*** Tiffany ran her fingers across her damp skin pulling up the mascara that had drizzled down her face and whiped it on a rag she found on Justin's desk in his hotel room. She looked in the mirror and began to adjust the tiny twists that led into her hair that was held up by a scrunchie. Her light brown hair flowed down her back and Justin ran his fingers through it slowly. She turned and looked at him with a gentle smile. "So you ready?" Justin asked the young girl who was standing before him in a pair of jazz pants and a sports bra. "I guess." Tiffany said. Justin wrapped his hand around Tiffany's shivering hand. His hand was warm and moist, she loved that, she loved his hands, she never realized how much she did until now. How clean, and soft they always were. Justin and Tiffany walked onto the stage facing all the adults who stopped their conversations and looked up at Tiffany and Justin. Tiffany's hand left Justin's and she went to her side of the stage. Lance watched her sharply. Not once did his eyes leave her moving body. Tiffany finally got up from stretching to go talk to Kaylee but was stopped by Lance. "I thought you were leaving." He said. "I was, but someone here actually cares enough not to let me leave." Tiffany said now squinting her eyes making them look ferice and angry. "You don't think I didn't care about you Tiffany? you don't think I loved you?" Lance asked obviously trying to make Tiffany feel guilty for breaking his heart. "Honestly Lance, I thought you did, but now I know you don't, who knows maybe all you wanted was some ass." Tiffany rose her voice a little more now catching attention of everyone else. "No, that's what Justin would want from you, not me." Lance said continuing to raise his voice as well. Justin heard the comment and pulled himself up from where he was sitting but kept quiet. "Maybe he does Lance, maybe he doesn't, but you know what, me and you AREN'T dating!" Tiffany shouted startling the group. "Fuck you, you heartless bitch." Lance said. All the girls' eyes went wide and Lance's comment sent Justin in a fury of animosity. "Don't ever fucking call her that again, you got it Lance?!" Justin yelled now shoving his finger into Lance's face. "Oh should I apologize, like you always do?" Lance said. Justin's fist balled up and flew into Lance's face. Tiffany flung her arms around Justin's trying desperatly to hold Justin back from Lance. Lance stood there and whiped the blood from his lips then shook his head, "Brotherhood for her?" "You did it my man, YOU DID IT!" Justin said harshly again shoving his finger into Lance's face. Lance looked Justin deep into the the eyes and walked off of the stage. "Maybe we should end for today." JC said. "No, I don't want to come in tomorrow Jase, let's stay." Tiffany said. "No, it's alright, you guys have tomorrow off." JC said getting a sigh of relief flying from everyone's lips. *** "I'll be right out okay Justin?" Tiffany said now brushing through her long hair that she just straitened. "Alright." Justin said sitting himself on the bed right in front of Angela. "So where are you guys going?" Angela asked like she was Tiffany's father. "Well, uh, first I'd like to take your daughter to the movies," Justin continued to play the innocent boy by twiddling his thumbs obnoxiously, "And...uh...maybe to get some food, and a little dessert." "What kind of dessert?" Angela's voice got low and demanding. "Uh...ice cream maybe...." Justin rose his eyes brows with a little smile. "No trips to lovers point?" Angela said continuing her father like role. "Uh...no sir." Justin said queitly. "WHAT BOY I CANT HEAR YOU!" Angela shouted standing up out of her seat and raising her voice. "I SAID NO SIR." Justin said standing up as if he was a soilder. The door to the bathroom opened and Jusitn and Angela sat back down in laughter. Tiffany looked at the two that were holding their stomach's from laughing so hard. "Ready Justin?" Tiffany asked. Justin looked up and saw Tiffany wearing white midriff shirt that says Princess in silver glitter with a pair of hip hugger jeans, he smiled, "Yeah, let's go." Justin stood up and walked behind Tiffany. Angela wrapped her hand around Justin's forearm, "Remember son, I have a riffle and a shovel," Angela threatened. "Yes sir....I understand sir...." Justin trailed off. Tiffany looked at the two with a confused look on her face. "Okay....you two are CRACK HEADS!" Tiffany laughed. *** "Lance you have to get up sometime." Chris said. "No I don't." Lance said with his face shoved into his pillow. "Lance why are you letting her get to you like this?" Alexia asked with her hand shoved in Joey's. "I loved her Alexia, and now not only did she betray me but Justin did too." Lance said pulling his face away from the pillow. "Quite honestly Lance, the only person you should be mad at is Justin, and you are really taking it out on Tiffany." Joey said. "Yeah, I mean you and Tiffany aren't dating, and Jusitn knew how much you liked her." Alexia pointed out. "Look guys, this is not let's get Lance against Justin, we need to work this out as adults, actually WE, referring to myself and you guys really need to stay out of it, it's between Justin and Lance and Tiffany." Chris said. "Oh shut up Chris, you love drama more than the rest of us."Alexia rolled her eyes, as Joey hushed his friend. "Look, I feel hurt and utterly betrayed right now." Lance said, "I just want to be alone." Everyone looked at each other and decided they'd leave the morning man to be with himself. Once everyone was gone Lance pulled his body up from where he was lying. He looked around then got up from the bed. He walked to the piece of paper sitting on his dresser and began to write. *** "So what do you want to do?" Justin asked. "I don't know, do you have any ideas?" Tiffany asked shoving her fingers through her hair. "Let's go back to the hotel." Justin said climbing into his car. "Alright." Tiffany said, also getting in. The two drove back to the hotel hand in hand. They were both quiet, Tiffany kept her attention to the road as thoughts flew through her head, 'Why does this feel better than being with Lance, Why am I enjoying this better than being with Lance, I broke Lance's heart and I don't even care because I'm with Justin, why is that SO wrong to me, what are we going to do when we get back?' Justin looked over at Tiffany's who's eyes were moving from building to building. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah, I'm fine." Tiffany turned and looked at Justin. "Why are you so quiet?" Justin asked now turning his attention back to the road. "I'm just drowning in my thoughts." Tiffany said. "Look, does this me and you thing bother you?" Justin asked. Tiffany looked up at Justin, then back down at her hands, "No, Justin, I wanted to be with you SO bad, I was jsut afraid of you." "Really?" Justin asked. "Yes, and I was so afraid of falling in love with you," Tiffany said continuing to look at her hands. "Tiffany, I want us to be together." Justin pulled over so he could look Tiffany in the eyes when he said this. "Jusitn..." She said softly, she felt tears come to her eyes once again, she was so sick of crying, so sick of being alone, so sick of worrying about others and not herself, she wanted Justin so bad but she couldn't bare to hurt Lance after all he's done for, "I do too, but I can't." "Why because of Lance?" Justin got angry. "Jusitn, yes, I told him I didn't want to date him because I wasn't ready...I lied." Tiffany said. "You we're waiting for me." Justin said. "Yeah, and I didn't know that him and I would become so close." Tiffany said. Justin started the car back up. His eyes were full of tears, he was so angry, it's like he could never have it his way. It was always turned around. 'Life isn't fair' Justin screamed in his head, 'Can't I ever get a break, just once!' *** Justin and Tiffany walked into the hotel room. Tiffany wrapped her arm around Justin's and looked ahead, not wanting to look into Jusitn's hurt eyes, the hurt eyes she gave him. Tiffany and Justin walked past Lance. Tiffany and Lance's green eyes met, they didn't say anything to each other just watched each other walk by. Lance didn't once look up at Justin nor did Justin look down at Lance. Justin's eyes were phocused on something else and finally Tiffany realized they were. "Justin what are you looking at?" Tiffany said following Justin's eyes strait to the blond haired girl standing in front of his room. "Hi J." Britney smiled. Justin's arm left Tiffany's. ***
