~Concealed Attraction 2~

Looking around the terminal, I searched for somebody. I didn�t know who I was looking for, but I was looking.

�Hey. The baggage claim is over here,� Raul directed, pointing in the opposite direction.

�Oh. Sorry,� I apologized, following his bulky figure.

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Once we got all my bags, we walked outside, Raul looking for a certain automobile.

�Ah! There it is!� he shouted, walking over to a black limo.

I followed him cautiously, my nervousness just starting to rise.

He opened the trunk and put all my suitcases and carry on in it.

Then he walked around and opened the door, gesturing me to go in.

I took a deep breath and walked over to the door.

�Hey,� I greeted as stepped inside.

�Hey,� they greeted back.

I took the free seat next to Justin and Lance.

I couldn�t help thinking, �I am sitting with the hottest guys in the world, I am sitting with the hottest guys in the world��

�So you must be Jessica,� JC started.

�Yeah. That�ll be me.�

�Let me warn you right now, we are very hard to live with,� Chris warned.

�Great way to start a conversation Chris,� Justin teased.

I laughed.

�So,� Justin started, �where ya from?�

�Minneapolis.�

�Can�t say I know too many people from there,� Justin stated.

�You probably don�t, if you don�t count the thousands and thousands of fans you performed for there,� I replied sarcastically.

The guys smirked.

�I mean to know personally,� Justin clarified.

�Well, now you know one.�

�Yeah. And to get to know you better, you can tell me more about yourself,� he continued.

�I was in a family with only 2 kids. I have one younger brother. My parents are in Chanhassen, and my brother�s starting college. I�m 20 and in college also. And I�m gonna spend the summer with you guys,� I told them.

�20 years old?� Justin questioned. �How would you feel about going out with a 19 year old?�

I smiled. �Depends on the guy.�

He nodded mindlessly.

�Can I ask you a question?� JC asked.

�Sure,� I turned my attention to him. He had always been my favorite.

�How did your boyfriend feel about you spending 6 months with 5 guys?�

�Oh�I don�t have a boyfriend.�

�Oh,� they chorused.

I was starting to get uneasy. I hadn�t always been so lucky. I had a boyfriend, Keith, but then he had move to Nevada. We just sorta lost touch.

�So,� I said, changing the subject, �what can you tell me?�

�What is there to tell?�

�Your habits on the bus. Dirty laundry anywhere? Rotting food?�

They laughed. �Maybe dirty laundry,� JC said, pointing to Chris and Joey.

I laughed.

�Then there�s the LACK of food,� Justin snickered, pointing to a blushing Joey.

I started laughing again.

�You laugh a lot don�t you?� Chris asked.

�People can make me laugh very easily.�

�Great! We have someone to laugh at Chris�s jokes!� Justin cried over-dramatically.

The guys started laughing.

�You guys are gonna be SO hard to live with,� I said sarcastically.

�Not now, but later on. Then you�ll face the wrath of *N Sync!� Chris shouted, causing us to laugh.

The limo lurched, telling us that we were there. Where? I dunno. I was just goin� wit it.

I looked at the building we were at. Turned out to be a house. A very BIG house. It was a 3-story house with a 4-car garage. The house had a front of mountain colored bricks and sidings that were colored gray.

Walking in with the guys, I looked at every single thing, taking everything in; the brick walkway, the large bluish door, the nice kept lawn, every- thing.

JC unlocked the door and opened it. The guys marched inside. JC held out his arm.

Smiling, I took it.

I looked at all the house on the first floor. There was a milky white carpet, white walls, a glass chandelier hanging over the foyer, a ceiling fan above the living room, tan marble tiles leading to the kitchen and stopped at the living room, a flight of stairs leading up to the other floors, a fireplace, some couches and armchairs, and the kitchen.

�Wow. This place is beautiful,� I breathed.

�Then wait till you see the rest of it,� JC grinned.

�Ok.�

�Let me take you on the grand tour,� he started, leading me to the kitchen.

There were the same tan tiles in the kitchen, an oak table set for 5, an island, a double sink in the corner, refrigerator plus freezer, cabinets lined up above the counter connecting the sink and lining the 2 far walls, a corner window by the sink, dishwasher, drawers and wooden cabinets lining underneath the counter, microwave, toaster, micro-oven, and a door leading to somewhere else.

�Wow.�

�That door over there leads to the laundry room,� he said, pointing to the door on the far wall.

�Do you ever use it?� I asked jokingly.

He chuckled. �I know I do, but I�m not sure if Chris and Joey do.�

I laughed.

�Ok, ok. Now we go upstairs,� he said, pulling me away from the kitchen.

We walked up the stairs, my feet sinking into the soft white carpet.

Once we got up, I saw a long hall of doors. And further down the hall on the left was another flight of stairs.

We got to the blue first door on the right.

�This room is Justin�s right here. And remember to knock ok? He�ll get at ya if you don�t,� he warned.

�Got it,� I assured him, making a mental note to myself.

Then we got to the next silver door, which was on the left.

�This room�s Chris�s. When you go in there, watch out for his dirty underwear ok?�

�Ok,� I laughed.

The next apple red door was on the right.

�This is Lance�s room. He�s the normal one.�

�Mmm hmm.�

The next red one was on the left.

�This is Joey�s room. Watch out for anything in general. If you think you see an animal, remember, it�s just his clothes, ok?� he joked.

I laughed, �Ok.�

Then we reached a room on the right that had a dark blue door.

We had already passed the stairs.

�This is my room. Perfect,� he said, opening his door.

It was true. The room was perfect. The bed was made, the desk was organized, the carpet was flawless, and the shelf was even organized.

�Wow. I could never do this. It�s just not humanly possible!� I cried.

He laughed as we continued on our way.

Instead of a room on the left like I had anticipated, it was on the right with a rainbow colored door.

�This will be your room. At least till the tour starts next week.�

�It starts in a week?�

�Yeah. They said that you should get used to living with us, THEN get to living on a bus with us,� he explained. �That won�t be so hard would it now?�

�Depends on what happens. If Justin is constantly hitting on me, yeah I think it would be kinda hard,� I joked.

He laughed. �Just ignore him. But I don�t think you�ll be able to resist his charm though��

I hit his arm. �I am SO able to resist.�

�We�ll see��

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