| Chapter 2 "Oh my, you look stunning!" Justin said, as I opened the door. "Thank you. You look really great too." I said and smiled. "Hehe, thanks. Ya ready?" He said. "Yep, let's go." I said, as I locked my door and walked beside him out to his car. "Britney's waiting in the car." He said. "Britney?" I asked. "Yeah. Britney, my girlfriend." Justin said. "Oh, sorry, you hadn't told me that was her name. My bad." I said with a smile. "Hehe, it's okay." Justin said as he opened the door for me. Britney, his girlfriend, was sitting in the backseat and smiled to me as I climbed in. "Hi. You must be Ann." She said with a sweet smile. "Yeah, I am. Hi." I said and smiled to her. "This is gonna be so great. After what Justin told me, you sound like such a doll. We're gonna have so much fun!" She said. "Umm... yeah." I said, rolling my eyes and thinking to myself she was ditzy. "Don't mind her. She's a bit blonde sometimes." Justin whispered to me. "I heard that." Britney said from behind us. Both Justin and I laughed and Justin turned around to apologize to Britney. 20 minutes later, we were sitting in a nice restaurant. "I don't even know what half of this is." I said, studying the menu card closely. "Well, would you like chicken, steak, beef, pork, what?" Justin asked. I thought for a while. "I feel like... chicken tonight." I said and smiled. "Haha, okay. Well, you should try number 16 then. It's really good." Justin said. "Okay. I hope you're right, 'cause if you're not... well, I'm sorry, Britney, but I'd have to kick your boyfriend's butt then." I said with a playful look on my face, grinning at Justin. "Oh, that's okay. He likes that." Britney said. I looked shocked at her. "Kidding!" She said and laughed. "Haha, phew, you got me worried there, girl." I said and smiled to her. "Okay, no more of Justin's ass tonight. Everybody know what they want?" He asked and looked at me, then at Britney. "Yep." Britney and I said at the same time. Justin looked at us. "You're wicked." He said. A waiter came along to take our orders and while we waited on our food, we chitchatted. "So, Ann, Justin tells me you're from Denmark." Britney said. I nodded as I took a sip of my ice water. "Yep, that's true." I said. "Cool. I've been there once." She said and smiled. "You have? Oh, wow. Did you like it there?" I asked. Britney smiled. "To tell you the truth, I don't remember much of it. I was only there for a day, doing my job." She said. "Well, okay then." I said. "Ann, I was wondering, what kinda music do you like?" Justin interrupted. "Justin! Britney and I were actually talking." I said, pretended to be offended. "Yeah, dude. What's your problem?" Britney added, as she pretended to be offended too. "Oh God... two Britney's, this can never be good." Justin laughed. "Haha, nice try." I mocked sarcastically. Britney winked at me. "You go, girl." She said with a smile. "Whatever. But what kinda music do you like?" Justin asked again. "Pretty much anything. As long as it sounds good, I don't care. I don't like stuff like Marilyn Manson or techno or stuff like that." I said. "Do you like pop?" Justin asked. "Yeah. I guess that's what I listen to mostly. Pop, rock and R & B." I said. "Alright. Who're your favorite artists?" He asked. "Well, I haven't really kept up with the music industry the last couple of years, 'cause I've been really busy with taking my exam in web designing. But I like Destiny's Child and Backstreet Boys." I said and smiled. Justin and Britney exchanged looks and I looked confused at them. "What's wrong?" I asked, confused. "Oh, nothing. I was just wondering - have you ever heard of a band called 'N Sync?" Justin asked. "'N Sync, 'N Sync... hmm... nope, don't think I have." I said, scanning through my mind, "Why?" "Well, because... I am Justin Timberlake of 'N Sync." Justin said. I smiled. "That's cool." I said. "You don't seem that impressed?" Justin asked. I shrugged. "I dunno. Should I be impressed?" I asked. "Well, erm, most 15-year old girls would die to be in your shoes right now." Justin said and smiled. "Well, that's cool for them. But like I said, I haven't really kept up with the music industry. But who knows, maybe one day I'll remember this and spaz out thinking of it?" I said. Justin smiled. "Maybe." He said. "Justin, you had your 5 minutes of fame, my turn. Ok, look, girl. I'm Britney Spears. Anything?" She said, looking at me. "Oh yeah! You're that "hit me baby, one more time"-chick, right?" I said, relieved I knew who she was. Britney laughed. "That's right." She said. "Hehe, yay, I was right. The first day I move to another country and I meet two celebrities. How lucky am I?" I asked and Justin and Britney softly laughed. Story Index Next Chapter |