(The next day- Britney is at a photoshoot.) “So then I storm out.” Britney said finishing the story from the night before. “Brit, you over reacted gurl.” Vanessa told her running her brush through Britney’s hair. “That’s what Tiffany said.” Britney looked up into the mirror. “She’s right and you know it, you need to apologize.” Vanessa said turning to her things. “No, he should’ve listened to me, he knew that it was me and Tiffany and strait up followed me.” Britney said forcing her fingers through her hair. “Did you give him the chance to explain?” Vanessa asked Britney now putting some de-tangler spray in. “Um, sort of,” Britney said. “Sort of, hm,” Vanessa said pulling Britney’s head up, “Look up.” Britney let her eyes move up, “I feel really bad, but you know what else pisses me off, he had Joey lie to me last night saying that Justin was asleep, I know damn well he was there and wide awake because Justin doesn’t let people answer his cell phone unless he is right there.” “Really? Maybe he just didn’t want to start another fight.” Vanessa said applying Britney’s eyeliner. “Maybe, I don’t know when I go home I’ll apologize.” Britney said now letting Vanessa apply soft pink lipstick to Britney’s lips. About ten minutes passed by and Vanessa began to put the extentions in Britney’s hair. There was a knock at the door. Vanessa let her hands glide away from Britney’s hair. She opened the door to see a short man holding 24 red roses. “These are for a Ms. Britney Spears.” The short man said. “Right here,” He could hear Britney but couldn’t see her. “Um, okay, these are from Justin Timberlake, I need you to sign this.” The man said handing the roses over to Britney. Britney got up from her seat to see a small piece of paper and clip book, “One for you too?” “No, my daughter,” He smiled. “Aww, okay what is her name?” Britney asked. “John.” The man said looking at Britney’s glowing face and glossy hazel eyes. “John?” She laughed looking at the name tag that read John. “Yeah!” He smiled largely. “Okay thank you.” She said finishing the signatures. The man walked out and Britney snatched the card from it’s holder, “It’s from Justin!” “Duh, what does it say?” Vanessa smiled watching Britney rip open the card. “It says: Britney, I am terribly sorry for not listening to you. I know sometimes you need your space and I understand that. Remember, I love you with all of my heart and I never want to loose you.” Britney said whipping the tear that rolled down her face. “Awww, gurl you better go home to your man.” Vanessa said letting her hands go back to Britney’s long blonde hair. *** “Hey Tiff, is Brit there?” Carrie asked. “Who is this?” Tiffany asked as Fred kissed her neck. “Carrie.” She told her. “Oh what up girl? Naw, she isn’t here she left for a photo shoot, call her cell.” Tiffany told her stopping Fred. “I did no one picked up.” Carrie said. “Well, what do you need?” Tiffany asked putting her long curly brown hair up into a sloppy ponytail leaving strands of blonde running down her face. “Well, I was wondering if Britney wouldn’t mind me staying there for a while.” Carrie told Tiffany. “Oh well you can come stay with me,” Tiffany offered her bestfriend’s favorite cousin, “We’re going on tour though so I expect you to help out.” “You and Britney?” Carrie asked. “Yeah and the guys! It’s a HUGE tour.” Tiffany smiled watching Fred dancing around to his own song “Rollin”. “Um, okay I’ll be glad to help y’all out.” Carrie smiled packing her things. “When will you be here?” Tiffany asked. “Tomarrow.” Carrie said. “Wow, you don’t give me much time.” Tiffany said. “Sorry dude!” Carrie laughed. “It’s all good, I got to go though, I’ll check you out lata.” Tiffany said. “Yah bye.” Carrie said and with that she hung up the phone. “Hold on booh, I gotta call Britney.” Tiffany said beginning to dial the number. “You damn pop-stars!” Fred said sitting down pouting next to Tiffany. “You damn rock stars!” Tiffany laughed. “Hello?” She heard Britney’s voice ring from the other end. “Yo, B, you know you’re cousin has been trying to call you for the past hour!” Tiffany informed her friend. “Oops, I was talking to Justin.” Britney smiled. “Oh so y’all are on speaking terms again?” Tiffany asked letting her legs slide all over Fred. “Yes, he sent me two dozen roses.” Britney told her bestfriend. “Aww, well check it yo, tomarrow Carrie is coming to stay with us!” Tiffany said. “US? Me and Justin?” Britney asked. “No I offered for her to stay with me and to help on the tour.” Tiffany said. “Oh okay, that’s cool, does she need me to pick her up?” Britney asked. “Naw, I can do it, if you want you can come with.” Tiffany said. “Alright gurl, I have to go, I’ll talk to ya lata!” Britney said. “Okay lata gurl.” Tiffany said then hanging he cell phone. “So where were we?” Fred asked placing his arms around Tiffany’s waist.
