| Some Things Never Change- The Memories Continue *author�s note: I do not claim to know or own any of these characters, except Cassidy whom I�ve made up in my own pathetic mind. This is the only time I�ll say this: this is JUST FICTION! Not real, didn�t happen, ain�t gonna happen! |
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| The young woman�s head bobbed side to side, rhythmically in time to the music, humming out loud occasionally. As she sifted her way through the hundreds of wardrobe racks, her eyebrows furrowed in disgust at the taste of clothing she�d come across. Tucking a loose strand of her dyed brunette hair behind her ear, she pulled out a wedged hanger from behind the racks of clothing. Her deep brown eyes did a once over of the fashion disaster in her hands with a sigh of disappointment. �Joshua, Joshua, Joshua.. we are definitely going to have a LONG discussion about this�� she whispered out loud to nobody in particular. The ramblings of the young woman caused her watcher to stop in his tracks for a split second, before sending him back to his mission. �Oh great, now she�s got a thing for J.C.,� the intruder muttered in his mind with a roll of his eyes. He tiptoed across the carpeted floor trying to keep as silent as possible. His hands, carefully juggled several icecubes while his eyes refused to stray from his target. His actions paused momentarily as a smirk formed on his lips at the sight of the woman swaying to the Temptations. Taking no notice of a presence near, she snapped her fingers while singing outloud, �IIII�guuuueees, you�d saaaay, what can make me feel this way, my girl, my girl, my girl, talkin bout my girl, my girl! I�ve got SOOOO much honey the bees envy me!� Joey had to fight the urge to break down into laughter right there, from the way she screeched the high-pitched notes. But he quickly recovered, and continued his trek across the cluttered room. With her back faced towards him, it made his mission much easier, and gave him more time for a quick get-away. His eyes darted around nervously, as he inched closer to her unsuspecting body. Almost home free. He reached his arm out to the waist band of her pants, carefully planning each move, a large grin tugged at the edge of his mouth as he prepared to empty his possessions down her.�. �Don�t EVEN think about it Fatone!� The grin dissapeared quicker than it had begun to appear. Joey heaved a huge sigh of defeat and threw his hands up in disbelief. �Damn! How�d you do that?! It�s not fair!� Joey pouted at her 24/7 radar she seemed to have on him. Cassidy turned around with nonsympathetic eyes, �Awww, that�s too bad� I guess it�s just a gift for us intelligent ones, ask Lance, he knows!� Joey pretended to look hurt for a moment, then muttered bitterly, �HA! Lance, intelligent?? That�s what you think. More like a uh�� his words trailed off as Cassidy raised her eyebrows in challenge, re-wording his thoughts, he coughed nervously, �Ahem, yeah that uh, that sounds about right. Genius he is.� Her eyes twinkled in amusement at his stuttered words. �Riiight, well, while you�re in here. I thought I�d bring you aware of my plans for your past butchered animal projects, and crayon drawings. These clothing racks have been stored in the back of one of your trucks for who knows how long, and have not been put to use- THANK GOD- for quite some time. And you saw how much money a piece of chewed up piece of French toast brought in for charity, so just imagine how much we could raise with actual pieces of shameful clothing you�ve scratched yourselves in!� Joey stopped what he was doing for a second to look up and frown, �Hey! I hope you know I don�t scratch, I massage!� Cassidy groaned in disgust and rolled her eyes, �whatever, so anyway, I was thinking that we could have our own huge charity event, auctioning off your guys� old pieces of clothing, along with possibly a picture of whomever�s outfit it is in it? Maybe we could even get other artists to participate in it? Do you think we could get that one really hot guy from Savage Garden to do it?!� Joey paused momentarily once again and looked at her quizzically, �The singer? Isn�t he married?� �Divorced, and no not him, the guitarist! Good god!� It was Joey�s turn to roll his eyes, �ooh! I�m already getting excited about organizing this!! Do you think Johnny would let you guys perform a song or two? That alone could attract lots of people, and we could charge admission! It would all go to charity though of course. It would be like one those charity events that Princess DI�WHAT IN CHOCOLATE PUDDING ARE YOU DOING??� Cassidy�s rambling was stopped with her direct query towards the man in the room. His shirt consisted of a collage of many types of fruits and could be described no better than extremely tacky. He fisted a bunched up section of his shirt, lifting it to his nose while he continually sniffed at the shirt, occasionally using his dirtied nails to scratch at the fruit on the cloth. Paying no attention to her question or her bewildered eyes, he continued to attack his shirt psychotically, and looked up for no more than 2 seconds to question her appealing challenge. �Chocolate pudding??� Cassidy shrugged and tried to cover her small blush with a turn of her head, �It just, ya know, popped into my head.� Joey raised his eyebrows in question and shook it off with a mumble, � I seriously, DON�T wanna to know.� Cassidy fought the rosyness out of her cheeks, �Forget about me, what are YOU doing?� �What are YOUUUU doing? No, what are YOOOUUU doing???� Joey giggled at his overly used imitation of the cheap commercial. When he realized Cassidy seemed the least bit amused at his attempt of humor, he fidgeted nervously under her stare, �umm, yeah, sorry. Couldn�t resist!� Cassidy still had yet to return her gaze elsewhere and Joey coughed precariously, �ahem, right. SO, to answer your question.. Chris told me this shirt was scratch and sniff, but I think he scratched it one too many times, it�s not working� The stupidity of Joey�s statement had yet to reach his ears, but were heard quite clearly by Cassidy. Fighting the urge to slap him upside the head, like she�s done or wanted to do so many times, she moved passed him and towards the door to find someone who would take more interest in her idea, rather than scratch and sniff clothing. She heaved a huge sigh of relief as the heavy door thudded behind her. This was going to be one loooong day. The door behind her opened suddenly causing Cassidy to give a started jump. �Whoa there� someone�s a little jumpy!� Joey steadied her shoulder with his hands. Cassidy almost groaned outloud. She really wished she could have 2 minutes completely to herself. That�s all she was asking for. �J-LO!!� Joey continually shouted with a smirk on his face. Forced back to reality, Cassidy couldn�t help but groan outloud this time. �Ugh, would you stop calling me that?!� Cassidy rolled her eyes and shrugged off his hands. Joey laughed evilly in return and followed her through the parade of hallways. �Never! It will follow you to your grave, muahaha!� Cassidy gave out an annoyed sigh and mumbled, �Not if you find yours first!� Joey looked at her strangely, but backed off at her glare. �So uh, what are you doing tonight? Cause ya know, my room�s got a Jacuzzi tub in it, so I though you�d like to uh, ya know� have the honors of trying it out with me. And I�m sure HE wouldn�t mind either� Joey wiggled his eyebrows up and down playfully. Cassidy slowly spun around on her heels, with a surprisingly large grin on her face. �Joe, you forget. We took baths together as children, I know what HE looks like. � she lowered her voice to a whisper and winked, �And believe me, there�s was nothing there I was impressed with then, nothing to impress me with now!� and turned to exit out the door. For a moment, Joey stood with his mouth gaped open, facing a closed door, unsure of what to think. But was suddenly brought back to reality and placed a frown on his face. �Fine! WE don�t need YOU anyways!� With that, he turned towards the hall and stomped all the way back to his dressing room. Cassidy leaned back against the wall with complete exhaustion. It had taken nearly 3 hours to sort out the clothes for the charity event approved of by Johnny almost immediately. Of course there was still a lot more planning and approving to do, but she had been so thrilled with her outcome of her and Johnny�s phone call, she�d gotten right to work at deciding which clothing pieces to put up for charity. Although she was still ecstatic about getting to plan such a huge event, Cassidy had never been so drained of energy. All she wanted to do was go straight to her hotel room and relax. But being the head-clothing stylist of Nsync called for her to remain at each concert, prepared to help clothing changes throughout the concert. �Any girls dream job,� Cassidy thought sarcastically. When Joey had offered her the job, she couldn�t wait for the tour to begin. Now� Cassidy sighed again. Atleast now she had the charity event to keep her mind off other things. She never would have thought that touring could be so exhausting. Even for one as healthy as could be, it would be tiring. For someone like her, it was becoming nearly impossible. It took all she had and more to get up some mornings. Hardly eating, getting minimal sleep, and etcetera didn�t help contribute any good to the situation, but she didn�t know what to do about it. She�d lost nearly 15 pounds since the tour started- now weighing 105. It surprised Cassidy that no one had noticed her sudden weight change yet. But then again, everything was so rush-rush wherever they went, there was hardly enough time to care for yourself, let alone anyone else. �Why pity myself?� Cassidy thought, �It�s no one�s fault but your own. There�s only 2 weeks left of the tour, you just have to make it till then, and then you have 3 weeks to yourself.� With that, Cassidy managed to drag herself to her tour bus, to relax in her own fashion. A shadow watched from afar as the young woman fought for a break. Everyone thought she was merely a feisty female�. But he knew better. It went beyond that, he could see it in her eyes. And he was going to make it his mission to find out what it was. |
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