| "You sure you're okay with this?" She looked around the corner into the shop. "Yeah. Let's do it." He pulled his watergun into a firing position. "Ok, go!" She whispered loudly seconds before they rounded the corrner and unloaded the water guns on Angie. Angie's screams filled the store and every customer turned to see what was causing the comotion. Most saw two wierdos soaking another, but one saw the guy from NSYNC squirting a girl with another girl. She waited until they were done and approached him. "Could you sign this?" She held up one of thier latest CDs. Michelle grabbed a sharpie and handed it to him. "Yeah." He took the CD and pulled the plastic from it. "What's your name?" "Ashley." He quickly signed the CD for her. "Here you go." "Thanks, what are you doing here?" She eyed him suspiciously. "Oh," he chuckled thinking she was refering to the water fight. "We were just getting Angie here back for something." "For what?" She ran her fingers along the side of the CD. "I dunno, what was it for, Michelle?" "Making me send someone flowers." Her eyebrows crossed, she didn't want to be mean or lie. "Ashley wanna stay for lunch?" She changed the subject. "Yeah." "Good I was about to order pizza. That okay with you?" She nodded her head and Justin closed his eyes. "Could you give us a moment?" She pulled Justin into the storage room by his sleeve. "What's wrong?" "My fans think I am with Britney." He threw his hands up. "So? You aren't allowed to have female friends?" She looked at him for a second. "It's not like you are going out with anyone at lunch anyways." "You're right. Besides pizza sounds good." He returned to the waiting girl. "How do you like your pizza?" "Anything, I can pick off what I don't want." "Well I like pepperonni and canadian bacon." Michelle informed. After a round of 'sounds good' she ordered two medium pizzas. "Angie, we'll be in my office." She led her two companions to her office and had them sit down. "You in school?" Justin asked Ashley. "Yeah I am a senior." "Shouldn't you be in class?" She giggled and nodded her head. "Why aren't you?" "I'm sick, can't you tell?" She giggled. They were interupted by a knock at the door. "Come in." Michelle called while she got her purse. She was surprised to see the guys and not a pizza man. She had completely forgotten about them. She quickly made her way to them for hugs and kisses on the cheek. "Hey guys. I completely forgot about ya'll." "Guess what?" Tom, the guitarist said. "You're straight?" She giggled at his hurt expression. "No, we got a meeting at a record company!" "That's great!" She hugged them all again. "Will you come with us?" Mike asked. "Of course, when is it?" She walked to her desk to check her schedule. "Friday." Bill the bassist informed her. "At two." "Yeah, I'm free then." "You know what this means, right?" Mike questioned. "No, what?" She wrote the appointment in her book. "We won't be customers anymore. I can have a date." Ashley saw the jealousy flash in Justin's eyes when he kissed her hand. "Oh yeah, you won't will you?" She was uneasy. "So how 'bout Friday night, dinner?" "I don't think I can, I am very busy." "Well, maybe another time. Where's our CD?" Tom interrupted. "Oh yeah, follow me." She walked out of the room with all the men following her. Ashley turned to Justin and asked a very gutsy question. "Are you two together?" Her eyebrows raised questionally. "No, why?" "Nevermind." She tried to drop the subject. "No really why would you say that?" Intriqued by the fact that she would ask, when every fan knew, or supposedly knew, that he was with Britney. "Just the look in your eyes when that guy asked her out." She tried to say nonchalantly, but didn't succeede. "I didn't get a look in my eyes." He turned his head away from her. Damn women are perseptive! I hope Michelle didn't notice it. "Ok, my bad." She dropped the now uncomfortable subject. "Ok, sorry for taking so long." Michelle walked back into the room and took her seat at her desk. "The guys left?" Justin asked trying to sound normal. "Yeah, they are going to practice for thier meeting." She ran her fingers through her curly brown hair. She had to think of a way to get Mike off her back. "I have to go." Ashley stood, she was tired of the uncomfortable silences and sideways glances. "Come by any time, sorry to see you go so soon." Michelle said as she walked out of the door. "What did you do to her?" Michelle teased Justin. At least she meant to, he turned a bright shade of red and she knew he had really done something. She sighed and let her head fall onto the head rest of her chair. She settled on the first conclusion she came to, something sexual or at least a come on. She was letting a sex crazed pop star harass her customers. That may have been a bit harsh, but a lot of men had been harsh to her. Men also jumped to conclusions, she had learned this. A lot of men had labeled her stupid or easy because of her breast size. All the men thought she was easy, all the women thought she stuffed. Justin watched her with her head back and eyes closed in thought. She had drifted off into her own thoughts so quickly. Justin wondered what she was thinking about and if it was him. He was fairly sure it was, but was it good or bad? He had no idea how to find out, but he hoped it wasn't bad. What had been the last thing she said to him? What did you do to her? What did she think he was, a sex crazed pop star? He watched her for a few minutes more. She definitely thought something bad about him. Or at least men in general. This intriqued him though, it should have dismayed him and made him turn away. But it was also a challenge he wouldn't back down from. Suddenly there was a knock at the door that startled them both. |
| Chapter Six |