*** JC walked into the hotel room and threw his stuff on the bed. He looked at Tiffany who was cleaning her things up. He smiled and crossed his fingers in hopes that she would not bite his head off if he talked to her. "This is much nicer than the other hotel back in Vermont huh?" JC said. "Mmm hmmm." Tiffany replied back not looking at him. "Tiff, please don't be mad at me." JC said wrapping his arms around Tiffany. "JC, I just don't think it is right you just kicked Justin off like that, it's rude, and inconsiderate." Tiffany said turning around catching eye contact with her boyfriends at-the-moment blue eyes. "He said it was okay." JC responded. "It doesn't matter, you knew DAMN well he did not want to go sleep on that bus with Joey!" Tiffany said. "Who cares?! He shouldn't be spending EVERY waking moment with you anyway! I AM YOUR BOYFRIEND!! Not him!" JC exploded. "You know what JC," Tiffany started calmly the exploded in his face, "FUCK YOU!!! ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID?! YOU KNOW WHAT, WHEN YOU ARE DONE MAKING ASSUMPTIONS LIKE THOSE BITCHES ON THE TV I WILL COME BACK AND BE WITH YOU, UNTIL THEN, DON'T BOTHER!" Tiffany began to walk away from he now silent boyfriend when he said, "Hey Tiffany, want to know what the poll was?" Tiffany snapped around and looked at him. With out waiting for an answer he replied, "85% of people think you are dating me to get closer to Justin." Tiffany rolled her blood shot, glossy, green eyes and turned away from him. She threw open the door and slammed it shut. She walked down the hall to room 584. She knocked on the door kind of loud then pulled out a mirror so she could see the dark black lines that has streamed down her face from crying and the mascara and eye-liner running. The door opened and there stood Diane in a bright yellow fubu shirt, that belonged to Justin and white shorts. "Hey Di, is Justin here?" Tiffany asked. "Yeah you okay hun?" Diane asked whipping the stream of black Tiffany missed. "Yeah I'll be alright, I really need to speak with him though." Tiffany said. "Okay, hold on," Diane said moving away from the door and yelled, "JUSTIN!" *** Joey and Tierney walked throught the hotel lobby and watched Liberty and Lance giggle and flirt. Joey came up behind the two and surprised them. "BOO!" Joey yelled from behind Lance. "DAMN IT JOEY!" Lance shouted. "Sorry it was SUCH an easy target!" Joey laughed. "Wasn't my idea!" Teirney laughed and sat next to Liberty. "How come you aren't entertaining Tiff?" Joey asked Liberty. "Cause that is Justin's job." Liberty laughed. "Yeah he sure does his fare share of entertaining." Lance smiled. "Y'all wanna know some dirt?" Liberty asked. "Always!" The three enquiring minds said. "Troubles with Tiff, JC, and Justy." Liberty smiled. "REALLY?!" The three of them replied. "Really, major drama dude!" Liberty said. "Major drama with what?" JC asked sitting next to the group who now were sitting up and pretending nothing had been talked about. "Oh, um, with one of my friends." Liberty smiled. "Oh!" JC said then turned to the bar tender, "Screwdriver." "Problems?" Lance asked as Liberty elbowed him in the side. "Uh, kind of." JC said looking at his friend. "Ok." Lance said. "Why?" JC asked taking a sip of his VERY strong "Screwdriver". "Because you hate orange juice," Lance pointed out. "OH," JC said looking at his orange juice and vodka, "I gotta go." The four adults watched as JC ran off into the elevator covering his face trying to hide his tears when Liberty spoke up, "See what you did Lance!" "sorry...." Lance shrugged. *** (About three days later- Tiffany has continued to avoid JC and is staying in hotel rooms with Liberty) Tiffany woke up from her terrible dream. She looked around the semi-dark room and then looked over at her dead asleep friend. She felt sick. Her head was spinning and she felt pain in her stomach. She thought maybe it was her period she already had been almost a week late. She stood up and slowly made her way to the bathroom. All of the sudden she felt the chunks rise to her throat. She practically flew to the toilet, her head flung towards the toilet bowl and out came yesterdays food. "LIBERTY!" Tiffany yelled from the bathroom. Liberty jumped up in surprise and noticed light coming from the bathroom. She ran to Tiffany side who was crying and rocking back and forth. *** "SHE'S WHAT?!" Leanette screamed. "Sorry but she can't do the tour right now." Liberty told her. "Its just the 24 hour flu right?" Leanette asked. "We're hoping. She's just really ill right now." Liberty said as she watched JC enter the room, "Excuse me." Liberty ran to JC. His eyes finally left the floor and met her brown eyes, "HI Liberty." "Hello JC." Liberty smiled. "Look," The both said at the same time, then again they both said, "Go ahead." "Look, I want to apologize to Tiffany." JC said to Liberty. "That's a good idea." Liberty smiled at him. "What room are you guys in?" JC asked. "300" Liberty said then walked away from JC. "Thank YOU!" He shouted. ***
