| * * * �Oh my God! And then, a Backstreet Boy walks right past me and then I see, get this, Brad Pitt! I almost died.� �I didn�t see anyone famous there! All I saw were waiters and old men in suits talking about stocks.� �Oh, man. Did you miss out? Brad Pitt was� wow. But he was with that lil� Jennifer Aniston, but yeah. And then-� �How long did you have reservations for?� �I don�t know. My friends kind of have� connections. I attempted to get �em but, oh well, I was there. Yeah, and then I saw-� �But I thought you could only get in if you-� �Billionaire or a celeb?� The girl leaned forward on her elbows and folded her hands conspiratorially, with a glint in her eye that made Julie feel like she was watching the Godfather all over again. �Yeah, but I didn�t-� �Julie Ruscioelli, correct?� Julie nodded dumbly. The girl stuck her hand out amiably, suddenly sitting up ramrod straight. �Teresa Chase. Reese to most everyone else except for them two that-a-way.� Julie watched as Reese pointed a finger down at two young guys sitting near the door. She made eye contact with one, who immediately stared back down at their table, and bouncing his knee up and down, restlessly. * * * Justin kept watching Julie�s face for any sign of expression when all of a sudden in the corner of his eye, he saw Teresa move her arm towards them. It was like they were in slow motion. Julie had nodded slowly and Teresa had replied. Then out of nowhere, her arm shot out towards them, like she was pointing directly at him. Justin�s gaze followed straight down Teresa�s outstretched index finger, causing him to go cross-eyed. His eyes dropped down to the table. �She�s pointing at me,� he whispered, frantically. �Teresa told her. She told her that I think that she�s hot. I mean, cute. I don�t think she�s hot she�s nowhere close to hot okay, maybe� But she�s cuter than hot no she�s not cute she�s not even cute she�s ugly she�s a bitch�� JC barely caught the indiscernible babblings escaping from Justin�s mouth. �Whoa, slow down, Turbo.� Justin frowned and glanced over at the two girls across the room. Teresa had continued on her talking spree, but Julie was still looking at them. Justin�s eyes hit the table again. * * * �They look so familiar,� Julie whispered, gazing at the two across the room. �Well, at least the one with the curly-� �Yeah, he�s the one you kicked out of your restaurant-� Teresa glanced down at her watch. �An hour and a half ago.� Julie had a confused look on her face. ��Do you know who I am? I am Justin fucking Timberlake, lady�,� Teresa repeated, hoping to arouse Julie�s memory, �Remember now?� Julie let out a little squeal. �God, he�s your friend? I am so sorry.� She shook her head and realized what she had just said. �I mean, not sorry that he�s your friend- He�s probably not as bad- I�m so sorry, I had you all kicked out� But, God, he is just a little son of a-� Teresa laughed. �Yeah, I know.� * * * �Oh my God, they�re talking about me. I know it. I just know it. Teresa always gets that evil look on her face when she starts talking about me�� �Teresa always has an evil look on her face.� �I mean, eviler. Whoa� Is that a word?� JC rolled his eyes at his younger friend. �Man, you�re right.� Justin lifted his head off the table and looked up at JC. �Since when was I right about anything?� He paused letting the words reverberate back into his brain. �Wow, I just set myself up there, big time, huh?� JC rolled his eyes, letting this one insult pass, knowing it was just too easy. �Yeah, so what am I right about?� �The Julie chick is cute.� �I DON�T THINK SHE�S CUTE!� �Cute� hot� whatever.� JC waved an arm wildly when Teresa pointed at them again. �I don�t think she�s cute,� Justin repeated, letting his head fall back into his folded arms, �I�m never going see her again. And I�m glad�� JC laughed at Justin's stubborness. From the first time he met Justin, he had always been stubborn. "Sure, Justin. Whatever you say." Justin was starting to protest again, but JC stuck up his hand up, basically to signal he didn't give a shit. Justin's eyes were completely attached on Julie and Teresa, laughing away in their own little world. He knew Teresa was purposely torturing him by talking to her, or maybe she didn't know. But deep inside his head it all lead him to wonder what they were saying about him, and what Julie thought about him. Not like he cared or anything. |