Jason and JC - 6
Hello All. I know that it has been a while since the last edition of the story and I am sorry. I ran into unexpected computer troubles. C'est la vie though, huh? I have spent the past few days writing nonstop so I hope you enjoy the next few edidtions I will be rolling out in the upcoming week. I appreciate all of you guys who have stuck with me and those who have taken the time to send me a note with their opinions and comments. As always you can contact me to let me know what you think. You can email me at a41a14a@yahoo.com or I am on ICQ 76118280. I'm always open to opinions so let me know what you think. Now without further adue, on to the story.
He could hear the fans screaming. Waves and waves of teenage girls screaming their lungs out. All waiting and watching, dying to see the amazing guys known as 'N Sync. The lights dimmed and the music picked up. Jason glanced up to see the boys being lowered from the ceiling. An amazing start for a show. He just sat back and watched his new friends do their jobs, and one hell of a job they did too.
The way they performed was just amazing. Jason found it intriguing that five guys could get hundreds of thousands of people screaming and drooling, just by walking onto stage. 'God, I wish I had that kind of power.' It must be the fame. All these poeple wanting what they can't have, or those that think they can, but never will.
'Although, fame does have it's draw backs.' Jason thought as he finished off his first soda. By this time, the group had already sung their way through several songs, all of them better than the one before. 'Everybody always watching you every move. Critiquing everything you do. People telling you what to do, what to wear, how to live basically.' When he thought about what exactly all this fame entailed, he realised that it wasn't all it was cracked up to be. He almost began to feel sorry for them, but the pros help to even out the cons.
'STOP THINKING!' he told himself. God, he thought to much about everything. Even now, when he was supposed to be enjoying this concert, in a box that had been especially setup for him by his friend, he was still thinking. 'Just sit back and enjoy the show, dummy.' he complained to himself. He closed his eyes and cleared out all of his thoughts. Slowly, the music began to flow into his ears. Soon, he was taken over by the music and completely forgot about the rest of the world.
Every once in a while, JC would glance over at his friend, that is when the dance routine would permit a free moment. The smile on Jason's face assured JC that he was having a good time. He couldn't wait to get this concert over with. Only one more show after that. Tommorow it was off to Orlando for one last show before their break.
JC rocked and swayed with the music as he moved across the stage. He had performed these dances so many times, they were almost like second nature to him now. He could dance in his sleep if he needed to, and almost had on several occasions. As the song ended, he moved onto his mark, and struck his pose, sending all of the girls in the crowd into a screaming frenzy. 'Good.' JC thought to himself, only one more song to go. The grande finale.
All the lights went out and the guys took their places. The ever so familiar violin music began flowing from the sound system and all present knew the song that was coming. "Hey, hey." Justin sang into his microphone. They all spun around, and in unison, "Bye, Bye, Bye."
Jason smiled as he recalled the first time he had ever heard that song. That crazy night he had been driving around with no particular destination. The song that helped him get rid of Sarah once and for all. It was amazing how one event had changed his life. Had he not found Sarah, well, screwing around, then he wouldn't be here now. He wouldn't have even been introduced to such great music. A door had certainly closed in his life when that happened, but now he didn't really care. There were windows opening up all over the place.
They continued to dance and sing until they reached the end of the song. As the music wound down, the group thanked their audience with the amusing yet corny line, "Bye, Bye, Bye, Atlanta. You were great." The group exited the stage and the lights came up. The group walked right past Jason's "box" as they walked back towards the dressing rooms. JC made a 'come on' guesture as he walked past and Jason rose to his feet to follow.
The group, with Jason tailing closely behind, made their way to the dressing rooms. Once inside they sat down for a chance to cool down and relax. This time, Jason and JC took the open chairs and everyone else piled onto the sofas.
"You guys put on one hell of a show. You are definitely in the right business." Jason said as he sat down. "Like you really need my appluase. You have thousands of people out there still screaming for you."
"Well, it's always nice to get compliments from the little people." JC joked.
"Oh, I didn't think I was that insignificant. I just won't even bother going to any more of your shows then." Jason shot back, feigning insult.
JC, not realizing Jason was only kidding back, quickly tried to cover up what he had said. "No, I didn't mean it like that, man. I was only kidding. I'm sorry." he pleaded.
"JC, relax man, I was just kidding around. Nothing you say can insult me." Jason assured.
"Well, that's good to know. So we can poke fun at you too? Just like family, huh?" Joey laughed.
"You bet. Whatever makes you happy." Jason returned.
"I hate to interupt, but we had best start cleaning up. The backstage guests are due to arrive in a few." Chris informed.
"Yeah, you're right. When are they going to let them back?" JC asked Chris, who seemed to have all of the information anyway.
"In about thirty minutes. So we had better hurry." Chris replied, hopping up off of the couch. He and Joey headed off to the seperate showers and the entire pre-show routine began over again. Jason made small talk with the guys as they took turns in the wash rooms.
There was plenty to say and plenty to listen to and soon the thirty minutes had past and they were all clean and in fresh clothes.
"So should I disappear for a little while?" Jason asked as he turned to JC.
"No, don't be silly. We have friends with us all of the time after the shows." he responded.
"Alright. That's cool man. I just didn't want..."
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
The knocks interupted Jason in mid-sentence. Justin got up and walked toward the door. He made a "shh" motion with his finger over his lips. He reached ahold of the door handle and pulled it wide open.
On the other side, nearly drooling with anticipation, stood three teen-aged girls, an thirtyish woman, and Chad, the large security guard. As the door swung open to reveal Justin standing on the other side with his trademark grin, The girls let out a scream that rivaled the entire concert put together. Justin just stood there and laughed. He was pretty used to it by now.
"Girls, girls! Calm down!" shouted the older woman. "I'm going to take you home right now if you don't. Do you understand me?"
"Yes ma'am." respectfully replied one of the girls as quietness once again returned to the room. It was clear that the older woman was the mother of at least one of the three, and she held quite some power over them, to stop ravaging teeny-boppers in the midst of Justin Timberlake.
"Would you like to come in?" Justin asked, never losing the grin from his face. The girls excitedly nodded their heads and stepped into the room. The mother followed closely behind her girls to get them if they got out of line.
Justin introduced the girls to the Joey, JC, Lance, and Chris. They needed no introduction for them. Their faces adorned the walls and ceilings and anywhere else they could put the group's pictures. But Jason was a new face. They gave him a puzzled look as Justin turned to him.
"This..." Justin began. Jason was silently wondering how this would continue. 'This what?' he thought to himself. "... is one of our best friends, Jason."
'Whew.' was the one thought that flew through Jason's mind as a smile crept onto his face. The three girls gave him little acknowledgement before returning their crazed eyes to focus on the boys of 'N Sync.
Soon they were taking turns asking all of those rediculous and irrelevant questions that are always asked. What's your favorite color? How about food? What kind of pets do you have? What do you look for in a girl? Are you seeing anyone now? Will you go out with me? All of those crazy kinds of questions.
This went on for about twenty minutes before the mother stepped in and put a stop to it. She said they had been there long enough and that it was time for them to go. Justin, JC, Joey, Lance, and Chris each signed the pictures and CDs the girls had brought before they were swept out the door by the older woman. Before closing the door on her way out, she graciously thanked them all for their kindness and patience.
The door clicked and they all slumped back into their seats. No one spoke for several moments. Jason finally spoke up. "Is it always like this?"
"Most of the time. We were lucky they were on leashes. We have had a few that were almost psychotic. Like prowling lions, ready to pounce." Lance answered as he lifted his head up and opened his eyes.
"Yeah, but it's worth it. I mean, they appreciate it so much." Joey said as he directed his glance toward Jason. "It's pretty wierd, and I don't want to sound egotistical here, but we have probably just made those girls year."
"Whoa, big words!" Justin teased. "Coming from Mr. Ego himself."
The joking and playing around continued for a little while longer until the one of the crew came in to let them know that the building was clear and they were free to go.
"So what's in store for you guys now?" Jason asked.
"Well..." Joey reponded quickly with a glint in his eyes. "It is Saturday night."
"Yeah, and your point?" Jason knew exactly what his point was. He was just teasing him a little. Hey, everyone else did.
"Party! There has got to be some happening hot spots around here somewhere." Joey blurted out.
"I think I have the perfect place for you guys. Come on." Jason rose to his feet and headed out the door. With a little effort he found his way back to the backstage entrance with the rest of 'N Sync in tow. They made their way out into the parking lot, lit now only by the bright sparkling stars, which were somewhat occluded by the large lights of the amphitheather.
Justin, Lance, Chris, and Joey headed toward the awaiting black stretch limo. Jason whistled loudly causing them to stop in their tracks. "You guys are just begging to be recognized in that thing."
"Well, what other option do we have?" Chris asked. JC, in a silent response, shot a glance at Jason's parked convertible.
"You're kidding right. You expect us all to fit?" Justin remarked.
"Aw, come on Curly, it'll be fun." JC returned, almost pleading.
"Hey, if it get's JC to come out and party with us for a change, lets go for it." Joey, voicing his opinion trotted over to the car and hopped into the front passenger seat. "Shotgun."
Following Joey's lead, they all piled into the car. Jason stood back and watched as four guys tried to pile into a backseat made for two. It was quite amusing. After the "Ouch"'s and the "Your sitting on my hand"'s and "Get off!"'s, Jason finally climbed into the driver's seat. He looked into the back seat and made one intentional comment. "Comfortable?" The response was four dirty looks from the back. The mean faces soon turned into laughter as they realized how funny they looked.
So they were off. Riding high under a stary sky. Top down and the radio up they cruised down the interstate. After a short drive they arrived at The Cap Stand, one of the hottest night spots in Atlanta. There were people lined up for miles to get in the door. Jason turned into a parking complex across the street and parked the car.
JC, Justin, Lance, and Chris pryed themselves from the backseat and joined Jason and Joey who were already out of the car and waiting. The six of the made their way out of the parking garage and down to the street.
"My God. There is no way we'll ever get in there. That line is like a mile long." JC said, as they stood across the street looking at the club.
"We'll get in. Trust me. Now come on." Jason replied, hurrying across the street. As he walked across the street, he reached into his pocket and removed a single green bill.
"Hey Scott man. How's it goin'?" Jason called out as he approached the front door to the club. He palmed the bill and extended his hand to the door man.
"Jason, bro. It's been rockin'. Haven't seen you around here in a while." Scott replied as he grasped Jason's hand and gave him a pat on the back, removing the money from his clenched fist.
"Yeah, I know. Some friends of mine came in town today and I wanted to take them to the hottest spot in Atlanta." Jason informed, stepping back and guesturing to the guys, who were trying their best to look as inconspicuous as possible. Oddly enough, they weren't recognized.
"Well, you came to the right place. Go on in, and have a great time." Scott said, reaching for the door and pulling it open to let the six of them in.
TBC
How was that? Hopefully not too dull. Be sure to come back for the next edition. They are in the bar. Now who has a little too much to drink? Only way to find out is to come back for the next issue. Jason and JC are also getting very close. Their feelings are soon to reveal themselves. Email me at a41a14a@yahoo.com if you would like me to notify you the next time I post an edition to this story. And don't forget to drop me a line and let me know what you thought of the story. Right now while it's fresh in your mind. Have a great day all. JC