Precious's Point of View
I awoke in a pile of smelly hay, gasping. Sitting up slowly, I glanced around, taking in my surroundings. I was in what appeared to be an abandoned barn. I attempted to rise to my feet, but was restrained by a rope that was holding me down.
I let out a frustrated wail. "Can anyone hear me? Hello!!!! Help me!" I sank back down to the dirty floor, sobbing pitifully.
An icy hand clamped down on my trembling shoulder. "I see you're awake." A cold voice said. It was Josh.
"Please. Let me go, Josh. I won't tell. I promise." I pleaded, my eyes welling up with frightened tears.
"I can't do that." Josh said quietly. He pushed a water bottle to my lips. "Here. Drink." He instructed. I gulped the cool liquid thirstily, grateful for some type of comfort.
"Precious, I've brought you here to talk to you. Now that you are pregnant, we have to get back together again. But no one can know about... our little meeting. They are going to think we just went out to talk. Alright?"
"O-Ok." I stuttered.
"Now we're going back to the hotel. Nothing weird ever happened, and we're back together again. Got it?" Josh asked me, sneering.
"Yeah..."
~20 minutes later~
We arrived back at the hotel. I was freezing cold, and there was hay all over me.
Amanda came rushing up to us as soon as we reached the lobby. "Where have you guys been?" She demanded.
"Nowhere." Josh replied meanly. Amanda just glared at him.
"Precious, what's wrong?" She asked, seeing the terrified look on my face.
"Nothing." I squeaked, and hurried off to the elevator after Josh.
"Just to let you know, Amanda," Josh called over his shoulder, "Precious and I are back together again. Bye now." I saw the hurt look on Amanda's face and the tear fall down her face as the heavy elevator doors closed.
Nina's Point of View
I breathed heavily as the kiss between Chris and I deepened in passion.
"You like that, don't you..." Chris whispered, nibbling on my ear.
I responded with another kiss. Chris had just began to rub his hands all over my body when the hotel room door banged open, and a sobbing girl entered.
"Amanda, what's wrong?" I asked, getting up from my comfortable position and running to comfort her.
But she just shook her head and ran from the room, leaving Chris and I staring after her in complete bewilderment .
Lance's Point of View
"Yes, Lance, I will marry you." Sara breathed.
I stood up, overcome with unimaginative joy.
Turning to the crowded restaurant, I yelled, "Everybody! Over here! I'm Lance Bass, and Sara is going to be my wife!"
"Lance!" Sara said, laughing.
"I LOVE YOU SARA! I LOVE YOU!!!" I looked into her eyes and kissed her again deeply, only vaguely aware of the deafening applause from our temporary audience.
Justin's Point of View
All three of us- Tawny, Vanessa, and I- laughed for a few minutes, and then an awkward silence settled over us.
"Well, I haven't exactly introduced myself," I said. "I'm Justin."
"I know." Tawny told me. "I didn't believe Vanessa when she claimed that she had met you, but now I sure do."
Suddenly, the limo screeched to a halt. I glanced out the window. We were back at the hotel.
I pushed open the car door, and we were greeted by a girl with a crazed look on her face, her cheeks streaked with mascara-discolored tears.
I coughed. Tawny stared. Vanessa gasped. "Amanda?"