POA6

"Good Morning Riley" Johnny said as they headed to the airport.

"Hi" Brooke smiled.

"Ok Everyont listne up!" Johnny said and everyone turned to look at him. "Ok we're fling to New York as you should know by now as soon as we get there we're going to the hotels so you guys can change and pretty yourself up. then TRL then you have the rest of the afternoon off. Any Questions?" No one said anything.

Everyone went to the airport and boarded the plane. Brooke went in last and looked for an open seat. Then she spotted it, directly next to Chris. She quietly walked over and sat down.

"Hi there!" Chris said cheerfully.

"Hi!" Brooke said trying to sound cheerful.

"So looks like you're my plane buddy for the flight" Chris said.

"Guess so" She smiled.

"So tell me about yourself" Chris said. Jeez that's like the millionth time I've been asked that!! Brooke thought.

"What do you want to know?" Brooke asked.

"Well to tell you the truth I'm not to interested in facts. I'm more interested in your interests, hobbies, and things you enjoy." Chris replied. Brooke was shocked he seemed like the type that would talk just to hear sound coming out of your mouth and not listen to a word you replied back.

"Umm I like music, sports not watching actually playing, movies watching not playing" She joked apparently he didn't think it was too funny because he stared at her blankly. "Oookay... um yeah"

"Cool. what kind of music?" He asked.

"Just about everything, But I lean more toward Rock and Punk" she said honestly for once.

"Really?!" He asked shocked from her appearance she seemed to be a teeny bopper.

"Yeah why's that so weird?" Brooke asked.

"I don't know you just seem like-" He started before he was interrupted.

"A ditzy blonde teeny bopper" Brooke said and could have slapped herself. It was too much like something SHE would actually say.

"Umm... Yeah Kinda... sorry" Chris said.

"It's ok, it isn't that pop is bad. It's just something that I don't enjoy...as much... as other... music" Brooke tried to cover up.

"Don't worry I'm not offended or anything. To tell you the truth I don't like it much either. I mean I sing it because I can, I'm good at it, I get paid, and a million girls are inlove with you well most of them are 12 years olds but you get what i'm saying. It isn't the kind or music I prefer."

"Oh" Was all she could say. She was shocked he seemed like he could actually carry an intelligent conversation. Maybe she was wrong about him... as was everyone else in the media. (you know how everyone say's he's hyper and stuff... yeah you get what I mean)

They spoke for the entire flight about books, music, and movies and just about everything else there was to talk about on an airplane. Brooke was surprised at his intelligence and how comfortable she felt around him. She felt as if she could be herself, but in the back of her mind she scolded herself for even considering it.

They went to the hotel then TRL. Brooke had heard or Carson Daly and seen TRL a few times, but Carson looked completely different in person than on TV. (ok i dunno if that's true but work with me here!) They went back to the hotel luckily she had her own room. She was about to call Lisa when there was a knock on the door...