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| AJ froze from the familiar voice. He turned to face Aubree and his mouth dropped. He couldn't believe at how much she had grown. He had always had a crush on her but seeing her this beautiful was making him ache. Her dark brown hair had a little wave in it, with honey highlights which fit her face perfectly. Her light green eyes comlimented her choice of light purple eye shadow, and her lips were lightly glossed. Her white tank top fit her tightly and rested above her belly button, revealing her belly ring. Her black warm-up pants were rolled at the top, showing a little more of her skin. Aubree finished her look with purple flip flops, and a toe ring on her dark painted toes. AJ looked back up at Aubree's face and smiled, still shocked. "ALEX," she screamed as she pulled him in a big hug. He sighed, "Aubree." He put his arms around her waist, trying not to tangle his hands in her long hair. She pulled him tighter and he found the sweet smell of her hair such a comfort. "What are you doing here?" "I'm one of your dancers, silly." She giggled as she punched him in the arm. She looked back to Ryan who had cleared his throat to get her attention. "Oh, this is Ryan, another dancer, and my boyfriend." She continued to introduce everyone she knew. AJ held his hand out to Ryan. "Nice to meet you." "Likewise," Ryan said with a fake smile. "So you're a part of a boy band," Aubree asked AJ. "So you're a backup dancer," AJ joked back. "How do you guys know each other," Ryan inquiried. "She's the all-infamous Aubree Jonsten," Howie answered. "They were childhood friends, from what AJ has told us." ~*~*~*~ "So, Bree, did you want to go get something to eat and catch up," AJ asked as everyone filed out of the room after practice. She looked to Ryan for an answer and he smiled. "Yea, go ahead! Have fun!" "You can come too," AJ asked even though he didn't mean it. "Nah you guys go." Aubree kissed Ryan and walked off with AJ. She took AJ's hand and turned back to Ryan. "Love you, Ry Ry." He smiled as he watched AJ put his arm around her and walk away. Terrance stood beside him. "Those two are getting chummy." "They're just friends." "I don't know. Looks like Mr. Backstreet Boy has a thing for your girlfriend." "Don't be such an ass." Ryan picked up his and Aubree's bags and headed for the bus. Once he got to the hotel, he went straight up to the room, not stopping at the Rec room where everyone had gathered. Two hours later the room door opened and Terrance, Dave, and Aubree entered. Terrance and Dave sat in the TV room while Aubree plopped down on the bed next to Ryan. "Wakie, wakie," she said as she ruffled his short dark hair. "How was dinner?" "It wasn't dinner. We just went to a cafe and talked." "Oh well, how was the talk?" "So much fun. I've missed him so much. I'm so happy we're together again." "Together," Ryan asked with a stern tone. "Not together, together. Together as in friendship. Not like you and me together. We realized that we missed a lot out of each other's lives and that we're not going to loose touch again." "Ahh," he said as he got comfortable in his spot. "Well, I'm going to turn in for the night. Goodnight." She kissed him softly and left the room leaving Ryan wide awake with the thought that he might loose her. Chapter 4 Featured Stories Main Page |