her head. “I’m done talking about this. Just leave my room.”

"I'm just trying to explain to you my side of the story. Besides--" she was interrupted by the doorbell. "That's probably Nick and Brian.”.

“I’ve got it,” Rachel insisted.

She pushed past Kristin and gave her an icy stare as she left the room. Rachel heard the doorbell ring one more time before she opened the door. A smile spread across her face when she saw Nick and Brian standing in the doorway.

"Hey, guys! Come on in. We're almost ready," she said as she let them inside.

Kristin came into the living room and smiled widely when she saw Nick. Rachel glanced at Kristin as she grabbed Nick‘s hand then kissed him. Brian placed his hand on her hip and kissed her cheek, but she ignored him. She had to bite her tongue to keep from saying something she‘d regret. Kristin glanced over at her and kissed Nick again.

"Nick, you wanna help me get some stuff into the cooler?"

"Sure, no problem," he said as he followed her into the kitchen.

"Hey, is it okay that I use the restroom real quick?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, go ahead. Down the hall, third door on the left," Rachel replied.

"Thanks," Brian said as walked down the hall.

Rachel went back to her room to finish getting ready. She stood at the end of her bed and stared into the mirror. Rachel let out a sigh and pursed her lips, she wasn’t exactly thrilled about going to the beach with Kristin around. She grabbed another tank top from her dresser and pulled off the one she was wearing. Rachel sat on her bed and put the other tank top on. There was a knock on her door. She looked over and saw that Brian was standing in the doorway.

"Hey," she said softly.

"Hi, what are you doing?"

"Just finishing getting ready. You can come in," she said as she stood up and went back to her mirror.

Brian stepped in her room and sat down on her bed. Rachel continued to study herself in the mirror.

"Can you hand me that brush laying on the bed please?" she asked, not looking at him. Brian reached over and handed her the brush. "Thank you," she responded while brushing her hair.

Rachel looked into the mirror and could see his reflection behind her. She noticed him watching her. "Yes?" she asked turning around.

"Nothing," Brian said with an innocent grin.

"Yeah, okay," Rachel said quickly and continued brushing her hair.

She put it up in a pony tail and sat down next to Brian. She looked over at him, his eyes were locked with hers. He slowly brought his hand up and brushed her cheek. Softly but sweetly, his lips touched hers. Rachel gently pulled away, keeping her eyes closed. The kiss still lingered on her lips, tasting as sweet as honey. She took a deep breath and opened her eyes and looked at Brian.

"I've been waiting to kiss you like that since I met you," he whispered.
“You’ve kissed me before,” she said while blushing.

“Not like that,” he said with a smile.

Rachel smiled and kissed him again. The two of them remained kissing until they were interrupted by the sound of Kristin's voice.

"Did you take a detour route to the bathroom, Brian?"

Brian jumped and pulled away from Rachel. “Sorry,” he mumbled.

"I told you he'd get lost," Nick said.

"Ha, ha funny," Brian said as he stood up.

"Come on, guys help us get the stuff loaded up so we can meet everyone on the beach," Kristin said. Nick and Brian walked into the other room. Kristin caught Rachel by the arm. "Are you two. . .?"

Rachel shook her head. "No. . .not yet," she said. “Not that it’s any of your concern.”

“What’s with you?”

“You know what,” Rachel said between her gritting teeth.

“Take a fucking Midol, woman,” Kristin said with a sigh. “You’re reading far much into it.”

“I don’t think I am,” Rachel sneered. “Look me in the eye and tell me you like him for more than the money.”

Kristin shook her head in disbelief. “You’re being a bitch.”

“And you’ve just answered my question,” Rachel said then pushed past her on her way into the kitchen.

Brian picked up a big cooler and took it out to Nick's Dodge Dorango. Rachel began putting bags of potato chips in plastic sacks. Nick was putting ice into another cooler. She observed Kristin from the corner of her eye. She was leaning against the counter, watching him pick up the ice bag and pound it into the cooler. Kristin walked over to him and kissed him on the cheek.

"What was that for?" he asked.

"For being so cute." Nick gave her an evil look. "I know I know you hate being called cute. Get used to it."

“I still don’t like it,“ Nick said as he stuck his tongue out at her.

"Where did you put the soda? Hey! I saw that Mister! Stick that tongue back in your mouth before I bite it off."

"Kinky," Nick said with a snicker.

Kristin started to make a comment, but stopped and shook her head. "Never mind, I'm not gonna go there. Anyway, Nickolas, where did you put the soda?"

"It's sitting over there on the counter," Nick said while pointing to it.

Kristin motioned for Rachel to help. Rachel sighed and stepped over to her and help her pick up the six packs of Pepsi. Rachel noticed a piece of ice fly over Kristin‘s shoulder and hit the wall, which was followed by Nick's laughter. Rachel couldn‘t help laugh with him and threw the piece of ice back at him.

"Nick, you're supposed to keep the ice in the cooler. Not throw it at us."

"But this is so much fun," he said as he picked up another piece of ice.

Kristin turned around and looked at Nick playfully. "Well, if you keep that up you'll be in trouble."

"Oh, really?" Nick said with a sexy grin. He walked over to her and put his hands on her waist. "What would you do if I were to kiss you right now?"

"Oh, spare me," Rachel grumbled.

Nick grinned at Rachel and threw the other piece of ice at her. Rachel laughed and continued to put the soda in the cooler.

Kristin laughed and drew her attention back at Nick. "I would kiss you back," she said as she slowly moved her lips towards Nick's then began to kiss, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck.

Brian walked into the kitchen and grinned. "Okay, you get on to us about kissing and look what you're doing. I thought you guys were supposed to be helping us load up the car. By the time we get there it'll be dark. Come on, love birds."

"Alright, all right we're coming," Nick said as he parted from Kristin.

They helped Rachel put the remainder of the sodas into the cooler and each held onto a handle. Rachel followed Brian out the door and locked it behind them. Nick and Kristin were already in front of Nick’s Durango. He placed the cooler in the back while Kristin got in. He waved at them as he got into his car.

"We'll see you guys, there," he said then drove off.

“I think these bags are the last of everything,” he said while pointing to the plastic bags on the pavement.

“Okay,” Rachel mumbled as she picked up a bag.

“Hey,” Brian said as he gently took her arm. “What’s wrong?”

Rachel shook her head and smiled. “Nothing, don’t worry about it.”

“Are you sure?”

“Just a little cat fight with Kristin. It’s fine.”

“Okay,” Brian said in a unconvinced tone.

“Trust me, it’s fine,” she assured as she put the bag into the jeep.

Rachel helped Brian get the last of the food in his jeep. After she handed him the last bag, he reached over and kissed her. Rachel smiled and shyly looked away.

"Why do you look away when I do that?"

"I don't know," she said softly.

He smiled and rubbed his hand on her back. "There's no need to be shy. I won't bite."

"You sure about that?" she joked.

"Well, only if you asked to," he said with a laugh. He opened the car door for her. "Come on, let’s go," he said.

Rachel got in the jeep and put on her seat belt. When he got in the car, he looked over at her and flirtatiously tapped his finger under her chin. Rachel smiled and looked out the window. She decided she wouldn’t let Kristin ruin her day. It wasn’t worth the hassle when she was in the company of a fun guy.

Nikki was getting ready for the beach when she heard her doorbell ring. She let out a sigh of annoyance and hurried to the door. She opened the door to find A.J. and Amanda standing there.

“Hey!” Amanda said as she hugged her.

“Hey, guy,” Nikki said as she let them in. “What are you doing here? I thought we were all meeting up at the beach?”

“We are, we just stopped by to say hi since we’re early.”

“I see,” Nikki said softly.

“What’s wrong?” Amanda asked.

“Nothing, don’t worry about it.”

Amanda turned to A.J. “Have a seat on the couch. Nikki, come with me,” she said then took her arm.

Amanda lead Nikki to her room and shut the door. Nikki sighed and turned away from her.

“Talk,” Amanda said.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Nikki lied.

“Don’t even try that with me. I know you too damn well. What’s going on in that head of yours?”

“It’s just something silly,” Nikki said while waving her hand in the air.

“It’s Howie, isn’t it?”

Nikki felt her cheeks burn. “No.”

Amanda snickered and sat on the bed. “Liar.”

“Okay, it is Howie. There’s nothing I can do about it.”

“You could try telling him how you feel.”

“It’s not that easy, Amanda.”

“Sure it is. You open your mouth and say what’s on your mind. You two have been friends since you were diapers. It should be easy.”

“Well, it’s not,” Nikki said with a huff. “Look, just forget about it, okay? I’ll tell him when I’m ready. I’m not right now.”

“Okay,” Amanda said as she stood up. “I guess we’ll see you at the beach,” she said as she opened the door.

“See you there,” Nikki said as she went into the bathroom.

Nikki finished putting powder on her face then sighed at her reflection. She knew she needed to tell Howie how she felt, but the time was not right. With one last glance in the mirror, she turned the light off and went to her Jeep.

Nikki drove to Howie’s house and sighed as she pulled into his driveway. Usually he would be outside waiting for her, but this time he was nowhere in sight. Not wanting to get out of the Jeep, she honked her horn. Within seconds, Howie came darting out the door and to her car.

"Howie hurry up we're already late!" Nikki shouted from her Jeep.

"Sorry, I overslept," he said while catching his breath.

"It's alright. It's not like anyone is going to kill us if we're few minutes late," she said as she pulled out of the driveway and headed to the beach.

Howie smiled and sat back in his seat. "Nikki, is something wrong?"

"Wrong? No, nothing's wrong. Why would anything be wrong?" she answered quickly.

"You just seem a little stressed. It's not like you to be that way."

"I'm fine, Howie. Nothing is wrong," she said with a sigh and gripped her hands on the steering wheel.

"Did something happen before you came here? If so, you know can- - "

"Howie, for the last time, I'm fine! Let’s drop this before I get really mad!" Nikki shouted.

Howie gave her a hurtful look. "Okay, but I'm here if you want to talk."

"Thanks," she said quietly then parked the Jeep by the beach. "We're here," she said then got out.

Everyone had already arrived and were already eating. Nick waved at them as he pulled a hot dog off the grill.

"Hey, you guys couldn't wait for us?" Howie asked as he put his beach towel down on the sand.

"Sorry, D., we were all hungry. Dig in," A.J. said as he took a bite out of his sandwich.

Howie picked up a plate and began filling it up with food. Nikki took a seat next to Amanda and sighed.

"So, did you tell him yet?" Amanda asked in anxiety.

"No," Nikki said as she looked down at the sand.

"Why not? Girl, you know he likes you."

"No, that’s jus the thing, I don't know. I just don't want anything to happen to our friendship."

"Nothing will happen to your friendship. It will richen it. Trust me, I know. A.J. and I were practically best friends before we started seeing each other. You know that."

"I know," Nikki said with a sigh.

"So, what do you have to lose?" Amanda asked her with a smile.

"You know what, I really don't want to talk about this right now," Nikki said then bit into her hot dog.

"What are you two talking about over here?" Howie asked Amanda as he put he sat down next to Kevin.

"Nothing, just girl stuff," Amanda answered.

"Yeah, girl stuff, "Nikki echoed with a fake smile.

Everyone finished lunch and they went their separate ways for a while. The sun was starting to set and everyone congregated back to their original location.

"Hey, anyone up for some volleyball?" Brian asked as he twirled the volleyball on his finger.

Rachel stood up and snatched the ball away from him. "You think I'm good at basketball, wait until you see my spike."

"Oh, come on! A shorty like you can play volleyball? Please!" Brian said with a grin. Kristin let out a snicker. "What's so funny?"

"Nothing except for the fact that you just made the biggest mistake of your life by saying that."

"Why don't we split up boys and girls and see who's better," Rachel said in a cocky tone.

"Alright, you're on!" Brian said with a confident grin. "Losers have to swim in the ocean naked."

"I'll go for that," Rachel said as she picked her side of the net.

"Umm, Rachel, maybe this isn't such a good- -" Amanda said, but was interrupted by Kristin who stood between them.

"Don't worry, these guys don't stand a chance with her. Trust me, she's good."

Amanda grinned. "Do they know that?" Kristin shook her head. "This is gonna be hilarious," Amanda said with a laugh.

Nikki got up from the table and noticed that Sarah was sitting on her beach towel by herself. She nudged Kevin's arm for his attention.

"Is that the girl you've been talking about?" she asked.

"Yeah," Kevin said with a smile. "I'm just playing the friend card for now."

"Good idea, but why is she sitting there by herself? You should ask her to come play with us."

Kevin stepped over to Sarah. She looked up at him and smiled. "You should come and play volleyball with us. It'll be fun," he said as he crouched down next to her.

"No, that's okay you guys go ahead and play," she said as she put her sunglasses on.

"Are you sure?" Kevin asked.

"Yeah, I'm not too much into volleyball."

"But we'll be uneven if you don't play."

"Don't worry about it, Kevin, we'll be okay with only four girls," Rachel commented. "Sarah, you keep score."

"You're going down, Crawford!" Brian shouted.

Rachel snickered. "Dream on, Littrell!" she said then made the first serve.

The game went on and Nikki found herself staring at Howie. Her heart nearly stopped as she watched him pull off his T-shirt and toss it to the sand. His define upper body made her weak in the knees. She was so into watching him that she never noticed the ball coming toward her. It bounded off her head and she fell to the sand. Howie ran over to her.

“Nikki, are you okay?“ he asked.

She looked into his big, brow eyes and slowly nodded. “I’m fine.“

“Are you sure?“ he asked as he extended his hand to her.

“Positive,“ she said as she took his hand and stood up.

“Shall we continue?“ Rachel asked as she stepped up to Nikki.

“Yeah, let’s finish the game.“

“One last point, guys!” Rachel said with a grin. “Next spike means game.”

“Bring it on!” Brian said.

Rachel smirked and turned to Nikki. “Can you serve?”

“Yeah, I got it,” she said as she took the ball from Rachel.

Nikki served the ball over to the boys’ side of the net. She watched as Rachel blocked Brian’s spike and set the ball up for her own spike. Rachel pulled herself back and spiked the ball over the net in between Nick and Brian. The ball hit the sand and the girls cheered.

"Okay, I give up! The girl is too good!"

Rachel laughed and turned to Sarah. "What was the score again?"

"Boys 24, girls 45," Sarah said then started laughing.

"Hmm, I guess we all know what that means," Rachel said with a devious smile.

"Hey, I was just kidding when I said that, you know," Brian said innocently.

"I wasn't," Rachel said as she moved toward Brian. "Swimming trunks are going bye bye," she said as she ran her finger down his chest.

"Come on, guys! You heard the lady! Let’s go!" Brian said as he headed to the ocean.

All the guys followed him and took off their swimming trunks when they were far enough into the water. The girls all laughed at the sight.

"Oh, my, god this is cold!" Nick shouted.

"You'll get used to it," Kevin said.

"How would you know?" Kevin raised his eyebrows and grinned. "That's disgusting! I don't even wanna know about it."

"Has little Nicky never been skinny dippng before?" A.J. said with a chuckle.

"Shut up!" he shouted and dunked A.J. under water.

Nikki laughed as she watched the girls scoop up the boys’ swimming trunks. They were too busy wrestling around in the water to notice what the girls were doing. She focused her eyes on Howie and laughed as he tried to take control of the situation.

"Okay, let’s get our trunks and get out of here," Howie said as he moved toward the shore, covering himself with his hands. He quizzically looked around for his trunks. "Hey, where are my trunks?"

"Oh, boys!" Kristin said in a sing song voice. "Looking for these?" she asked as she held up Nick's swimming trunks.

The boys looked up and noticed all the girls holding their trunks. Nikki couldn’t help but giggle as they looked like deer caught in headlights.

"Okay, very funny give them back now," A.J. shouted.

"Come fetch!" Amanda said with a laugh.

"Aw, that's not fair!" Nick whined.

"We're not coming out until you give us back our trunks," Brian said.

"Too bad. Must be awfully cold in that ocean," Rachel said as she started to walk away.

"Okay, all you girls can kiss my white ass!" A.J. said as he stood up and flashed them his butt.

The girls cracked up and fell to the sand laughing. Nikki had only wished she’d brought her camera.

"Okay, you big babies, you can have them back now," Rachel said as she grabbed all of their trunks and tossed them to the boys.

They all put their swimming trunks back and ran toward the girls. They all screamed as the boys grabbed a hold of them and threw them into the ocean. Nikki caught sight of Howie running towards her. She tried to dodge him, but he caught her and picked her up. She squealed as he tossed her into the ocean.

"Oh, cold!" Nikki shouted.

"Now you know how we felt," Howie said with a grin.

The girls got out and wrapped themselves up in beach towels.

"Brrr, cold!" Nikki said as she leaned up against Howie.

He laughed and rubbed his hands up her arms to warm her up. Her teeth were chattering.

"Geez, you are cold, aren't you," he said as he wrapped his arms around her.

"Uh huh," she said as she shivered.

"Hey, guys, why don't we warm these ladies up with a bon fire," A.J. suggested.

"Sounds good to me," Howie said as he went with the guys to get some twigs.

By dark, the fire was fully lit up and everyone was sitting around it. Everyone was talking and having a good time, except for Nikki. She realized she was the only one in the group who wasn't on a semi-date and it made her feel out of place. She glanced over at Howie, who was roasting marshmallows on a stick. The light from the fire danced over his face. He looked over at her and smiled.

"Smore?" he asked as he observed his marshmallows.

"No, thank you," she said.

“You look a little lost in though,” he said softly.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said as she stood up and out to the shore.

She was staring out into the ocean with her towel wrapped around her arms. Nikki let out a sigh and was nearly startled by the touch of Howie's hand on her waist. She whirled around and their eyes met.

"Nikki?" he said gently.

"Howie, just leave me alone," she said as she turned away from him.

"What's wrong? Why won't you tell me?"

"I don't think you wanna hear about it."

"Try me," Howie said with his hand on her shoulder.

Nikki turned around and looked at Howie. Her eyes were filled with tears. "Howie I. . .I. . ,"she said with her voice quivering.

"You what?"

Nikki sighed. "Never mind," she said as she ran off to her Jeep.

"Nikki!" Howie shouted, running after her.

Nikki was almost to her Jeep when she was stopped by Amanda.

"Nikki, what's gong on?"

"I can't do this. I'm sorry, I can't," she said in between sobs.

"You can't do what?”

"You already know!" she said as she started to open the door.

Amanda grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the Jeep. "I'm not letting you go out like this."

Nikki jerked her arm away. "Just leave me alone!" she shouted.

Howie ran up to them. He stepped up to Nikki and pushed her hand away from the door of the Jeep.

"Nikki, you're starting to scare me," he said.

"Howie, just let me handle this," Amanda said firmly.

Howie hesitated for a moment then left them alone. Amanda drew her attention back at Nikki.

"Nikki, you're really thinking too deeply into this. Why don't you just tell him how you feel?"

"I wouldn't expect someone like you to understand," Nikki spat.

"Someone like me? What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"Amanda, our situations are nothing alike, okay? You were just a fan when you met A.J. Yes, you guys were friends first, but that's not the same," she said as she sniffled. "Howie has been in my life since we were two years old. He knows everything about me. I think my situation is a little more delicate than yours," she said as she pushed Amanda out of the way. "I'm going home now. I'll call you in a few days," she continued as she got into her Jeep, leaving Amanda standing alone.

A couple of days had gone by and Nikki hadn't spoken to anyone since she ran off at the beach. She was still in bed when she heard the doorbell rang. She let out a sigh and slowly got up to answer the door. There stood Amanda with a look of worry on her face.

"Oh, my god. Have you been home all this time?" she said as she shoved herself into the door.

"Yeah. . .why?" Nikki asked as she yawned.

"Do you have any idea how worried everyone was? Why didn't you return my phone calls?"

"Amanda, I just needed some time to think. I'm okay, really."

"I can't believe you wouldn't just call me up and tell me you were okay. That's all I needed to know! Nikki, I'm your best friend, how could you scare me like that?"

"I'm sorry!" Nikki said on the verge of tears.

Amanda sighed and looked at Nikki. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell. I was just scared since you didn't tell me where you were or how you were doing. You've worried poor Howie to death."

"Howie was worried?" Nikki said as she wiped her tears.

"Yes, he's been trying to call you for two days and the phone has been off the hook. He said he even stopped by a few times and no one answered. Nikki, he's worried about you. You're his friend and he cares about you."

"Yeah, a friend is all I'll ever be," Nikki mumbled.

"What did you say?" Amanda said as she shot her a look.

"You heard me."

"You seriously think Howie only likes you as a friend? Girl, you are so wrong!"

Nikki looked at Amanda in shock. "What is that supposed to mean?"

Amanda grabbed Nikki's hand and led her to the couch and sat down next to her. "I really shouldn't be telling you this, but since he won't do it himself I'm gonna have to do it."

"I'm not sure I'm following you."

"Nikki, Howie has a crush on you. He has for a long time. He's tried to tell you over and over, but he's never had the guts to do it. I know you like him too so maybe you can hint to him that you feel the same way he'd get the courage up to ask you out."

"You mean to tell me that I've been worrying about him liking me and he's been worrying about me liking him? And all this time we've been worrying, we could have been together?" Amanda nodded. "Oh, god, what am I gonna do? I feel like such an idiot."

"Just call Howie and tell him to come over. I think you guys need to tell each other how you feel. He leaves in three days you need to tell him before he goes on tour."

Nikki nodded in agreement. "Okay, I'll tell him tonight."

"Good," Amanda said as she stood up. "I gotta go. A.J. and I are planning on spending some time with each other before he leaves. I'll talk to you later. Let me know what happens with Howie."

"Okay," Nikki said as Amanda left. She pondered for a second what to say to Howie when she calls him then slowly picked up the phone. "Howie?" she said after he picked up.

"Nikki! Are you okay? I've been trying to get a hold of your for days."

"I know. I'm sorry, but I'm okay." Nikki sighed and bit her lip in anxiety. "Howie, can you come over? I think we need to talk."

"Yeah, sure I'll be right over."

"Okay, I'll see you then," she said then hung up. "This better work," she said to herself then waited for Howie.

Nearly thirty minutes had passed and Nikki was pacing around her apartment, waiting for Howie to arrive.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," she said out loud. "What if I totally scare him and it ruins everything?"

She continued to mumble under her breath then she was startled by the doorbell. Nikki drew in a deep breath and straightened her shirt before she opened the door.

"Hi," she said once she opened the door.

Howie smiled and stepped into her house. "Hey," he said softly. "I've been real worried about you. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said quickly then sat down on the couch.

Howie sat down next to her, she avoided his eyes. There was a moment of awkward silence. Howie sighed and looked her with a straight face.

"Nikki, I think you know I can sense when you're lying. Tell me what's wrong." He lifted her head up with his fingers under her chin. "You know you can trust me."

Nikki looked into his brown eyes and nearly melted. God why does he have to be so cute?, she thought. "Nothing's wrong. I'm fine," she said, avoiding his eyes once more.

"Look me in the eyes and tell me nothing's wrong and I’ll believe you."

Nikki sighed. "I. . .I can't."

Howie took her hand. "Come on, let’s go for a walk. Grab your jacket, it's a little chilly out by the ocean tonight."

The two of the got in Howie's car and drove out to the beach. He grabbed her hand they tensely walked down the shore together.

"I'm willing to listen if you're ready to talk. You told me that you needed to talk when you called. . .so talk."

"It's not that simple, Howie," Nikki said as she jerked her hand away from his and walked over to a piece drift wood sitting up on the beach.

She sighed and sat down, resting her elbows on her knees and resting her chin in her hands. Howie sat down next to her at looked at her. Her brown hair was flowing in the wind. Nikki tucked her hair behind her ears and continued to stare at the ocean. Howie gently placed his hand on top of hers.

"Nikki. . .please talk to me. Whatever it is maybe- -"

"Howie I love you!" Nikki blurted out.

Howie sat there frozen. "Wh--What?"

"You heard me," Nikki said, facing him. "I don't know how to say this without ruining our friendship, but I have feelings for you. Not just best friend feelings. . .more than best friends feelings." Howie turns his head away from her. Feeling rejected, she looked down at her hands. "I shouldn't have told you. Now I've ruined everything," she said in a disappointed tone and turned away from him.

"You didn't ruin anything," he said as he gently squeezed her shoulder, urging her to turn around.

Nikki turned back around and stared at Howie. "I didn't?"

Howie smiled. "No," he said as he brushed a stray hair from her face. "You made everything perfect," he said then gently kissed her on the lips.

Nikki breathed in as she felt his lips on tops of hers. She linked her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him. He wrapped his arms tightly around her waist. Nikki felt as if she was floating on a cloud. She never loved anyone the way she loved Howie and she was glad he felt the same.

Kristin was sound asleep in her bed when she heard the doorbell wake her up. Moaning in irritation, she pulled the covers over her head and ignored it. The doorbell was ringing repetitively and it was beginning to annoy her.

"God, go away! There are people trying to sleep here," she whined. The doorbell rang once more. She groaned and got up to answer it. "This better be good," she mumbled under her breath as she opened the door. There stood Nick and Brian with grins on their faces.

"Wake up, sleeping beauty, and go get ready. We're all going to a water park," Nick said then kissed her on the cheek.

Kristin stared blankly at Nick and slammed the door shut. Just then, Rachel walked in yawning.

"Who was that?" she asked in between yawns.

"Two clowns who got lost on their way to the circus," Kristin said sarcastically.

Rachel laughed and opened the door again. "Aw, Kris, that was so mean. Come on in, guys."

"I assume you're not a morning person," Nick said as he put his arms around Kristin.

"Not when someone rings the doorbell at freaking ten in the morning. On a Saturday, for that matter."

Nick laughed. "I'm sorry, babe. Now, go get ready so we can take you two to the water park. It'll be fun."

Kristin stared into Nick's blue eyes and gave him a warm smile. "Why the waster park?“

“Why not?“ he said with a grin.

“Couldn’t we go somewhere else?“

“Nope,“ he replied then lightly smacked her ass. “Go, get ready.“

Okay, we'll be ready in an hour."

"Feel free to play with the N64 while you're waiting. We've got Mario Kart," Rachel said as she headed to her room.

The boys were playing Mario Kart when the girls came out in their swim suits. Kristin had on a green halter top with matching boy shorts. Rachel's looked similar only in blue. Nick smiled and wrapped his arms around Kristin waist.

"You look good," he purred into her ear.

Kristin reached up and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thank you," she said with a seductive smile.

"Okay, you two. Let’s get to the water park," he said as he led Rachel out to his Jeep.

Nick and Kristin climbed in the back and they headed out to Wet and Wild water park. Brian parked the car and gave everyone their tickets.

"Alright, let’s go!" Nick shouted as he hopped out of the back seat.

Kristin laughed and got out of the car. "Someone is excited."

"Of course," Nick said as he wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her. “I like the idea of seeing you all wet.”

“Pervert,” she muttered then kissed him back.

"Okay, love birds, are you coming or are you gonna make out in the parking lot?"

Nick thought a minute. "Make out in the parking lot."

Brian laughed. "Come on, guys, let’s go."

They all gave their tickets to the girl at the ticket booth and went inside. After choosing a spot to put their stuff down the boys took off their shirts and went to rent some inner tubes then headed back over to the girls.

"Okay, so which slide do we want to go on first?" Nick asked.

"Let’s go on that one," Rachel said as she pointed to a blue, whirling slide.

"Alright, let’s go!" Nick said as he ran up to the top. When he reached the top, he immediately made himself comfortable on his inner tube and waited for the okay from the lifeguard. "See ya!" Nick shouted as he slid down the slide.

Kristin wasn't far behind him and met up with him on the first pool of water. They both waited for someone to come along and push them down the next slide. Nick splashed around trying to get his inner tube moving.

"Hey!" Kristin said as she wiped the water off her face.

Nick laughed. "Sorry," he said as he tried to keep moving. "I'm not going anywhere!"

Kristin laughed at the sight. “You’re like a big child.”

“Thank you!” Nick said with a grin.

"Look out below!" Brian shouted from the above slide. He slid down and bumped right into Kristin causing her to go on down to the next slide.

"Bye!" she waved with a laugh.

She landed in the next pool of water and laughed as she continued to watch Nick. She could hear everything he was saying.

"Hey, no fair!" Nick whined as he kept kicking and splashing.

Brian laughed. "Sucker!"

"Shut up, dork. Look who's floating with me? You got no room to talk."

Just then, Rachel came down the slide and bumped Brian down to the next slide. "Yay, I'm moving!"

Rachel laughed and looked over at Nick. He moved his inner tube over to hers and grabbed onto the side of her tube.

"What are you doing?"

"We're gonna go down together. Hang on," he said as he leaned back.

His inner tube slowly moved toward the edge of the slide dragging Rachel with him. The two of them splashed down in the next pool of water, laughing as the kept bumping into each other. Kristin laughed as she was inching toward the next slide.

“I’m outtie!” she said as Nick stuck tongue out at her.

"Looks like we're stuck here," Brian said.

"I don't mind," Rachel said with a smile as she made her way in his direction.

“To hell with this!” Nick said as he stood up and drug his inner tube down to the slide.

“That’s cheating!” Brian said.

“I don’t care!” Nick said then sat down on his inner tube. “I’m not sticking around, waiting for one of you to push me off.”

Nick was too busy running his mouth to notice that his inner tube was slowly inching toward the edge. Brian and Rachel laughed as he quickly grabbed onto the sides of his inner tube to avoid falling through.

"Whoa!" he shouted as he slid down the next pool of water.

Kristin was floating by the edge, soaking in the sun. She jumped when she felt Nick splash her with water.

“Nick!“ she screamed.

He laughed loudly and took her hand. “Aw, don’t be mean.“

Kristin shook her head and laughed at him. She watched Rachel and Brian attempting to slide down to the next pool. Kristin nudged Nick and pointed in their direction. Nick cackled loudly as he watched Brian struggle to get down the slide while Rachel was sliding down without effort. He then drew his attention back over to Kristin and stared at her with loving eyes.

"What?" she said when she noticed him staring.

"Nothing I was just thinking."

"About?" she asked as she got closer.

"Well, I was thinking. . .how would you like to--"

"Look out!" Kristin said as a beach ball headed toward him and smacked him in the head. Kristin busted up laughing and dodged the water he splashed at her.

"Thanks for the warning," he said while rubbing his head. "Where'd that come from anyway?" he asked as he picked up the beach ball.
"Hey, mister, can I have my ball back?" a little boy said.

"Yeah, sure," he said as he handed it back to him. He then turned back to Kristin. "So, anyway, I was wondering if you'd--"

"Hey there's Brian and Rachel!" Kristin shouted as she swam over to them.

"That was fun," Rachel said. "Brian and I want to go float on the lazy river you want to come?"

"No, we're gonna go on the one with dark tunnel," Nick said.

"Okay, we'll meet up with you guys later," Rachel said as she followed Brian to the lazy river.

"Alright, lets go!" Nick said as he grabbed Kristin hand. "Put your inner tube with our stuff. We'll go doubles on this slide."

"Okay," Kristin said as she put her inner tube down and the two went up to the slide hand in hand.

"So, what was it that you were going to ask me?" she asked as they were waiting in line.

"I was going to ask if you'd maybe go on tour with me," he said shyly as he straightened her bikini strap.

"Really? I can go?"

"Yeah, our management said we could bring someone with us this time. So, what do you think?"

"Well, I'd have to talk to my professors. There might be a way for me to work around it. I'll have to back to you on that."

"Great," he said with a grin. "It's our turn," he gestured for her to sit on the slide. Kristin sat down on the edge of the slide while Nick sat behind her and held her close. "Hold on tight, it's scary in there," he said with an evil laugh and pushed her down the slide.

Rachel and Brian put their inner tubes down and rented a raft for two then headed to the lazy river. Brian held it still as Rachel climbed on and he carefully got on after her. Rachel smiled and laid back on the raft.

"This is so relaxing. I could do this for hours," she said as she slipped her blue sunglasses on. "Don't you think this is fun?" she asked as she looked over at Brian.

He smiled and stared at her. "You know those sunglasses look good on you. Blue's my favorite color."

"Mine too," Rachel said while blushing. “Well, that and pink,” she said with a laugh.

“You are such a girl,” he joked.

“I should hope so. I am a girl.”

Brian smiled and studied her for a moment. "You know, I've been wanting to say something to you all day. I think I better do it now before I chicken out again."

"What is it," Rachel as she blocked the sun with her hand.

"I've never met anyone like you. You're a very special person, you know that?"

Rachel laughed nervously. "If you say so."

"No, I'm serious. You've got all the right qualities inside and out. The funny thing is. . .I think I'm falling for you."

"Huh? What?" Rachel said as she fell off the raft in shock.

When she came back up Brian was laughing at her. "Are you okay?" he asked as he lent her a hand.

She took his hand and got back up on the raft. "Yeah, I'm fine," she said while avoiding his eyes.

Brian reached out and brushed a piece of hair off of her face. "Look, I know this is all a shock to you. Maybe I did this too soon," Brian said in a sad tone.

"No!" she shouted then sighed. "No," she said more softly. "You didn't"

Brian smiled. "Say what are the chances of a guy like me getting together with a girl like you?"

Rachel grinned. "I say the chances are pretty good. Fifty-fifty maybe," she said mischievously.

"Oh, really?"

"Uh huh," she said as she got close to him.

"What can I do to make my percentage higher?"

"Kiss me," Rachel said sweetly.

Brian kissed her passionately on the lips. "How was that?"

"You just won first prize, Mr. Littrell."

"Oh yeah? What do I win?" he said as he nuzzled her neck.

"A girlfriend."

Brian looked up at her and smiled. "Is that a that a yes?" Rachel nodded. "There is a God!”

"Oh, no, don‘t get all religious on me," she joked.
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"I can‘t help it" Brian said then kissed her.

Rachel snuggled close to him and the two of them happily floated down the lazy river together. Not a word was spoken for a few minutes. Rachel closed her eyes and enjoyed the gentle ride of the raft. Brian linked his fingers with hers and kissed her hand. She smiled and opened her eyes too look at him.

“So, I guess Nick is planning on asking Kristin to join him on tour,” Brian said casually.

“Okay,” Rachel said as she closed her eyes.

“So, I was kinda thinking maybe you’d come too.”

“I dunno, maybe,” Rachel said with a sigh.

“You don’t sound too thrilled with the idea.”

“I’m thrilled of the idea of being with you, not her,” Rachel admitted.

“What’s with you two lately? You’ve been fighting a lot?” he curiously asked.

Rachel shrugged. “I’d be fine if she stopped acting like a little brat.”

Brian shook his head and kissed her cheek. “I don’t think I want in the middle of this.”

“No, you don’t,” Rachel said then kissed him back. “Let’s not ruin our day with talk of that, okay?”

“Okay,” Brian said then laid back on the raft.

"Kris, just one more ride, I promise. Then we can go eat," Nick whined after a long day of going down the slides.

"Nick, hon, I'm hungry and I want to eat. I've had enough of sliding down slides for a little bit. We can start again later," Kristin said as she headed toward where they put their stuff.

"Aw, come on just one more!"

Kristin rolled her eyes. "Nineteen years old and you still whine like you're three." Nick stuck his tongue out. "Okay, so now you're going on two."

"Funny," Nick said.

Kristin giggled and grabbed his hand. "Come on, let’s go eat lunch and I promise we'll go on the slides some more."

"Okay," Nick gave in.

The two of them went to the lawn chairs and found Rachel and Brian walking in the same direction, holding hands. Kristin grinned and went over to Rachel.

"Excuse me, Brian, I'm gonna steal her for a moment," she said as she pulled Rachel over to the side.

"Yes?" Rachel said in a half hearted tone.

"You're not hiding anything, girl, I can see that glow on your face. He asked you out didn't he?"

Rachel sighed and smiled. “Yes, he did.”

"Oh, my, gosh! Rach, I'm so happy for you!" Kristin squealed. "You'll have to tell me every detail."

"Okay, I will tonight, I guess."

Kristin jumped up and down in excitement. "Okay, we better get back to our boys. They're waiting on us."

Kristin and Rachel walked over to the lawn chairs where the boys were taking bread and lunch meat out of the coolers. Rachel seated herself on a lawn chair next to Brian while Kristin took a seat on the ground in front of Nick. All four of them made their sandwiches and began to eat.

"So, are you two. . .like. . .together. . .now," Nick asked in between bites.

“Yes, Nick, we are,” Brian said with a smile.

"It's about time! I thought you'd never ask her out."

Brian laughed. “Oh, gee, thanks, Frack."

"So, what have you two been doing all this time?" Rachel asked.

"Girl, we have been on every ride there is in this whole park," Kristin said.

Nick shook his head. "We've been all of them but that one," Nick said as he pointed to a really tall slide.

"Well, you can go on that one alone because you aren't gonna get me up there. That's too high for me."

"How bout it, Rach?" Nick said gesturing to the slide.

Rachel shook her head. "No way."

"Man, you mean to tell me I have to go up there by myself? I know Rok won't go up there with me," Nick whined.

"Well, you can go up there by yourself or not go on it at all. It's your choice," Kristin said in an irritated tone.

"Okay, fine I'm going up there by myself," Nick said as he finished his sandwich and got up. "I'll see you guys when I get back."

"Wait," Kristin said as she got up.

"You changed your mind?" Nick said with a hopeful grin.

"No," she said as she grabbed her camera. "I'm gonna take some pictures. I'll see you at the bottom," she said then gave him a kiss.

Nick took off to get in line for the slide. Kristin looked over at Rachel and Brian who were feeding each other grapes.

"You guys gonna come with me to watch Nick come down the slide?"

"Nah, we'll see you guys when you come back," Brian said.

"Okay," Kristin said as she went to the end of the slide.

Patiently she waited at the end of the slide for Nick. Adjusting her camera, she could see him at the top of the stairs already, so she snapped a picture. He waved at her from the top and she waved back. She watched him sit down at the top of the slide and slowly lean back. She held her camera steady as she waited for him to come down the slide. Kristin pressed the button, but noticed her film was out so she quickly changed it. When she got the film in the camera she noticed a crowd of people standing around the pool at the end of the slide and three or four lifeguards. Suddenly, in the pit of her stomach she felt that something was wrong. She pushed her way through the people and saw Nick laying on the side of the pool screaming in pain. There were too many people for her to tell what was going on.

"Oh, my god!" she exclaimed as she shoved her way further through the crowd. "Out of my way! Let me get to him!" she shouted while pushing through. She got to the front of the crowd and noticed a large of amount of blood coming from his right leg. She tried to run over to him, but a lifeguard stopped her. "No! Let me near him! That's my boyfriend!"

"Ma'am, please, step out of the way. We need room so we can get him on an ambulance and take him to the hospital."

"Hospital! What the hell happened up there?"

"We're not quite sure, ma'am," the lifeguard said in a calm voice.

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know?" Krisitn continued to shout.

Just then, Rachel and Brian came running up to her. "What's going on? What happened?" Rachel asked.

"I don't know! He was just up there. . .and. . .and my film went out. . .and he. . . he. .I don‘t know what‘s going on!" Kristin sobbed.
Rachel pulled Kristin in to a hug. "He'll be okay. It's alright," Rachel said in a soothing voice. "Take a deep breath and calm down."

Brian, Kristin, and Rachel watched as the paramedics lifted Nick onto a stretcher and wheel him to the parking lot where the ambulance was waiting. Kristin ran up to one of the paramedics standing by the ambulance.

"Could I go with him please? I'm his girlfriend." The paramedic nodded and Kristin got in.

"We'll meet you there," Rachel shouted to Kristin as she and Brian headed out to his Jeep.

Kristin sat in the ambulance and looked down at Nick. He looked up at her and wiped the tear off her face then grabbed her hand. Kristin kissed his hand lightly and silently cried to herself.

"It's okay. . .I'm alright," Nick whispered then closed his eyes.

"Nick?” Kristin said as she ran her fingers through his hair. She glanced over at the paramedic. “What did you to him?”

"We gave him a sedative shot. We needed to keep him still," he answered as he gave Nick an IV.

A few minutes later, they arrived at the hospital and they quickly rushed Nick to the emergency room. Kristin watched as they wheeled him down the hall. She heard the sound of Brian and Rachel running up behind her. Kristin quickly turned around to face them.

“Where are they taking him?” Brian asked.

Kristin shrugged. “No one’s told me anything.”

“We’ll just have to wait and find out,” Rachel said calmly.

Brian nodded in agreement. “I’m sure it won’t take long,” he assured.

A couple of hours have gone by; Brian, Rachel, and Kristin waited patiently in the waiting room. Brian was slumped over in his chair with his hands over his face.

"You okay?" Rachel asked as she rubbed her hand on his back.

Brian nodded. "Yeah, I just hate the idea of my best friend being in pain."

"I know," Rachel said with sympathy and kissed him on the cheek.

Just then, a doctor came down the hall and stopped in front of them. "Are you the friends of Mr. Nick Carter?" he asked.

"Yes," Kristin said as she stood up. "How is he?"

"He's doing just fine. It seems that he sliced his leg open by a loose nail on the slide. We gave him some stitches and a tetanus shot, so he should be fine."

"Can we see him?" Brian asked anxiously.

The doctor smiled. "Of course, he's in the last room down the hall."

The three of them walked down the hall and slowly opened the door to Nick's room. There he lay on the bed with his leg propped up and his eyes closed. Kristin walked over to his bed and sat down in the chair next to it. She grabbed his hand and Nick opened his eyes. He smiled at his first glimpse of her.

"Hey," he said in a hoarse whisper.

"Hey," Kristin said with a smile. "How are you feeling?"

"I've lost the feeling in my leg due to my foot being propped up like this. Other than that I'm fine," he said with a chuckle.

"Hey, Frack," Brian said as he walked over to the foot of the bed.

"Hey, guys," he said in a groggy tone.

The doctor walked in with a clipboard in his hand. "I see you're still a little groggy form the IV we gave you. That will wear off soon. I'm gonna give you a prescription for the pain, but I advise you not to take it unless you absolutely have to. They're very strong and can make you very drowsy."

"Doctor, we leave for an American tour in two days is Nick gonna be able to perform?" Brian asked.

"If he stays off his leg for a couple of days, yes, he will be able to. Although, I strongly suggest you get yourself some crutches to walk with and only stand on that leg when performing or rehearsing. The less you walk on it for a few days the better it will heal."

"Great, so when can I get out of here?" Nick asked while trying to sit up.

"Well, everything looks fine, no infections or anything of that sort. I'll send a nurse up here to take out your IV, and after you pick up your prescription you can go on home."

"Alright!" Nick said, then moved his leg. "Ow!" he shouted.

"That is why you need to stay off it for a few days," he said with a chuckle. "I'll get a nurse up here right away."

"Thanks, Doc," Brian said then looked over at Nick. "Well, I guess everything's okay here. Do you two mind if Rachel and I leave? I'm sure you two want to be alone."

"No, go ahead. I can call a cab to take us to my place," Nick said.

"Are you sure?" Brian asked.

"Yeah, positive. You guys go have fun."

"Okay, we'll see you two later," Brian said as he and Rachel left the room.

"You okay?" Nick asked Kristin as he grabbed her hand.

"Yeah," she said softly. "I was a little scared."

Nick chuckled and squeezed her hand. "Get used to it. I'm accident prone," he joked.

"That's not funny," she said with a soft giggle.

"Then why are you smiling?"

"Because you're cute...even if you are accident prone," she said as she looked into his eyes and reached in for a kiss.

Nick smiled. “Well, I guess this means I’ll need you around for a couple of days. Are you up for it?”

“Of course I am,” she said with a grin. “But I’ll warn you. I’m a pre med student, so I’m going to be watching you like a hawk.”

“Sounds good to me,” Nick said then kissed her again.

"Alright, let’s get out of here," Nick said as he walked on his crutches after picking up his prescription.

Kristin walked ahead of him to the taxi waiting outside. Nick tried to keep up, but his crutches were slowing him down. "Hey, slow down!" he said while trying to speed up.

Kristin laughed. "Something wrong, hop along?"

"Okay, make fun of me why don't you?" Nick said while trying to go faster. "Stupid crutches!" he said then suddenly fell flat on his face.

Kristin busted up laughing and helped Nick back up. "I'm sorry, baby. I know I shouldn't be laughing, but you have no idea how hilarious that looked."

"Gee, thanks," Nick said, standing back up.

"Come on, the taxi's outside waiting for us," she said as she opened the door for Nick.

The two of them got inside the taxi and rode to Nick's house. Kristin gave the taxi driver his money and helped Nick out of the car. He winced in pain when trying to stand up on his crutches. Kristin eagerly took his keys from him and opened the door. She gasped at the first sight of the inside of the house.

“Oh, my god! Nick, your house is beautiful!”

“Thanks,” Nick said as he slowly made his way through the door. He shut the door behind him and winced in pain as he stood beside her.

"You need to take your medication. Come on," Kristin said as she supported him. Nick walked into the living room and headed to the stairs. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Upstairs to my room," Nick said while going up the steps.

"Get back down here. You don't need to be trying to walk up stairs with your leg. You can lay on the couch."

"But--"

"Didn't you hear the doctor about being careful with your leg?"

Nick sighed and walked over to the couch and laid down. He groaned in pain. "I'll go get you some water so you can take your pills," Kristin said as she went to the kitchen then came back chuckling. "I forgot this isn't my house. Where are your glasses?"

Nick laughed. "First cabinet by the fridge."

Kristin went back in the kitchen and came back out with a glass of water and two pills. "Here," she said as she handed them to him.

Nick took the pills and gave her back the glass. "Thanks, babe," he said and laid back down.
Kristin leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. "I'll be right back I'm gonna get some stuff so you don't have to move around too much. The less you're on your leg the better off you're gonna be," she said then walked over and got the remote and TV guide for him. "You want a pillow from off your bed? I can get one for you."

"Yeah, that'd be great. Get the green one, please."

Kristin went to his room and came back with a green pillow. "This it?" she asked as she handed it to him.

"Yeah, thanks," he said as he put it behind his head.

"Are you hungry? I can get you something to eat." Nick shook his head. "You sure?" Nick nodded and closed his eyes. “Your painkillers should kick in soon.”

Nick looked up and grabbed her hand. "Come here," he said as he scooted over. "Let me hold you for a while."

Kristin smiled and laid on the couch next to Nick. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her lightly on the cheek. "You make a good cuddle toy," he said with a snicker.

Kristin playfully smacked him on the arm and rolled over, facing him. She kissed the tip of his nose. "I just think you're delirious, but I'll keep my mouth shut so you'll keep holding me," she said with a laugh.

"You know, with me not being able to walk on my leg for a couple of days it might be nice to have a personal nurse around."

"Nick Carter, are you asking me to stay over for two days?"

Nick nodded with a grin. "I only have two days left of freedom and I want to spend them with you."

Kristin smiled and kissed him on the lips. "Of course I'll stay. Although, I'll need to go get some clothes and stuff."

Nick reached in his pocket and pulled out his keys. "Here, take my Durango. Go get you some clothes and come back."

Kristin laid there in shock. "You're letting me drive your Durango?"

"Yeah, I trust you."

Kristin squealed then kissed him again. "I'll be back in a bit," she said as she sat up.

"Okay," Nick said in between a yawn.

"I think your medication has taken full affect. Get some sleep and I'll be back to fix you some dinner," she said then headed toward the door. "Oh, by the way Nick what did you- -" she said as she turned around, noticing Nick was sound asleep. She smiled to herself then grabbed a blanket off the couch and put it over him. Kissing him softly on his cheek, then quietly left the house.

Sarah sat in the kitchen looking at the job ads in the newspaper. She sighed as she circled another possibility. Just then, Kevin came in all hot and sweaty. She smiled when she saw him.

"Hey! How was the gym?" she asked.

"It was pretty good. It felt good to work out again. Haven't had a full work out in a while," he said as he took off his shirt. "I'm gonna go take a shower. I'll be back in a bit."

"Okay," Sarah said as she went back to her paper.

A few minutes later, Kevin came out of the shower with fresh clothes on and walked into the kitchen. "What are you doing?" he asked as he looked through the refrigerator.

"I'm trying to find me a new job, but I'm not having much luck with that," Sarah said as she threw her pen down and rubbed her temples.

Kevin got a bottled water from the fridge and sat down next to her. "You don't need a new job."

"But I want to help out on all the expenses. I'm living here too and I think that I should be able to help you out a little."

Kevin chuckled. "I'll say it again you don't need a new job, but if you really want one, fine with me. I'm not gonna tell you how to live your life."

Sarah stared blankly at Kevin. "Wow, a guy who lets me do what I want. That's a first."

Kevin smiled and stood back up. "I'm gonna start some laundry. You need anything washed?"

Sarah shook her head. "I already washed my laundry this morning."

"Okay, well I'll be downstairs doing my laundry. If someone calls for me just come down and bring me the cordless."

"Okay," Sarah said as she stared back down at the paper. "God, there is nothing in this stupid town!" she said as she chucked her pen across the room.

Letting her chair scrape against the linoleum floor, she stood up and stretched her muscles. She let out a sigh of frustration as she picked up the paper and went to her room. After days of living with Kevin, she had finally gotten the room set up the way she wanted it. The bed was centered in the room with a night stand on both sides. Her lavender curtains draped from the large window. All her clothes were hung up in the walk in closet, and she managed to buy new stuff for her bathroom. It was completely empty when she moved in, but Kevin helped her get everything in order. Sarah opened a drawer on her dresser and pulled out some shorts and a top to sleep in then took them with her to the bathroom. She ran warm water over a wash cloth and washed her face then towel dried it after she was finished. Taking a look at herself in the mirror, she could see there were dark circles under her eyes from lack of sleep. The bruise on her cheek was a light shade of brown, barely visible to the eye. Sarah sighed as she remembered that night. She shook the memory out of her head as she began to brush her teeth. When she was finished, she changed into her pajamas then returned to her room. Sarah snatched her favorite teddy bear from her bed and sat down on the bay window. She looked up at the stars from her window. The room was dark and silent. Nothing was stirring but the flickering lights of the lit candles in her room. Sarah was in the middle of day dreaming when she heard a light tap on her door. She looked up and there stood Kevin.

"Mind if I come in?"

"No, not at all," Sarah said in almost a whisper.

Kevin sat across from her. "What are you doing sitting here in the dark?"

"Just thinking," she said, fiddling with her teddy bear's ear.

"Anything you want to talk about?" Kevin asked as he scooted closer to her.

Sarah shook her head. "No, I'm okay," she said as she shifted her shoulders. "God, my neck and shoulders are killing me from looking at that damn paper all day."

"Come here, you look tense."

Sarah moved closer to him and he began to massage her neck and shoulders. She couldn’t help but to drop her head and sigh of relief.

"Mmm, that feels good," she murmured.

"You're so tight. You need to relax," Kevin said as he continued rubbing her shoulders.

Sarah shut her eyes and breathed in deeply. She didn’t now why, but something about the way he was touching her made her feel depressed. Her hands began to shake as she fought back her tears. It was no use, her tears had already started to fall down her cheek. She quietly sniffled, hoping he wouldn‘t notice.

"Are you sure you're all right?" he asked gently.

Sarah let out a soft sob. Kevin wrapped his arms around her for comfort. She leaned against him and covered her face with her hands.

"You don't have to say anything. I know it's rough on you."

Sarah turned around and looked up at Kevin. "I'm sorry, I know I must annoy you when I do that."

Kevin's green eyes softened as he wiped a tear from her cheek. "No, it doesn't annoy me at all. I understand you're going through a difficult time."

"I've never met anyone as understanding as you are. I don't know what I'd do without you," Sarah said as she placed her hand on his cheek.

Their eyes intensely locked as Sarah slowly moved forward. They're lips were almost touching when they were interrupted by the phone. Kevin jumped and cleared his throat and stood up.

"I'll go get that," he said then swiftly left the room.

Sarah sat there in bewilderment trying to soak in what had happened. She tightened her grip on her teddy bear she got up and stood by her door to eavesdrop on Kevin.

"Hello? Oh, hey, Mom! Yeah, I know, I've been busy." There was silence then he spoke again. "A girl?" He chuckled. "Oh, that must have been Sarah. She's staying here with me. It's a long story. I'll explain later. Do I like her?" Sarah moved closer to the doorway. "Oh, Mom, you gotta meet her. . .she's. . .she's wonderful. No, she's not my girlfriend. . .though I kind if wish she was."

She heard Kevin move down the hallway so she ducked away. Hearing the door to his room close, she smiled at what just heard. Her mind was racing with a million thoughts.

“He wants to be with me?” she whispered to herself.

Sarah heard Kevin open his door again and walk down the hallway. She quickly stepped away from the door and sat on the bed. Kevin peeked his head into her room and smiled.

“Sorry, that was my mom. She calls about once a week.”

“That’s sweet,” she said with a smile.

Kevin silently came into her room and sat beside her. “I was thinking that I could help you find a place to stay while I’m gone.”

Sarah stared at him for a moment. “Oh, that’s right, you’re leaving in two days,” she said softly.

Kevin cleared his throat and stared at the wall. “Unless you’d like to join me. I mean, you’d be safe. There’s no way he could find you and there’s always security around.”

“Kevin, I don’t want to be in the way.”

“You wouldn’t be,” he said with a smile. “I like having you around. It sure as hell beats being alone.”

Sarah snickered. “You won’t be alone. You’ll have the guys, the crew, and thousands of girls screaming your name.”

Kevin nodded then gently placed his hand on her arm. “Just think about it,” he said then stood up.

Sarah watched him as he left the room. Her eyes fixated on her reflection in the mirror. The idea of being with Kevin was exciting but scary at the same time. She wasn’t sure if she was ready to give her heart to another man. Sarah knew Kevin was nothing like Keith. It was going to take some thinking on her part. The only thing she was sure of was the fact that she didn’t want to rush things.

Sarah continued to contemplate the options while sitting on her bed. She was unaware that Kevin had walked back into the room. Her eyes shifted in his direction and she jumped when she saw him.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you,’ he said softly.

“How long have you been standing there?”

“Not long.”

“Oh,” Sarah said as she drew in a breath.

“I just realized that I almost forgot to say good night.”

“Oh, that’s okay,” Sarah said softly. “Good night.”

“Good night,” Kevin said with a warm smile.

She watched him as he left the room. Her voice was caught in her throat as she quickly stood up and walked over to the door.

“Kevin?” she choked out.

“Hmm?” he said as he turned around.

“I want to go with you. On the road, I mean.”

He smiled and stepped over to her. “Are you sure?”

“Yeah,” she replied with a nod. “I think it would do me some good to get away.”

“Great,” Kevin said then kissed her cheek. “I’ll call management in the morning, good night.”

“Good night,” Sarah echoed while holding her cheek.

She stood in the hallway in bewilderment, wondering if she’d made the right decision. Sarah sighed and went back to her room. She scooped up her teddy bear and laid on her bed. With a sigh of apprehension, she closed her eyes and hoped that everything would work out in the end.

Amanda was sitting on the couch trying to concentrate on her history book. All the words seem to jumble together as eyes skimmed the pages. Nothing was making sense to her. She put the book down in frustration, letting it fall on the floor. Amanda rubbed her temples and closed her eyes for a moment. Her head pounded and her eyes felt weary. She figured it was from studying too much. A sigh escape her lips as she turned on the TV. It was nine o'clock and there was nothing on but news. Determined to find something half way entertaining to watch, she hastily flipped through the channels. Since there was absolutely nothing on, she clicked the TV off and laid on the couch. Her headache was growing worse, so she got up to take an aspirin. She found the aspirin in the kitchen cabinet and took it with a glass of water then made her way back to the couch. Before she could even sit down, she heard the doorbell ring. She rolled her eyes and opened the door to find A.J. with an armful of groceries and a bouquet of pale pink tulips.

"Hey, babe," he said then kissed her on the cheek.

Amanda dumbfounded stared at him. "Alex, what are you doing here?"

"I'm making you dinner tonight. We planned it this morning. Did you forget?" he asked as he wandered into the kitchen and began taking the stuff out of the bags. He handed her the tulips. "These are for you."

"Thank you," Amanda said as she took out a vase from under the sink. "So, what are we having tonight?" she asked as she ran water into the vase.

"Lemon and garlic chicken with baby potatoes, carrots and salad. For dessert. . .peach cobbler," he said as he pulled out the container of peach cobbler. "It's my mom's recipe I made it this morning."

"My, you have been a busy boy," Amanda said as she wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Only the best for my girl," he said with a quick peck on the lips. "I'm gonna get started. You wanna help or are you gonna study? Doesn't matter to me. I can handle this if you need to hit the books."

Amanda sighed. "I think I've done all the studying I can do for one night."

A.J. kissed her cheek then looked at her. “Are you okay? You look a little flushed.”

“I think I’ve just been studying too hard lately. I’ve got a headache.”

“Why don’t you rest for a little while? I can handle this,” he insisted.

“Are you sure?”

“Definitely,” he said with a smile. “I’ll come wake you if you fall asleep.”

“Okay,” she said then went back into the living room.

An hour had passed and Amanda had fallen asleep while watching Seinfield. She opened her eyes as A.J. was gently rubbing her hand on her arm to wake her.

“Dinner’s ready,” he said gently.

“Okay, I’ll be right there,” she said as she sat up.

Amanda stretched her stiff muscles and looked at A.J. He smiled and offered his hand to her as she got off the couch. A.J. led her into the kitchen and she smiled when she saw that he had lit candles and set up the table with her china dishes. He dimmed the light then lead Amanda over to her seat. Amanda looked at the food and was slightly disappointed that she didn’t have much of an appetite. She glanced at A.J., who was anxiously waiting for her to take the first bite out of her chicken. Amanda chuckled and cut off a piece off her chicken. She chewed slowly and smiled.

"Mmm, this is really good. You did a good job," she commented.

A.J. smiled with relief. "I'm glad you like it."

The two of them ate the dinner and enjoyed a quiet conversation. When they finished, A.J. cleaned up the dishes and got out the peach cobbler. He cut out two pieces and placed them on clean plates. A.J. grinned as he set a piece in front of her and returned to his seat. Amanda suddenly felt a wave of nausea hit her as she looked at the cobbler, shaking it off she just sat there and picked at it.

A.J. noticed it and looked at her in concern. "You okay? You're not eating your cobbler."

Amanda looked up and smiled. "Sorry, I guess I ate too much. I'm not really hungry anymore. I don't think I have room for cobbler."

A.J. chuckled. "That's okay. We'll put it in the fridge for later," he said as he took her plate from her.

She watched him as he put the cobbler in the refrigerator blew out the candles. A.J. smiled and took her hand.

"Come on, let's go to your room. I rented a movie."

Amanda followed him to her room and sat on the bed. He put the movie and sat down next to her. "What did you rent?"

"City of Angels," A.J. said as he wrapped his arms around her. "I know how much you love that movie."

Amanda smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips. A.J. made himself comfortable and Amanda laid her head on his chest and watched the movie. The two of them cuddled as the movie went on. Amanda noticed her eyes getting heavy and slowly she drifted off to sleep. She was awoken by the sound of A.J. turning off the TV and putting the movie away.

"What are you doing?" she said in a hoarse voice.

A.J. kissed her on the forehead and pulled the covers back. "You're going to bed, you're tired."

"Are you leaving?" Amanda asked, sitting up feeling slightly dizzy. "Ooh!" she softly moaned, pressing her hand on her forehead.

“Are you okay?” he asked in concern.

“I’m fine,” she said as she rubbed her head. “I sat up too fast.”

"I'm staying right here tonight," A.J. said then put the covers over her.

He took off his shirt and jeans and climbed into bed with her. He draped his arms around her and she snuggled closely to him.

"Good night," he whispered.

Amanda didn't answer, she had already started to fall back to sleep. A.J. yawned and kissed her on the top of her head. Amanda linked her fingers with his and fell asleep. Sometime in the middle of the night, she was awaken by nausea. She tried to not wake A.J., so she carefully slid away from him. Amanda was shaking and her stomach was queasy. She sat on the edge of the bed, breathing slowly, hoping it would pass. She felt A.J. roll over and sit up. He moved closer to her and placed his hand on her back.

"Amanda? What's the matter, baby?" he said softly.

Amanda felt her stomach turn. She moaned and swiftly she got up and ran to the bathroom, shutting the door behind her. She hovered over the toilet and nothing happened. She heard A.J. lightly tap on the door.

"Amanda, baby, are you okay?" he asked from behind the door.

Amanda got down on her knees and held her hair back. "I'm okay," she weakly responded. "Just go back to bed."

"Are you sure?" A.J. asked in obvious concern.

"Yeah, just go on back to bed," she called back.

Amanda closed her eyes as she began to vomit. When she was finished, she flushed the toilet, rinsed her mouth, and washed her face. She stared herself in the mirror and dried off her face with a hand towel. She came out of the bathroom and A.J. was sitting on the bed. He gave her a sympathetic look and took her hand, leading her to the bed and laid next to her.

"Are you sure you’re okay? That didn‘t sound too good," A.J. asked as he rubbed his hand on her stomach.

"Yeah, I think so." Amanda said softly.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I just wanna go back to sleep. Probably just a bug or something I ate."

A.J. placed his hand on her forehead. "You're not running a fever."

"I'm fine. Just go back to sleep," Amanda whined.

A.J. kissed her on the top of her head and held her close. He hummed softly in her ear, she couldn't help but smile. A.J. always hummed in her ear when she was sick. His soft voice sang a lullaby and, eventually, Amanda went back to sleep.

Rachel let out a baffled sigh as she hastily click away on her lap top. She was concentrating so hard on her paper that she didn't hear Brian come into the kitchen. He tenderly wrapped his arms around her and kissed her gently on the cheek. Rachel stopped typing and rubbed her temples.

"This is so irritating," she groaned.

"Having difficulties?" Brian asked as he sat in the chair next to her.

"It's not really all that difficult. I'm just not in the mood to do this, but I need to get it done."

"Maybe you should take a break from it. Come back and finish it later."

"No, if I do that I'll never get back to it. I'll find a reason to procrastinate." Rachel drew in a deep breath as she looked at her partially finished paper. "I'm probably going to be up all night trying to write this stupid thing!"

Brian smiled and put his hand on her leg. "Want me to go get you a cappuccino? I don't mind."

Rachel smiled back at him. "Could you?"

"Sure, no problem. I'll go pick up a movie for me to watch and get you your cappuccino."

Rachel pursed her lips. "I'm sorry, I'm not being very good company tonight. I just really need to get this paper done."

"Don't worry about it. I just like being with you. Doesn't matter what you're doing as long as I'm with you."

"That's sweet," Rachel said as she put her hand on top of his.

Just then, they heard the front door open. Kristin appeared into the kitchen grinning from ear to ear. Rachel sucked in a breath and looked the other way.

"Hey guys!" she said cheerfully.

"Hey! What are you doing here? I thought you were going to spend some time with Nick," Rachel asked.

"I am. I just came back to grab some stuff. Nick wants me to stay with him for the next two days."

"How did you get here?" Brian asked curiously.

Kristin's smiled grew bigger as she held out Nick's keys. "He let me drive the Durango!"

Brian's mouth dropped. "Whoa, he let you drive his Durango?" Kristin nodded. "Nick Carter, my best friend, let someone other than him drive his Durango?"

"Yup!"

Brian laughed. "You've got him whipped. He never lets anyone drive that car."

Kristin laughed. "Well, I guess he trusts me. Besides, it‘s a nice ride."

"So, you're staying with him for the next couple of days?" Rachel asked, pretending she was bothered by Kristin‘s eagerness.

"Yeah, you don't mind, do you?"

"No, definitely not," Rachel said.

"Cool, I'm gonna start packing some stuff. Come with me."

"Why?" Rachel said getting out of her seat.

“Because I want to talk to you,” she said as she tugged on Rachel’s arm. “Get up.”

“Fine,” Rachel muttered.

"I'm gonna go get that movie and your cappuccino," Brian said. "I'll be back soon," he said then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.

Rachel smiled and looked over at Kristin who was grinning at her. "What?"

"Nothing except you two are adorable."

“Oh, don’t start,” Rachel said as she walked into Kristin’s room.

“What’s with you?”

Rachel sighed. “Nothing, I’m sorry, I’m just really stressed over my paper.”

“Understandable,” Kristin said as she pulled her bag out of her closet. "So, what do you and Brian have planned for the evening?"

"Nothing, really. I've got that big paper due on Monday, so I'm gonna be working on that all night. I feel bad because I'm leaving Brian with pretty much nothing to do. He doesn't seem to mind though."


"I think it's cute. Can you get my toothbrush and toothpaste out of my bathroom please?"

"Sure," Rachel said as she went to the bathroom. "Here you go," she said then handed them to Kristin.

"Thanks,“ she said as she took it from her. “So, how do you like being with Brian? Is it everything you always dreamed of?" she asked as she packed her clothes.

Rachel smiled and shook her head. "It‘s not big deal. Brian‘s a great guy. I‘m just happy to be with him."

Kristin smiled back. "I feel the same way about Nick."

“Oh, really?” Rachel asked with her right eyebrow raised.

“Yeah, he’s a great guy too.”

“I know that, silly, “ Rachel said with a chuckle. “But what is it about him that you like?”

“You mean, besides the fact that he’s absolutely adorable?“

“Yes.“

“I like that he can afford to actually be in a relationship.”

Rachel stared at her or a moment. “What does that mean?”

“Rach, you know me. I have expensive taste. I’m not the type of girl to go on a date to McDonald’s.”

“So, you’re saying you wouldn’t date him if he didn’t make all his money?”

“No, that’s not what I’m saying.”

“It sure as hell sounded like it.”

Kristin sighed and angrily put the last of her clothes into the bag. “What is it with you lately? You’ve been on my case about Nick. Why do you care so much?”

“I just want to be sure you know what you’re doing. Nick’s a great guy. Don’t mess things up by being greedy.”

“You act like I’ve been asking him for money or going on shopping sprees. I’ve not done anything of those things.”

“Yet,” Rachel muttered.

“Let’s just drop this conversation before it gets ugly.”

“Fine.”

“So, Nick asked me to join him on tour.”

“I know, Brian told me.”

“Are you coming?”

“I don’t know,’ Rachel said with a shrug. “I’ve not really thought about it.”

“Why the hell not?”

“I’ve got class. I can’t just drop in the middle of a semester.”

“Girl, going on tour with the Backstreet Boys is a once in a lifetime thing. College…you can do that any day.”

“I’ll think about it,” she said.

“I’d miss you if you didn’t come.”

“What do you need me around for? You’ve got Nick,” Rachel said as she crossed her arms.

“So, that’s what it is.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re jealous because I’ve not been around.”

“Kristin--”

“Maybe I’ve been a little distracted with Nick, but you’re still number one to me,” Kristin said with a smile. “Don’t worry, you’re not being replaced.”

“Thanks,” she muttered.

"Well, I think I have everything. I'm gonna go ahead and go back to Nick's place," she said as she zipped her bag.

"Okay, have fun," Rachel said as she followed Kristin to the front door.

"Oh, I will," Kristin commented with a mischievous grin.

Brian came up behind Kristin from the stairs. "I'm back. Here's your cappuccino," he said as he handed the cup to Rachel.

"Thank you, sweetie," Rachel said then kissed him.

Brian smiled and wrapped around his arms around her waist and looked over at Kristin. "What are you smiling at?"

"Nothing," she said innocently. "I'm gonna go now. See you guys later."

"Yeah, go ahead, leave. And take Nick's Durango with you!" Brian joked.

Kristin laughed as she left the apartment, shutting the door behind her. He smiled and kissed Rachel on the cheek then opened the case to his movie.

"What movie did you rent?" Rachel asked as she sat on the couch.

"The Other Sister," he said as he popped it into the VCR.

"You rented a chick flick?" she asked in shock.

"Sure, why not? I'm not afraid to show my feminine side," Brian said with a grin then sat on the couch. "Aren't you gonna finish your paper?"

Rachel shook her head. "No, I'm gonna watch this movie with you and go back to it later. I'm too irritated to finish it right now."

“Anything I can do?”

“No,” Rachel said as she admired him.

She cupped her hand under his chin and kissed him full on the lips. Brian smiled and looked at her in suspicion.

“What was that for?”

“No reason,” she said innocently.

"Alrighty, then," Brian said as he put his arm around her shoulders.

The two of them cuddled together and watched the movie. When the movie was over, Rachel looked over at Brian who was fast asleep on the arm of the couch. She got up and grabbed a spare blanket from the linen closet and draped it over him. Rachel quietly walked back into the kitchen and sat at the table to finish her paper. After a couple of hours, she added the final touch before saving it to a disk. She skimmed the paper one last time, saved it, and shut off her lap top. She let out a yawn and realized how tired she actually was. Rachel looked at the clock and noticed it was almost three in the morning, she turned off the kitchen light and tip toed into the living room where Brian was still sleeping. She kissed him lightly on the forehead and turned off the lamp next to the couch. Rachel made sure the front door was locked then quietly crept to her room. She had just crawled into bed when she felt two strong arms wrap around her waist. Rachel rolled over to find Brian laying next to her.

"I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Rachel said in the middle of a yawn.

"No, but I woke up and you weren't there. I missed you," he said as he nuzzled her neck.

Rachel smiled and laid her head on his chest. "You were sleeping so peacefully I didn't want to wake you," she said then yawned.

"Did you finish your paper?"

Rachel nodded sleepily. "Yeah, now I'm really tired. I just wanna sleep for a really long time."

Brian chuckled lightly and kissed her on the cheek. "Good night," he said as he held her close and snuggled under the covers.

"Night," Rachel said drowsily then drifted off to sleep.

Kristin arrived back at Nick's place shortly after she left the apartment. As soon as she opened the door, she was greeted by Mikey, Willie, and Houston, three of Nick's pugs. They barked loudly and pawed at the door. Kristin laughed and let them outside. Once she shut the door, she set her duffel bag on a table next to the door and walked over to the couch where Nick was still sleeping. His fourth pug, Nicky, was asleep on top of his chest. Kristin couldn't help but giggle at the sight. Gently, she pushed a stray hair from his face and kissed him lightly on the forehead. He stirred, but didn't wake up. Kristin smiled as she sat on the other end of the couch. She was flipping through a magazine when she heard the phone ring. She stared apprehensively at the phone and then picked it up after two rings.

"Hello?" she said.

"Hi, this is Jane, Nick's mom. Who's this?"

"I'm Kristin, Nick's new girlfriend," Kristin answered confidently.

"Oh, that's right. He told me about you before. You came over to the house before we moved out here. He needs to bring you up to LA sometime to meet the rest of the family."

"Yeah, that sounds like fun," she said, still flipping through the magazine.

"Is Nick around, by chance?"

"Yeah, but he's sleeping right now. Do you need me to wake him up?"

"No, let him sleep. He's usually still awake at this hour. I just wanted to say hi. He's not sick, is he?" Jane asked in concern.

"No, he just hurt his leg at the water park earlier this afternoon and we had to take him to the emergency room."

"Is he okay?" Jane asked in a frantic tone.

"He's fine. The doctors directed him to stay off his leg for a few days and they gave him some medication for the pain. I'm staying with him the next two days to make sure he stays off his leg. I'm a premed student at UCF, so I know what to do. Plus my mom was a nurse, so medical knowledge goes a long way in my family."

"That boy is always getting himself hurt, but it's good to know he's got someone taking care of him. So, how are you liking Orlando?"

"I'm loving every minute of it. It's beautiful here. I already feel right at home," Kristin said as she looked over at Nick who was now awake and sitting up on the couch. She smiled and leaned against him.

"Well, I'm glad you're enjoying yourself while going to college," Jane continued. "When Nick wakes up have him call me."

"Actually, he just woke up. You want to talk to him now?" she asked as she ran her fingers through his tousled hair.
"Yeah, put him on."

Kristin handed Nick the phone. "It's your mom."

Nick grinned then took the phone from her. "Hey, Mom! No, I'm okay. It's just a cut on my leg. The doctor told me I'd be fine if I stay off my leg for the next two days. Plus, I've got Kristin here if I need anything," he said as linked his fingers with hers. "Okay, I will.. I'll call you in a few days. Okay. . .bye," he said then hung up. "Moms, gotta love them," he said with a grin.

Kristin snickered and made herself comfortable in Nick's arms. "Did you sleep well?" she asked as she fiddled with his fingers.

"Not really. The dogs kept waking me up. Finally, they shut up and I fell back asleep, but then Nicky woke me up when she jumped on me."

"I saw her sleeping on your chest when I came back."

"She always does that. Nicky's my couch buddy. Aren't you, girl?" he said as he patted Nicky on the head. "Speaking of pugs, where are the rest of my dogs?"

"Oops, I almost forgot. I let them out into the yard. They were scratching at the door like they wanted to go outside. I hope that's okay."

"Yeah, that's fine, Nicky's the only one who isn't allowed outdoors without someone watching her. She's cross-eyed and she can hurt herself," Nick commented.

He was scratching Nicky behind the ear when he heard Kristin sigh loudly. He looked over at her in concern.

"Something wrong?" he asked as he let Nicky down.

Kristin shook her head. "I was just thinking."

"About?" he asked as he ran his fingers through her soft, brown hair.

"When I went back to the apartment to get my stuff, Rach was getting on my case about being excited to be with you. I don’t know what her problem is, but she’s really starting to piss me off. She’s making it sound like I’m a gold digger. I swear I’m not. It just seems to weird to be with you. I'm not complaining, but I mean one minute I'm just an ordinary BSB fan. And the next minute I'm going out with Nick Carter. It's all kind of shocking."

"Don‘t let it get to you. I‘m sure things will work out with you two," Nick said in a soft tone. “Besides, there is on thing I do know.”

"What's that?" Kristin asked, looking into Nick's eyes.

"I wouldn't think twice about being with you."

"Really?" Kristin said in shock.

"Yes, really," Nick stated then kissed her on the lips. "Mmm, your lips taste good. What flavor do you have on?"

"Kiwi strawberry."

"I like it. Makes me hungry," he said as he jiggled his eyebrows.

Kristin laughed. "Speaking of hungry, what do you want for dinner?"

"I dunno. I'm in the mood for whatever. What do you want?"

Kristin grinned. "Your Durango."

"Hah! Not on your life. I meant for dinner, you goof."

"Oh, yeah! Of course. I dunno, you have plenty of food in your fridge. How about I fix you something?"

"Sounds good to me," Nick said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go get started," she said as she got up. She then noticed Nick getting up with her. "And just where you think you're gong, Mister?"

"With you," he said with an innocent grin.

Kristin shook her head. "I don't think so. You lay back down on that couch. I'll be back when your dinner is ready." Nick laid back down on the couch and sulked. "If you're good, you'll have something special for dessert," she said as she kissed him on the lips.

"Mmm, I'm liking that idea."

"Good, I'll be back when I'm done."

"I'll be waiting," Nick replied in a seductive tone.

"I bet you will," she said, then went into the kitchen.

Kevin sat on the living room couch watching TV. The rain was tapping against the window. He let out a sigh of boredom, clicked off the TV, and walked to garage. He grabbed an ice cream bar from out of the deep freezer. He looked up when he heard the garage door open. Sarah pulled up in his car. A smile spread across his face as she shut off the car and got out.

"Hey," he said as he opened the door for her. "How did it go today?"

"Ugh, terrible. The only thing I got accomplished was my police report on Keith and my change of address at the post office. Then I locked my umbrella in your car, so I winded up getting soaked. Rainy days just totally suck. I hate them," she with tears in her eyes.

Kevin gave her a warm smile and brushed away a wet strand of hair from her face. "Come on, you need to get out of these wet clothes."

Sarah nodded in agreement. She walked to her room and came back to the kitchen wearing some baggy shorts and a gray sweatshirt. She pulled her hair back into a loose bun and sat at the kitchen table, across from Kevin. She sighed and propped her elbows up on the table. Kevin looked at her and moved to the seat beside her.

“I got the restraining order on Keith,” she said as she covered her face.

“Stop stressing about it. Everything’s okay. You’ll be on the road with me.”

“I know, I know,” she said with a sigh. "So, what have you been doing all day?"

"Not a whole lot. I just woke up about an hour ago. This is my breakfast," he said gesturing to the ice cream bar.

Sarah wrinkled her nose. "You're not only a bum but a pig too. I don't know if I can live with this," she joked.

Kevin grinned and threw away his ice cream stick. "What can I say, when I'm on vacation I really live it up."

Sarah let out a snicker. "If you say so. Do you have anything planned for tonight, other than lying around the house?"

"Nope, not a thing."

"Boy, you're such a constructive person. I don't know how you do it."

"Oh, ha, ha. Very funny. What do you want to do, smart ass?"

Sarah thought for a moment. "How about we play a board game. It's the perfect thing to do on a rainy day. Do you have any?"

Kevin thought a moment. "The only game I have is Scrabble. Is that okay?"

"That's perfect."

"Okay, let me go grab it out of my closet."

He went to his room and grabbed the game from his closet. When he returned to the kitchen, Sarah was sitting at the table, wiping the tears off her face. He felt bad that she was going through so much stress. Kevin put the game down on the table and sat back down beside her. He gently placed his hand over hers and waited for her to speak.

“I sort of lost my job today,” she said between sniffles.

“Sarah, it’s okay.”

“I can still pay for myself,” she continued. “I have some money stashed away.”

“Like I said, it’s okay,” he assured.

“My boss wouldn’t let me have any more time off, so he just fired me. God, Keith always messes things up for me. I loved that job too.”

“Well, it’s for the best. This way you can be on the road with me. You’ll be safe and Keith won’t know where you are.”

“Don’t you ever get tired of playing the hero?”

Kevin smiled and shook his head. “Not once.”

“You’re a saint, you know that?” she said while wiping her tears off her face.

Kevin chuckled and stood up. “I don’t know about a saint,” he said as he walked over to the refrigerator. “I think I know what you need.”

“What’s that?”

Kevin pulled out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator. “A little self medication.”

Sarah laughed and nodded in agreement. “I like the way you think.”

“In fact,” Kevin said as he picked up the phone. “I’ll order in some Chinese.”

“You read my mind.”

Later that evening, Kevin and Sarah were still in the kitchen playing Scrabble. He poured her a another glass of wine as she placed some of her game pieces onto the board.

"That's a double point word. I'm ahead of you," she said with a giddy smile.

"Remind me again why I agreed to play this with you?"

"Because it's raining and there's nothing else to do. Besides, it's fun."

Kevin scoffed. "For you maybe. You're the one winning."

"Oh, you big baby. It's your turn," she said as she took another drink. “Damn this stuff is really potent.”

Kevin laughed and nodded. “Yeah, I got it when I was in Paris. It’s good stuff,” he said as began picking out his game pieces.

Kevin stared at his slate of letters. He sorely picked up a P and an A then placed them next to a vacant T on the board.

Sarah busted up laughing. "Pat? That the best you can do?"

"Hey, all I have are P's, Q's, and Z's. Of course I can't do any better."

Sarah controlled her laughter. "Okay, okay I'll be nice. I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I'll be right back. Don't you dare think about cheating."

"I won't," Kevin said innocently.

Sarah gave him a playful grin and stumbled to the bathroom. Kevin quickly began to rearrange the letters on the board. He fixed them up the way he wanted them then patiently waited for Sarah to come out of the bathroom. When she finally came out she noticed the change on the board. There on the middle of the board were the words: WILL YOU GO OUT WITH ME. Kevin stared up at Sarah. Her face went blank as she stared at the board. Scared to move, he continued to watch her. Her brown eyes narrowed down at Kevin then back at the board.

"I. . .I," she stuttered.

Kevin sighed and took the pieces off the board. “Don’t answer that.”

“Why not?”

“Because it was stupid,” he said as he picked up his wine glass and walked into the living room.

“No, it wasn’t,” she said as she followed him.

“Why don’t we watch a movie?”

“Why don’t we sit and talk?” Sarah said as she took the remote from his hand.

“Alright, what do we talk about?” he asked.

“Us.”

“There is no us,” Kevin said with a chuckle.

“There is an us,” she said as she took another sip of her wine.

“We’re friends,” he stated.

“Mmm, yes, but there’s something else,” she said with a giggle.

“Alright, Miss Smarty Pants. What else is there?”

“You want me,” she replied with a grin.

“I think you’ve had too much wine.”

“Kevin, stop avoiding it.”

“I’m not avoiding anything.”

“You just confessed your love to me on a Scrabble board.”

“That was just a stupid, childish attempt to ask you to be with me.”

“But it meant something.”

Kevin sighed and picked up his wine glass. “Okay, so I like you. You’re smart, beautiful, funny, sweet…I could go on all night. I just don’t want to ruin this by moving too quickly.”

“I think you already crossed that line,” she said with a smirk.

“I know,” he replied softly.

“Kevin, stop beating yourself up.”

“I’m not,” he said as he stood up.

“Hey, we were talking. Where are you going?”

“In here,” he said as he went into another room.

Sarah followed him and looked around. She’d never been in that room before. It was obvious his music room. There was a baby grand piano in the middle of the room along with a couple of microphones and a mixing board. Sarah couldn’t help but look around at all the awards and pictures he had on the walls. She turned around when she heard him playing on the piano. A smile came to her face as he gestured for her to sit down. She sat beside him and watched him as he gracefully glide his fingers across the keys.

“Sing me something,” she said softly.

“What song?”

“Any song,” she said with a smile.

Kevin continued to play the piano and then smoothly switched the key into a familiar BSB song. Sarah admired him as he began to sing.

“Once we were lovers, just lovers we were, oh what a lie. Once we were dreamers, just dreamers we were, oh you and I. Now I see you're just somebody who wastes all my time and money. What a lie…you and I.”

Sarah placed her hands over his and he stopped playing. Their eyes locked for a moment and Sarah brought her lips to his. He wrapped his arms around her waste and continued to kiss her. She closed her eyes and linked her arms around his neck. Sarah released the kiss and let the kiss linger between them. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him. Kevin watched her as she fiddled with the drawstring of her sweatshirt. She sighed and looked away from him. Kevin grabbed her hand as she stood up. Sarah shook her head and bit her bottom lip.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered as she left the room.

Nikki lazily laid on her couch, flipping through a magazine as the thunder roared outside. She let out a sigh and sat up. The house was quiet except for the pitter, patter sound of the rain falling against the window. It wasn’t exactly the way she wanted to spend her Saturday afternoon. Nikki put down her magazine and was about to turn on the TV when she heard the doorbell ring. She got up to answer it and there stood Howie with a bouquet of assorted summer flowers. Nikki smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

"What are you doing here?"

Howie smiled and wrapped his arms around her waist. "We're going on a picnic."

"Howie it‘s raining."

Howie chuckled and nodded. “I know, I didn’t exactly plan on the weather taking a turn for the worst.”

“So, what now?”

“Indoor picnic?” he said with a smile.

Nikki laughed and pulled him inside. “You are too cute.”

Howie kissed her and held her close. “I was being serious,” he said.

“Serious to an indoor picnic?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, then,” she said with a giggle.

“Go, sit down. I’ll set it up.”

“Okay,” she said as she sat on the couch.

Howie went back to his car and came back with a picnic basket and a blanket. Nikki watched him as he set up the picnic in the middle of the living room. He moved the coffee table against the wall and sat down on the blanket. Howie smiled as he motioned for her to join him.

“You are so adorably corny,“ she said as she sat beside him.

“I know,“ he said as he opened the picnic basket.

Nikki took a peek inside the basket. Howie had packed ham and cheese sandwiches, apples, oatmeal cookies, potato chips, and a small bottle of grape juice.

"You picked all my favorite foods. That's so sweet."

Howie grinned. "I try,” he said as he handed her a sandwich. “It’s still cold.”

Nikki took the sandwich from him and smiled. She watched him as he pulled out the rest of the food and open the bottles of grape juice.

“Does it taste okay?"

Nikki kissed him on the lips. "Perfect."

"Good, I was hoping I didn't screw anything up."

"You didn't. Everything's great. I just remembered something. I thought you had rehearsal today."

"We were supposed to, but Nick hurt his leg earlier today. So we canceled."

"Nick hurt his leg? What did he do now?"

Howie shook his head. "I don't know. He's always doing something. I just found out a couple of hours ago."

"But he'll be okay for the tour, right?"

"As far as I know, yeah."

"That's good," Nikki commented, then took a sip of her drink.

"Speaking of tour, are you still coming with us?"

"Of course! You know how much I love touring with you guys."

"Good," Howie said as he placed his hand over hers. "It wouldn't be the same without you."

Nikki smiled and squeezed his hand. "I kind of have a question for you."

"What’s that?”

“What exactly is happening to us? I mean, this is all happening so fast. I’m not even sure what to think.”

Howie didn't speak. He stared at her with a smile. Nikki stared back, waiting for him to say something.

"What?" she asked.

"Nothing, I was just thinking of something."

"About?" Nikki asked, searching his face for the answer.

"Remember when we were little how we used to pretend we were boyfriend and girlfriend for fun?"

"Uh huh," Nikki answered, smiling at the memory.

"Do you also remember how we promised it would be for real when the time was right?"

"Yes, I do."

"Do you think the time is right yet?"

Nikki stared into Howie's deep brown eyes and smiled. "Yes. . .I do."

Howie smiled back and kissed her. "Me too."

“But that still brings me back to my original question.”

“Which was?”

She sighed and looked at him. “Are we moving too fast? Howie, I don’t want to lose you.”

“How would you lose me? Nikki, we’ve been best friends since the day our moms put us in the play pen together. Do you really think we could mess this up?”

“I don’t know,” she said softly. “It’s just scary.”

“Okay, well, let me ask you a question.”

“What?”

“How can we move on to the next level if we don’t try?”

“I guess we can’t.”

“Exactly,” he said as he moved closer to her. “Nikki, I’ve loved you for as long as I can remember. All those guys you dated before me…I secretly wanted to be with you. I can’t pretend anymore. I want you in my life in the way as I see you.”

“Which is?”

“My soul mate,” he said then kissed her.

A.J. was quietly cleaning Amanda’s apartment while she slept. He was in the middle of clearing off the coffee table when he saw Amanda coming into the living room, wrapped in her favorite blanket. He smiled and looked over at her.

“Hey, baby,” he said as she sat on the couch. “How do you feel?”

“Ugh, don’t ask,” she muttered.

A.J. gave her a sympathetic look and ran his fingers through her hair. “Well, you don’t have to do anything but rest today,” he said softly.

“Good,” Amanda said as she laid on the couch.

“Is there anything I can do for you?” he asked while rubbing her stomach.

“Do we have Ginger Ale?”

“I think there might be a bottle of Canada Dry in the refrigerator. Do you want some of that?”

“Yes, please.”

“Okay,” A.J. said then kissed her forehead.

He went to the kitchen and filled up a glass of Canada Dry. A.J. had just put the cap back on the two liter when he heard the doorbell ring.

“I’ve got it,” he said as he went to the door.

A.J. opened the door and smiled when he was Howie and Nikki standing outside.

“Hey!” Nikki said as she stepped in. “We came to see if you guys would like to come see a movie with us.”

“We would, but Amanda’s not feeling too well,” he said softly as he glanced at Amanda who was asleep on the couch.

“Aw, that’s too bad. Is she okay?”

“Some sort of stomach flu, I think. She didn’t get much sleep last night.”

“Aw, well, tell her I hope she feels better,” Nikki said. “We’ll see you guys later.”

“Bye,” A.J. said then shut the door behind them.

A.J. crept back into the kitchen and grabbed her glass of ginger ale. He placed it on the coffee table and quietly went into the guest bedroom to use the computer. A.J had just turned on the computer when he heard Amanda walking down the hallway. He leaned back in his chair to check on her.

“Baby?” he said as he got up and peeked his head out the door.

A.J. stepped out into the hallway and caught a glimpse of her going into the hallway bathroom. He walked over to the bathroom and saw that she left the door open a crack. He lightly tapped on the door.

“Honey? You doing okay?” he asked gently.

“I’m fine,” Amanda said softly.

A.J. stood outside the door and heard her retching into the toilet. He opened the door and stepped into the bathroom.

“Ugh, I hate throwing up,” she whined as she flushed the toilet.

“I know,” he said as he held back her hair.

She continued to vomit and A.J. gently rubbed her back. Amanda flushed the toilet and sat down on the floor. A.J. kneeled in front of her and smoother out her hair.

“Are you done?” he softly asked.

“I think so,” she said as she rubbed her stomach.

“I think you should get into bed,” he said as he offered her his hand.

Amanda slowly stood up and fell against A.J. He caught her before she hit the floor. She looked up at him as he held onto her.

“I’m taking you to the doctor,” said as he helped her out of the bathroom.

“Alex, no!”

“Too bad,” he said as he set her down on the couch. “You’re going and that’s final.”

A.J. helped her tie on her sneakers and observed her as she placed her head in her hands. He rubbed her back as he sat beside her.

“Do you need me to carry you?”

“No, I think I can walk on my own,” she said as she slowly stood up.

A.J. grabbed her arm and carefully guided her to the door. He shut the door behind them and helped her into the car. A.J. shut the door and got into the driver’s seat. He had just turned the ignition on when she grabbed his arm.

"Don't drive off," Amanda said as she opened the car door and vomited. She pulled back up and looked at A.J. "Okay, I give up. Take me to the doctor."

A.J. gently patted her leg as he pulled out of the driveway. Luckily, the doctor’s office wasn’t very busy. They only waited twenty minutes before she was taken into the examination room. He patiently waited as they asked Amanda to urinate in a cup and drew some blood.

Amanda laid on the bed and A.J. gently rubbed his hand on her stomach as she stared up at the ceiling. He quickly looked up when he saw the doctor coming through the door.

“Hello, Miss Banks. How are you doing today?” he asked with a smile.

“I could be better,” she said as she sat up.

“Well, the test results came back fine. The good news is that it’s not the flu.”

“Then what is it?” A.J. asked as he squeezed Amanda’s hand.

“You’re pregnant, Miss Banks,” the doctor continued.

Amanda let out a chuckle of disbelief. “Excuse me?”

“You’re two month pregnant.”

A.J. looked over at Amanda and then back at the doctor. “Are you sure?”

“It’s all right here in the results,” he stated.

“Baby?” A.J. said as he looked up at Amanda.

Amanda began to breathe heavy and her hand shook in his. He stood up and put his arms around her.

“I--I--,” Amanda said as she pointed to the basin beside the bed.

A.J. quickly picked it up and held it as she dry heaved into it. She gasped loudly and shakily breathed.

“Honey?” A.J. said softly. “Baby, are you okay?”

“No…no, this isn’t happening,” she stated as she got off the bed.

“Honey, calm down,” he soothed.

“I realize this is a big shock,” the doctor said. “If there’s anything we can do to help, don’t hesitate to call us.”

“Thank you, doctor,” A.J. said then looked back at Amanda. “Come, let’s get you home,” he said as he helped her out of the room.

The whole ride home, she was silent. A.J. reached over and took her hand, but she didn’t return his grip. He sighed and caressed her fingers with his thumb. When they arrived at her apartment, she went straight to the bedroom and shut the door. He decided it was best to leave her alone for a little while. Not sure what to do with himself, he picked up the phone and called Howie.

“Hey, did you change your mind?” Howie said in a cheerful voice.

“No, um, do you think you guys could stop by on your way to the theatre? I need to talk to you.”

“Sure, we’ll be there shortly,” he said.

“Great, see you then,” A.J. said then hung up.

A.J. let out a loud sigh and went into the kitchen. He decided to make himself a frozen pizza while he waited. After fifteen minutes of waiting, he heard the doorbell ring. He quickly got up and answered the door. Howie and Nikki stepped in and A.J. motioned for them to follow him into the kitchen.

“What’s up?” Howie asked.

“Amanda’s pregnant,” he blurted out.

“Are you serious?” Nikki said in shock.

“Do I look serious?”

“Is that what’s wrong with her?”

“Yeah, we just found out from the doctor today.”

“How is she taking it?” Howie asked.

A.J. shrugged as he took his pizza out of the oven. “I don’t know. She won’t talk to me.”

“Poor thing, she must be scared to death.”

“She has nothing to be scared of,” A.J. said. “I’m not going to leave her or nothing. I love her.”

“What about you?” Howie asked. “How are you taking this?”

“I’m still a little shocked, but I guess we had it coming.”

“Why didn’t you use protection?”

“We did most of the time, but there were a few times we got caught up in the moment,” he said with a sigh. “I guess that would be my fault.”

“So, what are you going to do?” Nikki asked.

“It’s really up to her,” he admitted. “I’ll stand by her decision. I don’t want to lose her.”

“I’m sure you won’t lose her,” Howie said as he patted his back.

“You’re probably right,” A.J. said. “You guys can go now. Thanks for stopping by.”

“Any time,” Nikki said then kissed his cheek. “Tell Amanda to call me if she wants to talk.”

“I will,” A.J. said as he followed them to the door.

He shut the door behind them and went back to the kitchen. A.J. stared down at his pizza and sighed. He was no longer hungry. He wrapped the pizza in plastic wrap then placed it in the refrigerator. A.J. went through the apartment and turned off all the lights. He walked to her bedroom and lightly knocked on the door before entering. Amanda didn’t respond, but he could see her shadow lying on the bed. A.J. carefully laid beside her and put his arms around her. He kissed her cheek then she rolled over and buried her head in his chest. A.J. rubbed her back and held her close.

“Are you okay?” he whispered.

“Yeah,” she replied softly.

“Are you sure?”

“I’m just really shocked,” she said as she looked at him. “I don’t know if I’m ready to have a baby.”

“I know,” A.J. said then kissed her forehead. “I love you and I’ll stand behind whatever decision you make. I’m not going anywhere.”

“I wasn’t worried about that,” she said.

“Then what?”

“This all happened so fast. I never expected it. I can’t help but think about how this is going to change things.”

“Well, there’s one thing that isn’t going to change.”

“What’s that?”

“The way I feel about you,” he said with a smile. “I love you, baby.”

“I love you too,” she replied then kissed him.

Rachel stepped into the doctor's office and apprehensively waited for her to come in. It was never her favorite thing to do, but she knew she had to keep up with her regular visits to her cardiologist. She fidgeted with the zipper on her jacket and she waited. Rachel looked up when she heard the creaking sound of the door being opened. Her doctor came into the office and sat at her desk.

"Miss Crawford, I'm Dr. Elliott. I have spoken with your last cardiologist and he told me about your situation. Now, looking at your tests, I can see that you've been having some difficulties with your heart recently. Can you tell me a little about what you‘ve been feeling?"

Rachel shrugged. “I’ve just noticed a lot more chest pains that usual. I have to use my inhaler more often than I have. I just figured it was from stress.”

“I’m afraid it goes a little deeper than that,” Dr. Elliott replied.

Rachel swallowed hard. "What does that mean?"

Dr. Elliott took off her glasses and stared at Rachel straight faced. "I'm sorry that I have to be the one to tell you this. You're gonna need surgery."

Rachel froze for a second then looked down at her hands. "When?"

"Well, the sooner the better. You need to set up the appointment as soon as possible. If you don't, you could have permanent damage and eventually it would become fatal."

"I. . .I see," Rachel said as she blinked back her tears. She stood up and smoothed out her skirt. "Thank you, Dr. Elliott, for your time. I'll be getting back to you soon."

"My pleasure," Dr. Elliott replied. “Feel free to call me if you have any questions.”

“Thank you,” she mumbled then left the office.

Rachel stepped out of the elevator and swiftly walked out to the parking lot. She fumbled around in her purse she found her keys and shakily unlocked her door. Rachel drove home to her apartment with silent tears falling down her cheeks. As soon as she arrived at her apartment, she walked into her room, plopped herself onto her bed then cried herself to sleep. A few hours later, she woke up to the sound of her bedroom door opening. Ignoring it, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. The familiar scent of Safari reached her nose as she felt Brian's arms wrap around her. Rachel rolled over and looked into his eyes.

"I figured you were asleep when you never answered your phone," Brian said as he nuzzled her neck.

"How did you get in here?" Rachel asked, puzzled.

"I stopped by Nick's and got Kristin's key. I've been calling all afternoon. I got worried, so I thought I'd come by and see what was up. Have you been asleep all this time?"

"I guess so," Rachel said as she sat up and smoothed out her hair.

Brian smiled as he handed Rachel a bouquet of roses and a small teddy bear. "For you."

Rachel forced a small smile and took the roses and teddy bear from him. "Thanks," she said as she set them aside.

Brian's eyes searched hers. "Something's wrong. What is it?"

"Nothing," Rachel lied.

"No, something's wrong I can tell."

"What makes you think something's wrong?"

"Well, you don't seem exactly too thrilled to see me. What's going on?"

"Nothing's going on, Brian. I'm just tired, that's all."

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Okay. . .if you say so. Where's my kiss?" he asked with a smile.

Rachel chuckled then gave him a kiss. "Better?"

"Much," he said as he wrapped his arms around her and laid her back down. Rachel closed her eyes and rested her head on his chest. Brian ran his fingers through her soft brown hair. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Rachel fought back her tears. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just tired. I've had a long day." She shifted her position and faced him. She studied him for a second then traced his lips with her thumb.

"What?" Brian asked.

"Nothing," Rachel said, still studying him.

"What are you looking at?"

Rachel smile slightly. "Just you."

Brian cocked up his right eyebrow and linked his hand into hers. "You're weird," he said with a chuckle.

Rachel smacked him flirtatiously. "I am not!"

Brian continued to laugh. "Sorry, I didn't mean it I swear."

"You better not have," she replied then kissed him. She settled herself back in his arms and sighed loudly. "I could stay like this forever."

"Me too," Brian murmured.

"What time is it?" Rachel asked as she lifted up Brian's wrist to look at his watch. "Shit, it's almost four!" she shouted then hopped off the bed.

"What's going on at four?"

"Volleyball practice. I have fifteen minutes to get there." Rachel answered, running around the room finding her gym clothes.

She snatched a white T-shirt and a black pair of Adidas shorts and quickly changed in the bathroom. She slipped on her Adidas sandals and grabbed her volleyball shoes from the closet then dashed out to the front door. She was almost out the door when she remembered she didn't have her knee pads. Rachel let out a flustered groan then stomped back to her room to find Brian standing there with her knee pads in his hands. She smiled and gave him a quick kiss.

"Thanks, baby. I'll be back in a few hours."

"Wait, I'm coming with you."

"Why?" Rachel asked in surprise.

"I wanna see you practice. Besides, I've got nothing better to do."

Rachel hesitated for a moment. "Alright. Come on, we're going in my car," she said as he hurried out the door.

Once they got to the parking lot of the gym, Rachel ran out of the car and into the gym. She quickly tied her tennis shoes and tightened her pony tail as she set herself up on the court.

"You're late, Miss Crawford," her coached said.

"Sorry coach. I didn't mean---"

"Save it. Just don't let it happen again. We've got a lot of work to do. Now, get out there and practice."

Rachel nodded and took her position on the court. Through out the entire practice she took her frustration out on the ball. When it was time for a water break Rachel wandered over to where Brian was sitting. She sat down next to him and caught her breath. Brian smiled and handed her a water bottle from her gym bag.

"You look good out there," he commented, patting her leg.

"Thanks," Rachel replied and took a sip of her water.

Feeling the pain rise in her lungs she drew in deep breaths. She felt Brian put his hand on her back.

"You all right?" he asked, his voice filled with concern.

"Yeah. . .could you. . .reach in my bag. . .and give me. . .my inhaler," Rachel said breathlessly. Brian quickly reached into her bag and pulled out her inhaler. "Thanks," she said then took two puffs of her inhaler. Rachel handed it back to Brian and took another sip of her water. "I better get back out there. The break's almost over," she said as she stood back up.

"Are you sure you're all right? Maybe you should ease up a little," Brian said.

"I'm fine. I promise," Rachel said then gave him a kiss.

Rachel hopped off the bleachers and ran back to her position on the court. It was her turn to serve the ball.

"Alright, show them what you got," she heard her coach yell.

Feeling slightly dizzy, Rachel shook her head and focused on her serve. She tossed the ball into the air and did a jump serve making it hit the ground of the other side of the net. Applause roared all around the gym.

"Alright, Rach!" shouted Brian.

Rachel weakly smiled and prepared herself for her next serve. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, closed her eyes, and relaxed herself. Pain rose from her chest, but she ignored it. Don't let it get to you! She coached herself. She opened her eyes and served the ball, but this time it hit the top of the net. Disappointed in herself, she set herself up and waited for the other side to serve. Her heart pumped hard against her chest. She shook it off as she got herself ready to defend her side of the court. The ball was served right over to her. Suddenly the room began to spin and the pain began to intensify. Rachel gasped for air and collapsed to the ground.

"Everybody back away!" shouted her coach. "Rachel, are you okay?" she asked as she huddled over her.

"I can't. . .breathe!" Rachel gasped.

The coach helped her up as the first aid crew helped her into the training room. After a few minutes, her breathing began to flow back to normal and she was calm. She was sipping on a cup of water when Brian came into the room. His eyes were filled with worry. Rachel's coach came in behind him and sat down in front of her.

"I just spoke with your doctor. She told me about your condition. I hate to do this, but I'm going to have to withdrawal you from the team."

"No!" Rachel argued. "Coach, I'm okay. I can play."

"Rachel, you have to quit doing this to yourself. I'm only doing this because I care about your health. Playing on the team is only going to make you worse. You need to get the surgery taken care of. Maybe you can try again next year after you've recovered, but right now you need to concentrate on getting better. You understand what I'm telling you?" Rachel nodded. "Good, you take care of yourself and I'll see you next season," she said then walked out of the room, leaving Rachel and Brian alone.

Rachel looked up at Brian. "I suppose you hate me now."

Brian shook his head. "No. . .no I could never hate you. I wish you would have told me, but I could never hate you."

"I'm so sorry," Rachel said with tears streaming down her face.

"Shhh, it's okay. I'm not mad," Brian said as he hugged her tight. "Come on, let’s get you home."

"Okay," she said in between sniffles.

Rachel was silent on the way home. When they reached the parking lot, Brian reached over and placed his hand over hers.

"I'm here for you. You know that, don't you?" Rachel nodded without looking at him. Brian picked up her hand and kissed it. "Let’s go inside."

They went inside and Rachel didn't speak a word to him. She walked into her room, changed her clothes, and laid on her bed in the dark. Brian left her alone for over an hour. Her mind was swarming with a millions thoughts and questions. Rachel clutched the teddy bear he had given her earlier that day and silently cried. She was so into her mental pain that she didn’t hear Brian come into the room. He laid down next to her and kissed her on the cheek.

"Want me to fix you something to eat?"

"I'm not hungry," Rachel replied tearfully.

Brian sighed and held her close. "Baby, I know you're scared. It's a scary thing to go through. Believe me, I know. I still have memories about it every single day of my life. It's something I'll never forget, but you know what? I thank God for every day and everything he has given me. And I know he won't let anything happen to you. You just have to believe. Do you believe in God?"

Rachel nodded. "Yes. . .very much so," she said with a sniffle.

"All you have to do is close your eyes and pray and God will hear it. God takes care of his children, he will take of you. . .if you let him," Brian said gently.

Rachel wiped her tears and faced Brian. "Do you think so?"

Brian smiled and wiped the wetness from her cheeks. "I know so." He took off his shirt, exposing his scar. "You see this? This isn't just a scar to me. It's a reminder of how much God loves me because he allowed me to live." He placed Rachel's hand upon his chest. "And he will let you live too. You have nothing to be afraid of with him by your side. He's always here," he said as he placed his finger on her head. "And here," he continued by placing his hand over her heart.

Rachel smiled through her tears and kissed him. "Thank you," she whispered. Her eyes narrowed down to his scar. She traced it with her finger. "Can I say something without you thinking too much into it?”

“What’s that?” he asked as he held her closer.

“I love you,” she said softly.

Brian smiled and kissed her forehead. “I love you too.”

Nick stood at the window and looked outside. The rain was coming down hard and wind was blowing from every direction. He jumped when he felt Kristin wrap her arm around his waist. Nick wrapped his arms around her and rubbed his hands on her back as he continued to look out the window.

"It's really coming down out there," Kristin said.

"Yeah it is. The weather report says it's from Hurricane Floyd."

"You think it'll hit us?"

Nick shrugged. "I don't know we'll have to wait and see. You aren't scared, are you?"

"Who me?" she said with a nervous laugh. "Nah, I'm not scared." Suddenly a loud clap of thunder roared and Kristin jumped.

Nick laughed. "Not scared, huh?"

"Shut up," she muttered.

Nick took her hand and led her over to the rec room. The two of them sat on the couch and watched the weather channel. Kristin cuddled closer to Nick as the thunder began to rumble louder. The TV was showing clips of the areas already hit by Hurricane Floyd when the power suddenly went out.

"Uh oh," Kristin whispered.

"I'll go get a flash light," he said as he hobbled over to the closet. "Look in the desk over there and get out a lighter. Use it to light up all the candles in the house."

"Okay," Kristin said as she went to the desk.

She went around the house lighting up several candles, then went back to the rec room and sat down with Nick. Lightening flashed through the room as the wind blew the shutters against the window. Kristin shivered at a slight breeze.

"I'm cold. I'll be back," she said then headed up to Nick's room.

She went in his closet, grabbed a Green Bay Packers sweatshirt and a blanket, then headed back to the rec room. Nick laughed at the sight.

"Hey, isn't that my sweatshirt?" he teased.

Kristin grinned. "Your sweatshirt is warmer than mine. Besides, I like this sweatshirt. It looks good on you. . .but better on me," she said with a snicker.

Nick laughed. "I'm not gonna argue with you on that one."

Kristin smiled and leaned against Nick. The two of them sat in the dark room in silence. Shadows bounced around the room from the flickering candles. The wind howled outside like wild coyotes. Suddenly, a scratching noise came from the door. Kristin sat up and looked around.

"What was that?"

Nick listened for it again. The scratching sound was heard once more followed by whimpering. Nick chuckled and shook his head.

"Looks like we have visitors," he said while getting up. He opened the door, almost getting ran over by four, frightened pugs. They ran over to the couch and jumped onto Kristin's lap.

"Nick, help! They're clobbering me."

Nick laughed and walked back over to the couch. He picked up Willie and Houston and sat them on his lap, petting them both on the head. "The storm must've scared them.

"Poor things," Kristin said as she watched Mikey and Nicky hide under her blanket.

Nick turned on the battery powered radio next to him. The two of them cuddled on the couch and listened to the soft music playing. Nick let out a groan and rubbed his leg.

"What is it?" Kristin asked in concern.

"My leg is killing me."

"When was the last time you took your pain killers?"

Nick looked at his watch. "About six hours ago."

"Alright, you need another one. I'll be back."

“I hate taking them,“ he said with his nose scrunched up.

“Don't be a baby."

"Sorry, but those things taste nasty."

Kristin rolled her eyes and walked out of the room. She came back with his bottle of pain killers. She took one out and handed it to him.

"Take it."

Nick pouted and took the pill with a glass of water. "The weather report advised everyone in our area to move to the lowest level of the house due to the severity of the storm. I'm gonna grab some stuff and head on down to the game room. You get the dogs down there and then gather up some blankets and pillows."

"Okay," Kristin said. "Be careful on your leg."

"I will," Nick said as he gathered up the radio and flashlight.

Kristin grabbed another flashlight, and scooped up Nicky and Mikey. "Come on guys," she said as she carried them down to the game room. Setting them down in Nick's lap she went back upstairs for Houston and Willie. When she went back to the rec room, she scooped up Houston and searched around for Willie. Frantically, she ran down the stairs. "Nick, I can't find Willie."

"He's in the house somewhere. If you can't find him, he'll find us sooner or later. Don't worry."

"Alright," Kristin said as she walked back upstairs, blowing out the candles as she passed by.

She gathered up several blankets and pillows. She went back to the rec room to grab one last blanket when she noticed a moving lump underneath it. Kristin let out a giggle as she lifted up the blanket to find Willie hiding under it.

"There you are," she said as she picked him up. "Come on, you're coming with me." Kristin carried Willie to the game room with her and shut the door after tossing the blankets onto the floor. "That's all we need, I think," she said as she joined Nick on the couch. "How long are we going to be down here?"

"I don't know. From the looks of it, this storm could last all night. If Hurricane Floyd is going the direction they think it's going then it will be here in a few days."

"It's gonna. . .here?!?" Kristin gasped.

"Whoa, babe, chill. It'll be okay."

“How can I stay calm? I’ve never been through one of these things before!”

“Baby, if it’s gonna hit us, we’ll be forced to evacuate. Everything will be fine.”

“I hope you’re right.”

"Kris, trust me, everything will be just fine. You have nothing to worry about. I won't let anything happen to you. There's nothing to be scared of, I promise."

Nick wrapped his arms around Kristin tightly and began to softly sing along with Open Arms on the radio. When he finished he looked down at Kristin who was fast asleep. He draped a blanket over her, then kissed her on top of her head. Nick laid there in the still silence listening to the rain and soon fell to sleep himself.

Nikki picked through the clothes in her closet and placed them in her suitcases. Howie sat on her bed watching her fold the clothes.

"Do you think I should bring my bathing suit?"

Howie nodded. "You might wanna go swimming at one of the hotels."

"I don't like this swim suit much though."

"Then buy a new one."

"I can't, I spent the last of my money at the mall yesterday."

"I'll buy you a new one then."

Nikki sighed and tossed the swim suit aside. "Alright, we'll buy one after I lose some weight."

Howie stared at Nikki with wide eyes. "Lose weight? Why would you want to do that?"

"To look better," she said, avoiding his eyes.

"Honey, you look fine the way you are."

Nikki rolled her eyes and walked to the bathroom. She began gathering up her toiletry items when Howie came in. He wrapped his arms around her from behind.

"I'm no model, you know," she mumbled.

"What?"

Nikki turned around and stared at Howie. Her eyes were wet with tears. "I'm not skinny like a model. Or one of the dancers in your show."

Howie held her close and kissed her forehead. "Nikki, you're beautiful the way you are. I fell in love with you the first day I laid eyes on you, and nothing could make me change my mind."

Nikki smiled. "Thanks."

"You're welcome," Howie said then kissed her.

"It's nice to know you fell in love with me when you were two," Nikki said with a chuckle.

Howie laughed. "Well, you were the cutest baby in the crib."

Nikki laughed again. "You're so full of it, I swear," she said then lightly slapped him on the arm.

"I know," he replied with a smug grin.

"Come on, help me finish packing."

"Alright," she said as he followed her back into her room.

The two of them were packing when Howie's cell phone went off. "It's Denise," he said as he looked at the screen. "Hey, Denise what's up?" Nikki walked over to Howie and listened.
"Uh huh...I see...wow that's pretty bad. Alright we'll see you in a little bit. Bye," he said then hung up.

"What is it?" Nikki asked nervously. "It's not Amanda, is it?"

"No, Denise just found out some news about the tour. They postponed the first two shows."

"Are you serious? Why?"

"Hurricane Floyd is headed our way. They want us out of Florida. We've leaving for North Carolina tonight. They‘re having the van come pick us up at my place within the hour."

"Well, I'm done packing. So, I guess we should go get your stuff."

"Yeah, let's go," Howie said as he grabbed one of her suitcases.

The two of them left the apartment and went to Howie's. An hour later, the van arrived. Howie said his goodbyes to his family and they rushed out to the van. Denise came running out with her umbrella.

"Hurry up, guys. Everyone else is waiting,” she said as she grabbed a bag and threw into the back of the van. “When we get there, you guys will be in the second bus. Once we get to North Carolina, we’ll have separate buses for everyone.”

“Sounds good,” Howie said as he shook the rain out of his hair.

As soon as they arrived at the location of the buses, Nikki and Howie rushed into the bus, drenched from the rain. Nick, Kristin, Rachel, and Brian were sitting at the table. Kevin and Sarah were sitting on the couch at the back of the bus. A.J. was sitting in one of the seats by the bus driver.

"Look at you two, you're soaked," Kristin said.

"And freezing," Nikki commented. "I'm gonna change," she said as she grabbed some clothes from her bag and went into the bathroom.

Howie changed his shirt and waited for Nikki. She came out in her pajama pants and a sweatshirt.

"Ooh, sexy!" Howie joked.

Nikki smacked him on the arm. "Go change out of those wet jeans!" she laughed. Howie went into the bathroom and Nikki took a seat next to A.J. "Where's Amanda?" she asked.

"Sleeping," A.J. replied while gesturing to the bunks.

"How is she doing?"

"Better, she‘s just real tired."

"That's good. So, does everyone else know about the baby?"

A.J. nodded. “Everyone‘s been real supportive so far.”

“Good,” Nikki said with a straight face. “What about Amanda? How is she taking the news?"

"Better than I thought she was going to. She's still in shock right now. It's probably best if we didn't mention the baby for a few days."

Nikki nodded in agreement. “That’s probably a good idea.”

Just then, Howie came out of the bathroom and sat down next to Nikki. Placing his arm around her shoulders, he looked over at A.J. and smiled.

"Think the U.S. is ready for another tour of the Backstreet Boys?"

A.J. grinned wickedly and slapped Howie a high five. "Let's knock'em dead."