*** Justin walked over to the bar. His eyes were focused deeply on the woman standing before him. She was amazing. Her long brownish blond hair flowed down the front of her body. Her big brown eyes were stuck to the drinks below her. She looked over at him and her eyes grew. �Justin!� She said moving towards him like they had been long lost friends. �Uh, do I know you?� Justin asked trying not to be rude. �I�m Lexie!� She said sticking her hand out. �Oh! Lexie! Hi!� Justin said shaking her hand. �Where is Tiffany, I wanted to surprise her.� Lexie smiled at Justin. �Uh, she�s with Lance.� Justin rolled his eyes. �Oh, what room?� She asked looking around. �345.� Justin said looking back down at his drink. �Oh, what do you think they are doing?� She said raising her eye brows. �I dont know, and I don�t want to know.� Justin said. �Jealous?� Lexie said sitting back down. �Me?� Justin sounded appalled. �No, the girl behind you! Yes you!� Lexie said sarcastically. �Nah,� Justin said then looked back up at Lexie�s non-believing eyes, �Yeah.� �She likes you.� Lexie said. �How do you know?� Justin�s head snapped up towards Lexie. �Uh, I�m only her bestfriend and she talks about YOU more than she talks about Lance.� Lexie said. �Are they going to start dating?� Justin asked. �I don�t know, she wants to, but something is holding her back.� Lexie said looking over at him, �She won�t tell me what it is.� �You think it�s Arian?� Justin asked. �It�s not Arian.� Lexie said. �Hm.� Justin said then took a drink of his soda. *** �Are you tired?� Lance asked running his fingers through her hair. �Yes.� Tiffany said closing her eyes slowly. �Me too, it was a long day.� Lance said letting his green eyes roll into the back of his head and then shutting them tightly. �Yeah it was, but it was an accomplished day.� Tiffany smiled. �What do you mean?� Lance asked. �I mean what I said.� Tiffany said. �Um, okay.� Lance said sounding a little lost. The two started to fall asleep until they heard a loud knock at the door. Startled, Tiffany popped right up, �Who is it?� �House keeping.� She heard a small squeaky voice say. �Um, whatever.� Tiffany said sounding unimpressed. �Tiffany Alize� Haga, let me in this room now.� She heard a voice demand. Tiffany walked towards the door and peeked out of the peep hole. It was covered by a finger. �Who is it?� Tiffany said starting to sound a little scared. �Tiff, just let me in.� She heard the voice start to get whinny then straitened out and said, �Spiffany Hoga!� Tiffany threw open the door, �LEXIE!!!!!!� Lexie�s arms flew around Tiffany�s body. The two held each other tightly. Lance heard the commotion and got up from the bed. He walked over to the two girls that were holding each other tightly. �Lance.� Lexie said finally ripping away from Tiffany and sticking her hand out to shake his. �um..� Lance said not know the girls name. �Lance, this is my bestfriend Lexie.� Tiffany introduced them as Lance shook Lexie�s hand. �Oh, Lexie, I�ve heard a lot about you.� Lance said. �I�ve heard a lot you too.� Lexie smiled. �All good I hope.� Lance laughed. �Always,� Lexie said then turned to Tiffany, �So I came to see your show. Anyway I can get some good seats?� �You wanna go back stage? You can hang out with JC�s girlfriend Ally.� Tiffany said. �No, I want to watch the show, I want a full view.� Lexie demanded. �Alright I�ll give you our front row seats.� Tiffany said, �We have to go to my hotel room though.� Lexie looked up at Lance and Lance smiled, �Go ahead.� �Thanks.� Lexie said. �Bye babe.� Tiffany said giving Lance a kiss and then leaving. �Let�s go get something to drink.� Lexie said when Tiffany shut the door. �Where?� Tiffany asked. �At the hotel bar.� Lexie smiled. �Okay.� *** Chris and Justin laughed wildly while Kaylee tried desperately to explain to the bar tender that she was at age to drink (which was 18 at this bar) but she didn�t have her I.D. �I�ll buy you a drink Kaylee.� Chris gasped. �Ugh, whatever.� Kaylee said sitting down and dropping her argument with the bar tender. �What do you want?� Chris laughed. �Uh, Chris SHUT UP!� Kaylee said. �HaHaHaHa- Kaylee you are so cute when you�re mad.� Chris laughed. �Fuck you.� She rolled her eyes. �Hey guys.� Tiffany said with Lexie at her side, �This is Lexie, Lexie this is Chris, Kaylee, and...� �Justin, right, we met, earlier.� Lexie smiled. �Yeah, hey.� Justin said softly. �Two Long Island Ice Teas please.� Tiffany said to the bar tender then put her I.D. on the bar. �Coming right up.� He smiled. �Make one for her too.� Chris pointed at a enraged Kaylee. �So what are we doing after the concert?� Tiffany asked sipping her drink. �Sleeping.� Kaylee said. �Tired?� Chris said placing his arm around Kaylee. �Awwww....poor baby, getting weak Kaylee? Can�t do it anymore? Are you gonna quit?� Tiffany laughed harassing Kaylee. �Shut up Tiffany.� Kaylee laughed giving her a little shove. �Let�s go out. Justin, will you go out with me and Lexie?� Tiffany pleaded. �Um,� Justin acted like he didn�t want go out. �PPPPLLLEEEAAASSSSEEEE?� Tiffany said pulling at his arm. �Um, okay.� Justin said flashing her his �hollywood� smile. �Yay!� Tiffany clapped vexatiously. *** JC and Ally walked through the room. Ally smiled at everyone as they all looked at her in confusion. Tiffany waved at Ally and gave her a hug then introduced her to Lexie. She sent Lexie over with Ally and the guys escorted them to their seats. �Is that the chick that was at that restaurant that one day?� Terin asked as JC left the room. �Yeah, Ally.� Tiffany said. �And what the hell is Ally doing here?� Lauren said stretching out. �Am I the only one that knows?� Tiffany asked. �Obviously Kaylee said putting on her bright pink halter top. �Oh, Ally and JC are dating.� Tiffany said. �They are?!� Terin exploded. �Yeah, lordy gurl.� Tiffany said. �Whoa, they�ve known each other for what 3 days.� Terin said. �Yeah so, they like each other, what�s the big deal?� Tiffany asked. �No big deal, just asking.� Terin threw her hands up in defense. �Right, well, ladies, are y�all ready?� Angela asked. �Always.� Everyone smiled. ***
