| Chapter Three |
| Whitney: Nikki and I stood together, huddled as close to the stage as Teresa would allow. This was their last song. Well actually, it was meant to look that way, but the lads went back out for one more after a minute. At the moment they were singing Two Sides To Every Story. "Grr, can you believe that girl? What nerve! Wait! Is Ritchie smiling?!" Nikki said, obviously outraged. "Oh my God! That hoochie just put her hand on Abs. That is not part of the dance!" I exclaimed. This went on until the lads came bounding off the stage. Nik and I stood there, arms crossed. "Will you quit worrying about the dancers?" Abs said automatically. "It's just their job" Ritchie chimed in. "I don't care about the dancers" Emma said, inviting herself into our conversation. "See? She doesn't care" Abs pointed out. "Yeah, Emma's fine with it" At the mention of her name both Nikki and I shot our guys glares. They looked at eachother, then back to us. Then put on super cheesy smiles and said together "We looovveee you!" As hard and Nikki and I tried not to, we had to laugh. "Alright! Time to go back on for your encore!" Teresa announced. Her eyes landed on Emma and Scott who were already snogging. "Oh for God's sakes! Emma! Unleash Scott from your grasp for 2 freakin minutes will you?!" Nikki and I went to her side. I think we both thought we might need to hold her back again. "Okay guys! GO!" she yelled. I gave Abs a quick kiss as he ran on stage. Nikki did the same with Ritchie. Emma was about to kiss Scott but Teresa grabbed him and said "Yeah right, like you'd ever make it on stage, get out there" as she shoved him away from Emma. I looked at Nikki who was also trying her hardest to stifle a laugh. Teresa knew how to get her way, usually haveing something to do with violence of some kind. J: After the concert we all just headed back to the bus. We were leaving in a few hours anyway. Teresa seemed a bit stressed so I walked over to her, "Feeling a bit tense I see" She rubbed her head, "a bit" "I was going to go on a walk since it's a nice night. Want to come? It might help" She looked up, "Sounds good" I helped her up and we walked off the bus. Scott: I watched J and Teresa walk out together. Anger rised inside of me. Off on a walk together I thought to myself bitterly. Teresa and J...I just didn't get it. Chapter Four... |