Justin's Point of View
I had decided that if Vanessa and I were even going to consider having a relationship, she needed to meet the guys and their girlfriends, especially if she was staying for a few days.
"Hey, Vanessa, let's go find the rest of the guys. I want you to meet them."
"I'd love to, but I need to go to the bathroom first."
I led her to her room and waited outside impatiently. Why do girls always spend three hours in the freaking bathroom? I thought to myself. How long does it take to pee!?
Vanessa's Point of View
I entered the bathroom, my face frozen into a permanent smile. Staring into the mirror, I happily recalled the incredible events of the past few hours. I had met Justin, and then he... kissed me. Then we spent more time together...
I sighed. This could not possibly be real. It had to be a dream. It was a dream- right?
Oh well, I said to myself, straightening up and fixing my hair. I might as well enjoy it as it lasts...
Walking out of the bathroom, I entered the hall where Justin had been. Where was he? I decided to search for him. Maybe he went to his room or something.
Striding down the hall, caught up in my own thoughts, I was unaware of where I was going until someone bumped into me.
"EXCUSE ME!" She exclaimed. "Who the hell are you?! This floor is reserved for *NSYNC only, and I happen to know them. So watch where you're going next time, HONEY!!!"
I gaped at her, my mouth open in shock, then gritted my teeth in anger. "Number one, Little Miss Know-it-all, I do know them. Number two, I won't tolerate you talking to me this way. And number three-"
I was interrupted when Justin appeared beside me.
"Oh, I see you guys have already met! Vanessa, this is Amanda, Josh's girlfriend, and Amanda, this is Vanessa. I just met her a few hours ago, and she's gonna stay with me for a while so we can get to know each other better." Justin explained.
"Ugh, I'm going to find Josh." Amanda said, turning and stalking off angrily.
"What the fuck is her problem?" I asked Justin.
"She has a little attitude problem sometimes, but she'll get over it. Don't worry, in an hour she'll probably be wanting to be your friend." He reassured me, looking just slightly doubtful. "Anyway, it's after two in the morning, and we have a show to do tomorrow night, so I better get some beauty sleep." He said, grinning. "Here. the reason I went to my room was to get you something to sleep in." He tossed me a pair of boxers and a big t-shirt.
"Thanks. I'll see you tomorrow."
"'Night, Vanessa."
Amanda's Point of View
I stomped down the hotel hall furiously, on my way to Josh's room. I hated that Vanessa girl! Little Miss Innocent. It was so like Justin to fall for perfect girls like that. And she was a fan!!! I could tell by the *NSYNC shirt she had been wearing. She was probably about eleven, anyway. Whatever. She was a bitch, prancing down those halls like she owned the place or something. How dare she!
Then she bumped into me and didn't even apologize! The nerve that girl has! And she better not interrupt my plan with Josh. She needs to go back to where she lives and keep being the wishful teenybopper that she really is. Because she doesn't know what she's getting herself into. No one messes with me.