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~*~*Chapter 15*~*~
The credits began to roll up the screen and Chase turned her eyes to her boyfriend who was sitting next to her, holding her hand, and innocently proud statement resting on his face. "Um...is there an ending?" He looked at her and smiled. "That was the ending! It's kinda like a cliffhanger." She raised her eyebrows and took her hand away from JC's, running it through her hair and looking away. Tiffany just sat, her eyes still on the screen, her forehead wrinkled in concentration. "So what did you think?" Justin asked her. She snapped her head away from the screen and looked at her boyfriend. "No offense, Justin, but your movie sucks. I'm ashamed to be your girlfriend." Chase nearly burst out laughing at the crestfallen look on Justin's face. Tiffany smiled. "I'm just kidding, honey, I love being your girlfriend." He smiled and bounced up and down slightly as she ran her fingers over his cheeks. "So, seriously, what did you think of our movie?" he asked. "Um..." Tiffany looked away. "Chase?" JC ran his hand up her leg, attempting to peer into her face. "I...it was very...artsy?" "Chase, come on." "Ok, all right...it sucked." "God! You always say that! Nothing I do is ever good enough for you!" "Wah! Wah! Jesus, JC were you WATCHING that??? It had no ending! The writing was terrible! The acting was..." Her eyes fell on her boyfriend's deep blue eyes. "Mediocre." She rested her hand on his shoulder. "Come on, you know it's just the movie critic in me talking. It's just....wow....I mean....that was really bad, baby." "Tell me you don't feel the same," Justin said, his eyes pleading with his own girlfriend. "Justin....I...." "Oh my God....I don't believe this." "I'm sorry, baby! It was an interesting storyline!" Justin turned and huffed, JC doing the same. "God, JC, you told me it was going to be like Swingers! That was nothing like Swingers! That looked like some movie Steve taped while you were on tour...." JC grinned. "Why are you grinning?" "Hehehehehehehehe," he and Justin giggled, slapping each other five. "Hmmm....lost?" Tiffany raised her hand. "Man...we had you." JC giggled harder. "Had us?" Chase arched a brow. "I CAN'T believe you guys actually thought that was for real. I mean, when we had a Backstreet Boys song playing in the opening credits, that should have tipped you off." Justin giggled, patting his stomach. "Wha wha wha wha WHAT?" Chase turned confused eyes to her boyfriend. "Steve DID tape that while we were on tour. We got a few fans to hang out with us for about a week and we taped it all. It was supposed to just be a gag video...but we thought we'd try to pass it off to you guys...and you bought it!" He exploded into giggles. Chase's mouth dropped open. "You rodent!" She jumped on top of him and started tickling him as he giggled uncontrollably. "You,....you....." "Yes, Tiffany, we...we..." "You asshole!" "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU BOUGHT IT!" "UUUURRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!" Tiffany proceeded to attack her boyfriend, punching him lightly all over his body. "So, wait a minute...." Chase stopped and sat on JC for a moment. "What happened to Amber?" JC and Justin glanced at each other. Then they looked at the TV screen where the credits were just ending. "Well, I hope your girlfriends enjoy this," Amber said, pulling off her wig. "It was a lot of hard work, and I'm never doing you any favors again, Timberlake." "Yeah, yeah, thanks a lot, Brit." "God, I have to get this off!" Amber reached under her chin and started to pull off her face. "My manager's gonna shoot me." Chase and Tiffany's mouths opened wide and the TV went black. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" ===== ***
