Justin's house
"Brittany, are you home?" Justin called through the house. Looking around the rooms downstairs, he couldn't find her. Deciding that he better check upstairs, he walked up them slowly, still tired from practice.
"Brittany, are you in here?" He knocked on her bedroom door.
"Yeah, I'm in here. Come in." Brittany's voice sounded through the door.
"Are you decent?"
"No, Justin. I just told you to come in because I wasn't wearing anything. I know you aren't Joey." Brittany spoke with sarcasm dripping from her words.
"Well, I was hoping you weren't decent." He laughed opening the door finding her sitting in the middle of a massive pile of clothes.
"What are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing, Justin? Maybe picking out clothes for you guys. Do you want to wear suits or do you want to wear something casual?"
"Johnny said that we have to wear suits because it's a tie event. All the record company executives are going to be there." Justin walked in pulling Brittany out of the pile of clothes.
"Ok, that helps some." She walked over to the rack with the suits.
"I think that I'm just not going to go tomorrow because by the time that I get clothes for you guys I will have nothing to wear."
"Oh, you are going! You are my date. How can you pass up the chance to walk down the carpet with me? You know the fans will be there. Then everyone will think that I'm cheating on Britney with another Brittany. Come on." He started to tickle her.
"Justin, come on, stop it." She said between giggles.
"Only if you go." He continued.
"Ok! I give up! I'll go!" He suddenly stopped.
"I want you to wear this!" He rushed to the rack making it there in two wide steps. He pulled out a black skirt that angled down to the knee on the one side and was covered in different colored rhinestones.
"Justin.that's like the most expensive thing on there. Those are all real stones." She pointed out the stones on the skirt.
"Yeah so.You would look really good in it too. And then you can wear this top with it."
He pulled out a top by the same designer, which was obviously made to be put with the skirt. It was the same material and had one long sleeve and the material from the sleeve came around the neckline, making it a very unique shirt.
"Justin, I remember buying that now. I think it was at the Gucci store. Yeah that's right, it was. And I think it was like 3,500 dollars! I don't think that I have ever worn something worth that much, that's not even the shoes." Brittany shook her head. "I don't think I can wear it."
"Sure you can. Then I can wear the matching suit. It will be sooo cool!" He said excitedly, dragging on the word so when he said it.
"Fine, Justin. Just because it will probably be the only time I will get to dress like the 'ever so dreamy' Justin Timberlake." She clasped her hands together bringing them to her face and getting a far off look in her eyes. "Just think, I will be on your arm!" She signed.
"And in every damn teeny bopper magazine. Hell Ya!" Brittany screamed, causing Justin to burst out laughing.
"Wow, I'm kinda liking the replacement Brittany." He ran his hand over her hair messing it up some more. "Britney never gets this excited to dress with me. It sure is ego boosting!" He clasped onto her bed.
"Make my bed if you are going to lay on it." Brittany pulled out both of their outfits.
"I don't make my bed because what's my name again? Come on Brittany what is it? Who am I?" He got up started to straighten her sheets out and tuck them underneath the mattress.
"Why are you going to make it when you are just going to sleep in it?"
"I'm not going to make it you are. But the real reason is because I have to put out the outfits. And they may get lost between the sheets and your ego." Justin stood straight up at the crack against him.
"I resent you for that."
"Phone!" Brittany yelled running to it, trying to beat Justin to it. Pushing each other and fighting and play slapping each other, Brittany finally managed to escape his grasp and grab her cordless phone.
"Hello?...Hey J!" Brittany plopped down onto the bed next to Justin who was looking around her nightstand.
"You and Ty? That's so cute!" Brittany gushed to her friend. "And he is your age too! If he grew up with JC you know he has to be good in.. um.. good in school." Brittany noticed the look Justin was giving her. "Justin, stop looking at me that way! And don't touch that!" She slapped his hand away from her jewelry box.
"It's not like you have anything good. Jeez, didn't you make JC buy you stuff? You usually make all your other boyfriends do that."
He followed the direction that her arm pointed into, which led to another box. He got off the bed and picked up the box and sat down again as Brittany finished her conversation.
"Ok, Hun. I'll see you tomorrow then...Ty said I had to pick him out something too?! Jeez, what do you think I am, a stylist or something? Oh yeah that's right I am! But still...Ok, fine, just don't beg me because I know that's what's coming. Be over here tomorrow at, well, you can come when Ty comes with the guys. I already know what you are wearing. The hair and makeup people will be here at 1, ok?...Alrighty. Bye, Justine!"
Brittany turned to Justin who was sitting wide-eyed looking into the box he had gotten from her dresser. Brittany leaned over to admire her box shoved full with expensive jewelry.
"Wait, I don't get it. You make guys who can't afford it, buy you this stuff, but JC who can, you don't make or lets say demand him to buy you more?"
"Nope. I cared about JC, the relationship with him meant more to me then jewelry did." Justin started laughing as he closed the box and sat it back onto her dresser.
"Shut up, Justin! At least I'm not like the hoe you date who is only using you to get publicity."
"Yeah I guess. But all I know is that hell must have frozen over with that comment back there! Well I'm off to bed. I will see you tomorrow morning. Night, sweet dreams." He leaned down and hugged her and kissed her cheek.
"Night J. Sweet replacement Brittany dreams!" She called to him as she pushed herself off of her bed lazily looking at the racks. It was going to be a long night.
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