As Sabrina stepped off of the plane, she felt a wave of excitement came over her. Scanning over the
crowd, she thought I can't believe I'm here! I can't wait to see the guys. It's been so long. Too long. Suddenly, she heard high-pitched, deafening screams. Instincitvely, she looked in the direction they were
coming from, and was met by the image of a throng of girls that were chasing two guys and the three
HUGE bodygurds that were surrounding them. She laughed to herself at the sight, at the same time feeling sorry for the guys. The looked like they were actually running for their lives.
Then, she took a VERY large double take. The guys seemed awfully familiar, and so did one of the
bodyguards. Taking a closer look, she realized she knew them! No way! That can't be them! But, it is.
Knowing how busy they would be, she calmly walked over to the luggage claim, picked up her suitcases,
and went over to the taxi pick-up area. She knew she'd see them later.
On the ride over to Lauren's house, which was where she was staying for the time she was in
Orlando, she chuckled at the expressions on the guys' faces. They were classic looks. Nevermind the
fact that if she tried to bust their chops about it, they'd start up on her about all of the other times she was
embarassed. The guys never forgot a thing.
When she got to Lauren's house, she was met by screams from inside. Chris is here, she thought. He was the only one she knew that could scream at that high of a pitch. And she knew that when she walked into the door, she would be met by the sight of Chris flat on his back, and Lauren sitting on his stomach, tickling the life out of him. She also had a good idea that Joey or Lance would be sitting on the couch, in stitches, laughing at Chris for being such a wuss. It'll be good to see Lance again, she thought. God, I've missed him. Talking to him on the phone just isn't the same.
Sure enough, that's exactly the scene that she saw when she let herself into Lauren's house, except
both Joey and Lance were there. Chris saw her first, and shouted at her to help him. She dropped her bags at the front door, and made a running dive for him. But when she got there, instead of helping Chris, she turned the torture session into a wriggling, shouting, and lauging doggie pile. It lasted for almost five minutes, before Chris had enough, and started shouting "Uncle! Uncle! I'm gonna puke!" Sabrina and Lauren let him go, then it was time for a round of hugs.
"Where are JC and Justin?" asked Joey. "They were supposed to pick you up as a surprise."
"Yeah, well, they made it to the airport, but they couldn't exactly pick me up." replied Sabrina.
"What do you mean?" asked Joey.
"Well, let's just say they were a little busy, and won't be needing to go running anytime soon."
Lauren, getting the idea that Sabrina was hinting at, started laughing. Joey, Chris, and Lance looked from one to another, thinking Sabrina and Lauren were crazy.
"They were being chased by a crowd of hormonal teenies," explained Sabrina.
"Ohhhhhhhh!" exclaimed the guys, finaly getting the joke, and they all busted a gut about it.
Suddenly, Justin and JC burst into the house, followed by the three bodyguards, and they all dropped into the chairs around the dining room table. They were breathing hard, and they looked tired.
"Man!" exclaimed Justin. "I seem to keep on forgetting that we can't just go anywhere without less than three on security!"
JC nodded in agreement. "It's gettin really ridiculous!"
Sabrina wandered into the dining room, and asked innocently, "Did ya'll have fun in the airport?"
The guys, noticing her for the first time, jumped up and surrounded her in a two way hug.
"Beener!" said Justin happily. "When did you get here?"
"Well," explained Sabrina, making a face at her least favorite nickname, "it looked like ya'll were busy, so I just took care of lil' ole' me, and got a taxi to take me over here."
"Geez!" exclaimed JC. "We coulda' gotten you here! That's why we were at the airport in the first place!"
"Yeah, I heard it was supposed to be a surprise that ended up going wrong."
"Both of the guys went into the den and gave Joey a 'Look'. "JOEYYYY!"
"What?!"
"You never can keep a secret, can you?!" exclaimed Justin.
"Well, she was here, so it seemed kinda' pointless to keep it a secret anymore!"
"Children, children," countered Sabrina. "Now, now, don't fight!"
No sooner were the words out of her mouth, when Justin jumped for Chris, and the two of them started to wrestle on the floor. Rolling their eyes, Mike, Brad, and Jason went over and separated the two "prize fighters". As they were pulled apart, Justin and Chris exchanged insults, taunts, and threats, like "Hold me back, Mike! Hold me back!" and "You're lucky I didn't get totaly pissed off, or I would have beat your ass DOWN, bitch!" Everyone else in the house went on their way, doin anything else then wathcing the two. It was a regular occurrence, and Mike, Brad, and Jason were getting tired of having to separate them.
"Now," continued Sabrina. "If the two chicas are done fighting, what're we gonna do tonight?"
"What did you have in mind?" asked Joey.
"I don't care, I just wanna get out and PAR-TAY!"
By this time, Chris and Justin were released by the the bodygurds. "Well," said Justin michievously, "There's this one club here in town......."
"EEENNNHHH!!!" said Sabrina, buzzing his wrong answer. "You, little man, are still under-age. That's not a possibility for you."
"Awwwww!" whined Justin. "Pleeeeezzzzzzeeee!"
"Out of the question. Unless you want to get caught with a fake ID, and even then you won't get in."
"Damn!" muttered Justin.
"Any other ideas?"
"Well, how about we go to an '18 and up' club?" suggested Joey.
"Do you know of any?"
"There's one in Kissime. It's a bit of a drive, but it's worth it."
"Okay, sounds good to me."