*3 Hours Later*

"Hey Fay... what's up?"

I turned around slowly, after hearing someone talking to me. But I knew who it was. Nick. I didn't want to talk to him, not right now. I was still messed up, worrying about what I was going to do about Kent, and I still wasn't sure if I was ok with Cher and Nick going out.

The group breakfast was fun. The five of us girls sat with Christina, Aaron and Rowdy. We had alot of fun. The BSB and soulDecision sat at the table across from us. After we ate, they set up a "meet n' greet" table, and everyone, except us and Rowdy, sat down and did an autograph session for about half an hour. I think we all felt a little left out, us and Rowdy, so when Christina made room for us to sit down with her, we were really happy. Although we only signed a few autographs, for the last few fans, it was really cool. We left there at exactly noon.

Now we were back at the arena, I thought that BSB were supposed to be doing their soundcheck right now, but, apparently, they're not. Nick was standing in the entertainment room, behind me. I was hesitant to reply to him, but I didn, after a good minute or two.

"Hey... hey Nick." I said to him, looking at the wall behind him.

"So... um, I just wanted to straighten a few things out with you." he said. I nodded, but said,

"Aren't you supposed to be doing your soundcheck?"

"No, Aaron volenteered to go first." Nick replied, "Um, yeah, can I sit down?" he asked. I nodded, and watched him sit across from me.

"So, what do you want to talk about?" I asked him stupidly.

"Just, well, I heard your dancers talking earlier, and they were saying that you think I'm using Cher, just to upset you or something." he said sadly.

"What? No... no I never said that. They think that, I swear I don't. If Cher is happy with you, then I don't care." I told him.

"Oh, good. I was hoping you didn't really say that. So, you're ok with me and Cher?" he asked. I nodded.

"Of course, why would I mind?" I asked. He didn't say anything. "I was wondering something though... why did you tell me you'd always like me and that I'm special and whatever, and then go and ask out one of my best friends? I think that's a little weird."

"Oh... well, I finally came to realize that you don't want to be with me, and you never will, so... I mean, I have to move on. And Cher is really cool, so..." he said, not really knowing what to say.

"It's not that I didn't want to be with you. If Fox wasn't in the picture, then we'd be together, me and you. But I'm sorry. I love Fox." I told him. He looked down at his hands, and then ran his hand through his short blonde hair.

"I know, I understand. I just don't want you to think I'm a player or whatever, just cuz I asked out Cher." he said.

"Don't worry. I don't." I finished.

"Ok, good... so we're still friends?" he asked.

"Always." I told him. He grinned.

"You know..." he whispered, right before he stood up, "I will always like you. And you are special to me." I smiled.

"Thanks, Nick." I finished. Then he stood up and left the entertainment room, leaving me all alone, to do some more thinking.

*5 Hours Later; our dressing room*

It was almost 6pm. We were done our soundcheck, and Rowdy was busy doing theirs. Aaron took Joey outside again to meet some fans that showed up early. Tony, Luke and Fox were hanging out with Kevin, Brian and Howie in the entertainment room. Me, Cher, Marce and Dare were in our dressing room.

"So... that meet 'n greet at the resturant was pretty cool, huh?" Marce asked, breaking our silence. That seemed to happen alot lately. It's only be a week, not even, and we're already at the point when we have nothing to say to each other. That can't be good.

"It was cool, yeah." Dare agreed, smiling.

I guess I was still "not talking" to Cher, just because she was a little bitchy earlier. She didn't know that I talked to Nick and we were fine.

"Are you two fighting?" Dare asked us, looking at me. Cher shrugged.

"I don't know, are we Fay?" she asked rudely. I shrugged.

"I don't know, should we be?" I asked.

"No, you shouldn't be fighting. We're supposed to be best friends here. Ohhh, the guy that had a crush on Fay asked Cher out, who cares?" Marce yelled, annoyed. I nodded.

"Yeah, we shouldn't be fighting, Cher, I'm sorry. I talked to Nick and we're cool. It's all good." I replied, smiling at Cher. She forced a smile, but I could tell she was still upset about something. But I didn't ask. She didn't say another word, which I thought was rude. She didn't even say she was sorry. I gave Marce and Dare a sad look and then excused myself and left the dressing room.

*Same time; Entertainment Room*

"Do you think Nick still likes Fay, even though he's with Cher?" Tony asked his brothers, and he played the pinball machines yet again.

"I do. He acts all weird around her, still. I think he should just give up, he's never going to take Fay away from Foxy." Luke laughed.

"Thanks, Luke, but he's the big, famous, rich Backstreet Boy... and if Fay wanted him, she'd be with him right now. But she doesn't, she wants me." Fox said cutely.

I stood outside the entertainment room, listening to their every word. I got upset. I didn't want them talking about my personal life, just out in the open like that. I opened the door and barged into the room. They saw that I was upset, right away.

"What's wrong with you?" Tony wondered, looking at me quickly.

"Oh, you don't know? I don't want you, any of you, talking about me like that. I don't want the whole world to know about my personal life!" I screamed, looking right at Fox.

"Baby, sorry... we didn't mean to make you mad." Fox told me, opening up his arms. Part of me wanted to hug him, but the angry part didn't.

"Well, too late, I'm mad. If I ever hear you talking about my life again, I'll fuckin' never talk to you again. Is that clear?" I asked the three of them. They were all shocked. Tony and Luke shook their heads "yes" but Fox didn't. He just stared at me. He actually looked like he was going to cry. I just gave him a rude look and stomped out of the room again.

As I walked down the hall, with no destination, I felt tears in my eyes. I didn't want to cry. But how could I have been so bitchy to them? They're like my best friends, and I just screamed at them over a stupid conversation. I ran to the public washroom, not in the dressing room, and locked myself in a stall. I began crying my eyes out. Earlier that morning I'd found out I was on my period, which didn't help the situation at all. I was still debating whether or not to tell Dare about Kent. And maybe Nick dating Cher did bother me. I didn't no why, but I was beginning to think that way.

After about ten minutes of constant crying, I heard some voices and realized there was some one else in the washroom. I wiped my face and sat up.

"Uh... Fay? Is that... you?" a voice asked. It was Christina, I could tell. I wondered who was with her. If it was any of the girls, I wasn't going to come out. I didn't want them to see me freaking out like this, over something so stupid.

"Y-yeah... who's with you?" I asked.

"Just a few of my dancers... you ok?" she asked back, concerned. She just recently started acting like our big sister, which was a good thing.

"Yeah, I'm alright." I opened the stall door and walked over to her and two of her female dancers. "I just needed to let it all out, you know?"

"Yeah, you... you wanna talk about it?" she asked. I think she was the only person I did want to talk to right now. I nodded. So she turned to her dancers and said, "Girls, can you leave us alone for a few minutes?" They both nodded and left quickly. Then Christina turned back to me, waiting for me to start talking.

"You wanna know everything?" I asked her.

"Yeah, I promise I won't say anything." she replied.

"That's alright, everyone already knows practically everything..." I smiled. The two of us sat on the floor in the washroom. "Alright... well... everything started on the first day, when Fox, my boyfriend, got jealous when I was flirting with Nick. But he wasn't my boyfriend then. Then Fox and I talked for awhile, and realized we should get together. So we got together, and we were so happy. I was so happy. But I didn't know how to tell Nick. Then he saw us making out and freaked out on me. So..." I said, and took a breath before I started again, "Um... then I talked to Nick again, and we were cool, you know, friends. And I was happy again. Everything was cool. Until my dad called and told me about my little sister. Then the girls all got mad at me because I was leaving. And Fox was upset too. I went home, and I was finally relaxed and chillin' with my sisters, right?" I asked. Christina nodded. She didn't want to interrupt by saying anything. "Then I went over to Dare's boyfriend's house to hang out with him for the evening. And... surprise-surprise, guess what he did?" I asked.

"He... made a move on you?" she asked, reading my mind. I nodded.

"Exactly. He kissed me. But he said how sorry he was and how he was just so lonely in Jackson, without Dare... so I forgave him. But I told him I was going to tell Dare about it, but I haven't yet. I'm scared she'll turn against me, like Cher and Joey have." I said sadly.

"What do you mean? Cher and Joey are still mad at you?" she asked.

"I'm not sure. Joey hasn't really talked to me all day. I think she's still mad about the party. And Cher... she was just being a bitch. I hate to say it, but she was. I think she thinks she's better than me because she's with Nick and I'm not." I sighed.

"That doesn't sound like the Cher I know." Christina said. I nodded.

"I know. That's not like her at all. But... the reason I'm in here crying is because I just bitched out all three of my dancers, including my boyfriend, for no good reason." I finished, putting my face in my hands.

"Man, it's gonna be ok, Fay. You're allowed to be stressed out for the first few weeks. Keep in mind, you've never had to deal with any of this stuff before. Sometimes everyone just needs to let it all out." Christina smiled, and gave me a hug.

"Thanks, Christina, that means alot to me. You're a good friend." I replied, and hugged her again.