chapter 16-what problem


~Pyper~

I was so excited! Tonight was the night of our big release party. And the guys from the club, aka 5ive, were going to be there. Cole didn't want to invite them, but it would be kind of weird if the people we were going on tour with didn't come to our release party. We hadn't actually met the guys again, but Cole and their manager had talked a whole lot over the past week or so.

We couldn't wait to see the guys again. After we had found out who they were we rushed out and bought every magazine with pictures of 5ive in them. All of us had our own little 5ive shrines in our rooms. Well I wouldn't call Ana's little, she had a HUGE one. Everyone but Myra had one, remember she likes Cole.

My shrine is predominantly J. He is so good looking. I had also gone online and printed some pictures of J without his shirt on. Quite, quite nice. We all began drooling at the site of his stomach. On my goodness, I sound so much like a teeny-bopper. Like Katie Croft you might say.

"PYPER!" I looked up from the fashion magazine I was reading and saw Jane and April standing in my doorway.

"Yes'm?"

"We have a problem." Jane simply stated.

"And that problem would be?" I couldn't figure out what it could be. Our outfits were all chosen and at the house, our transportation was worked out, even time in the bathroom was worked out. And we were running on schedule. Quite surprising for us.

"We have five visitors downstairs. Five very good looking visitors." April explained.

"What's your point?" They grabbed me by the arm and took me to the stairs.

"Look down there, but don't get caught." I looked down and entered into a severe case of shock. It was 5ive! 5ive was at my house! I looke up at Jane and April with an excited look on my face.

I wanted to go down and see them. But then I remembered what i was wearing. My very favorite pair of boxers that i've had for years and have holes all over them. All the girls cringe when i wear them and tell me to get rid of them, but I just can't. They're way too comfortable. And i had on a skimpy barely there black tanktop. I began running up the stairs but was so excited that I lost my footing and began falling down the stairs. What else could i do but scream?

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