Disclaimer: I am in no way related to, know, or have ever met N Sync. This story is completely fiction, and as far as i know none of the members of nsync or anyone else in this story is bisexual or gay (oh what i would do if JC really were). If you are 18 or you are not old enough in your local area, i suggest that you hit the back button right now.
Authors Notes: This is the place people usually put this is their first story. However, this isn't my first story. Hopefully it will be the first story i finish. Anyone remember the story Mitch and Lance??? Didn't think so. Well, i wrote it. You gotta scroll down a lot just to read it. IT was a boring story anyhow. I wish i could tell ya that i have everything worked out and i know whats going to happen, but i don't. It will be just as much of a surprise to you as it is to me. But have no fear, i'm going to be throwing in a lot of twists and turns, and a few unexpected things.
"Mom, Dad... I'm bisexual." I had been so nervous. I had no clue how my parents would react. As soon as i said it, i felt as if a great weight had been lifted off my shoulder. But now i realized that i had yet to hear a response from my parents. I looked up at them. They seemed to be a little shocked. My mom finally broke the silence.
"That's nice dear. Now eat your food before it gets cold. That meal is very expensive, and i don't want to waste money." That was my mom, always worried about money. Its not that we didn't have any, its just that she didn't like to waste any more money than we had to. She was always concerned about being able to leave me some money when they died, and i knew that if they were to die that very second they i would indeed inherit a lot. It's not that there's a problem with that, its just some people find it odd, that instead of spending all of our money, we save it. I had turned into the same type of person as my mother. I never spent any more than i had to. I'd always be watching what i was spending. My dad on the other hand, loved to spend money. He was the main reason that we had all the money we did. Growing up, it was weird. I didn't have many friends. There were a few, but not many. Everyone knew how rich we were, and that scared people away because everyone thought that i would be some snobby little kid that was spoiled to death. It was never like that at all. Everyone in town respected my dad. He had become very successful in life.
"Son there's something that your mom and i would like to tell you," My dad finally spoke up. He had always believed that a meal was to be eaten in silence, so i was kinda surprised that he had talked. "Now i know that you may or may not want to go into the same business as i am in, and i understand that, but I'm going to give you a trial run at it. Sort of like a tester. If you like, then i have a job that you could have. If you don't like it, then i have a few other people that could take the job. Alex, i don't want you to feel pressured by this, and you can back out at any time. I won't be hurt or mad if you do."
"You mean you're going to put me in the office?" I asked a little shocked. My dad wasn't one to just usually hand out jobs to people.... even his own family. He rejected his brother when he asked him for a job, so why would he offer one to his son. There were things about his dad he could never figure out.
"Well not exactly son. It appears that one of the executives resigned on Monday, and we need someone to fill the position immediately. I could sit and interview people and pick someone who was under qualified, or I could pick you who i know i can trust. You're always talking about how you want me to give you more responsibility, and here is your chance son. When you get home, i need you to pack your things for at least a three week long trip."
"A trip? I don't think i really understand what you're getting at dad." I was confused, what type of job could he give me that required three weeks on the road.
"Son, the person that resigned the other day was the representative on the nsync tour. I need someone to take his place, and i need that person now. Basically what you'll be doing is supervising. You'll be there morning noon and night making sure that all is going well. If something goes wrong, it is up to you to make the decision on what to do. If you don't know what to do, i'm here for ya. Just don't call at odd hours of the night." He said the last phrase with a little chuckle. If there was one thing he hated, it was people waking him up in the middle of the night to ask him a question. He even hated it when i bothered to call once when i was going to be out late. He told me that next time, he'd rather i be late than to wake him.
"Wow dad. I don't know what to say. I mean it's great that you're finally giving me a chance, but this is such a huge responsibility. Do you really think that i can handle it?" I knew i didn't think i could handle it. I guess he had more faith than i did.
"Of course I do, son. I wouldn't have given you this job if i didn't." He had a point. Although I'm sure there was at least one person in the whole Jive records empire they could have gotten to do this.
"When do i leave?" I seemed maybe just a little too excited. My dad seemed happy that i was excited.
"Tomorrow morning you'll fly to Cleveland Ohio and meet with the boys and the production crew. They have tomorrow off except for a sound check in the afternoon so it will get you a chance to get to know everyone a little better." Just then the waitress came over and gave us our check. It was a big bill. For three people the total came to $200 dollars. I was in such a good mood though, so i grabbed the bill from my dad and took out my credit card.
"This one's on me dad. Its to pay you back for giving me the job." I stood up and walked to the front desk and paid for the meal. I then immediately left. We had taken separate cars because my parents had been at a meeting before we met for supper, and because i hated climbing into the back seat of his car. He refused to get a limo half the time. He would only get one to drive him when he was going to a fancy convention or to a meeting where he wanted to make himself look like he was king of the world, and in a sense, he was. He was the head executive of one of the biggest record companies in the world. He held power of the top two boy bands, and many other platinum selling artists. In my eyes, my dad was on top of the world. He had everything. I rushed home. I had decided to move out of the main house a few years ago and into the cottage. It wasn't very big, and neither was the main house, but it gave me some personal space. I could come and go as i please and i could make things mine. I could decorate the house any way i wanted. If my dad had actually stopped by my house at any time, he would have actually known just from looking at my room that i was a huge nsync fan, and now i was finally going to get to meet them. As soon as i got inside, i ran up the stairs to my room and started packing the essentials. I packed about half my closet, and a whole lot more. I took everything i could find that i thought i had a chance of needing. I may end up not needing it, but i didn't want to end up not having it if i did. In about 30 minutes i was done packing. I immediately called my best friend Amy. I had known Amy since 9th grade. We had been great friends ever since i met her. She was the only one that knew. We at one point made an agreement. At the time she was 14 and i was 15. She had been sleeping with her boyfriend, and i accidentally found out about. She and i both knew if her mother found out that she would kill her, so to even the score i had to tell her something that could potentially ruin my life. That something i told her was that i was bisexual. She had no problem with that at all especially since she was too. We had tried a relationship a few times. It never worked but we tried it. We really did love each other, its just it never worked. I loved her as a sister. She was my best friend in the whole world.
"Hello, this is Amy, how can i help you?" i laughed a little at the way she sounded. It was almost like she was working the drive-thru at the local McDonalds.
"Ummm yes I'd like a hamburger a coke, and how about a hello Alex too" she laughed at my comment. "What's wrong Amy, did you forget where you were and think you were still at work?"
"HAHA very funny. At least i do work. You get to sit around on your ass all day long while daddy's off making money." She liked to joke about that for some reason. She made it seem like i did nothing at all. I did actually. I had always loved designing websites, and about a year ago, i had opened up a service where people would pay me to make their site. I was pretty cheap. I never charged much because to me it was just a hobby.
"I have a job. You're just jealous because your dad doesn't have a record company of his own."
"Yeah sure you have a job. What fun it is to sit and design websites. That is like the most boring thing in the world."
"Well Amy for your information, i have a real job now. That's why i'm calling. I won't have a chance to call for a few weeks. I'm kinda required to travel. I just wanted to let you know so that you didn't think that i suddenly fell off the face of the earth."
"OH, Alex Grennon FINALLY decided it was time for him to get a job, and what do you do now Alex, mow grass for the old lady down the road?" She laughed at her own comment.
"As a matter of fact... NO. I'm going on tour."
"What do you mean you're going on tour? What are you touring? You aren't a singer so you can't be doing that kind of tour."
"Well in a way it is that kind of tour. I'm going to be the head of the Nsync tour. I leave tomorrow."
"Yeah right Alex, and someday you can me are gonna get married."
"Oh we are? Well then you better make my tux a blue one because i really am going on tour with them."
"Oh my god you aren't kidding are you?" she sounded like a little schoolgirl all of a sudden.
"Nope. I'm really going. My dad thinks it will show him how responsible i am, and that he needed someone he can trust." We continued talking for a while. It was finally around 10:30 and i was getting tired. We ended our conversation and i made laid down in my bed. I embraced myself in how the bed felt. I wouldn't get to sleep in that bed for over a month. I had no clue what i was getting into with this. I just knew that it was going to take me wherever it was going to take me. I had to live for what was happening here and now.
I woke up to the sound of my alarm. I could never figure out why the used such an annoying sound. I jumped up out of bed and ran into the bathroom. I took a quick shower. It only took me about 20 minutes to get ready. I was a little too excited about this. I would finally get the chance to meet the people i admired the most. I called my parents to let them know i was leaving. I then called for a limo. I figured that i would take a limo because i didn't want my car to sit at the airport for that long. When i got to the airport, they were just beginning the boarding for my flight. I went in and found my seat. I had only flown once before, and i was only two. I had no clue how this flight was going to go. The flight went surprisingly well. I could have sworn that the flight attendants were hitting on me, but i just brushed it off because they probably knew who i was. When we reached Cleveland, i exited the plane. I had been told that someone would be there to pick me up. I soon found a group of people that were holding one of those little signs. I started laughing immediately. The group caught onto the fact that i was laughing at them. Chris then looked at the sign and hit Joey over the head.
"You dork, you're holding the sign upside down."
"I am?" Joey asked as he looked at the sign. "Oh i am." He then felt 3 other hands hit him on the head. I walked over to them, and point at the sign.
"I take it you're looking for an Alexander Grennon."
"Yes we are." I knew that voice. It belonged to Lance. In the background i heard someone whisper to someone else.
"Well, i'm you're man. I already know who all of you are so don't bother introducing yourselves or using that stupid little 'Hi We're N Sync' saying."
"See i told you he was a jerk. He's cute but a jerk," Justin whispered to JC. What he didn't know was that i could hear him. I knew that i couldn't just let it go, so i decided to say something.
"Ya know Justin, I'm only a jerk if you want me to be. Everyone always tells me I'm too nice. And believe me you're not the only one that thinks I'm cute." Justin blushed immediately. He didn't realize i had heard him. I had left him speechless. I laughed to myself. I had always heard he was hard to shut up. I guess i had the magic touch. "Well are we going to stand here all day and wait for people to recognize us or are we going to get to work. >From what i understand you guys have a sound check at 2, and if my watch is correct, you guys are 30 minutes late."
"Oh crap, we totally forgot. We thought it would be nice of us to come and pick you up. We totally forgot about the sound check. Johnny is going to kill us," Lance said in an almost panic. He looked cute like that.
"Don't worry Lance, I've known Johnny since i was 10, i can handle him. If anything, it was my fault. Tell them i was being a jerk and made us stop at a few places." I knew it wouldn't be a good thing to lie to Johnny, but i didn't really care. The least he could do was tell my dad, and i knew how to handle him. We started to walk to the limo they had waiting. Suddenly i felt someone pull at my arm. It was Justin.
"Hey.... ummm Alexander...." I had to cut him off. I couldn't take it anymore.
"PLEASE call me Alex, I don't like the name Alexander at all. It makes me sound like I'm 50. I'm only 21." I had thought about actually just changing my name to Alex, but i figured it would be more of a hassle. I never had liked being called Alexander or Al.
"Ok. Alex, can i talk to you for a second. It's about what i said earlier, and you might wanna know this.
That's it for chapter one. Hope you liked it. Please e-mail me at h_ulery@hotmail.com with feedback or if you have aol or AIM the sn is tikleme247plez or Nivky15. Also for those that like to hang out in the boyband chat room, i go under the name Nivky. I would really love to hear from you.