*2 Days Later; Minneapolis, Minnesota*

The past two days we've been in Indiana and Missouri, and now we're in Minnesota. We had another full day off yesterday. All we did was hang out, and did absolutely nothing. Fox and I made-out pretty serious, I swear, we could've gone too far. But we didn't, and I'm so glad.

Alright, I had a long talk with my girls and we're all cool, everyone. Joey said that she's not mad at me, she was just upset, but she showed it by acting like she was mad. Cher said that she was mad at me. She explained that she was jealous because Nick was so obsessed with me at first, and didn't bother with her at all. And then all of a sudden he asks her out, so she felt like she was being used. But Nick told her he wasn't using her, so she got mad at me. Argh, I know, confusing. It's all good now, though. The only thing I'm still worrying about is telling Dare about Kent. I told Joey about it, how he kissed me. She promised not to tell Dare, because I wasn't even sure if I was going to tell her.

Now it's Thursday June 11th, and we're in Minneapolis. We've never been here before. It's really nice. We're performing at a venue called the Target Center tonight, and right now we're backstage. It's so huge, it's crazy. We've done six shows already, and this is one of the hugest places. We're in total awe of it.

"Where the hell is Cher?"

The door to our dressing room barged open and in ran Nick Carter. I sighed, just seeing his adorable smile and his bright blue eyes. I still felt something for him, I just didn't know what.

"She's over there... but don't bother her, alright? She's listening to the new tunes we just got from Jimmy." Joey told Nick, looking up at him. Nick nodded, but said,

"Can I just go say 'hi'?"

"Fine, but don't blame us if she yells at you." Marce smiled.

"Alright, thanks." he finished. Then he walked across the room to where Cher was listening to her discman. Her headphones covered her ears, and she faced the wall. Nick tapped her shoulder. She turned around and smiled. She took the headphones off.

"Hey Nick, what's up?" she asked him.

"Just wanted to say 'hi', the girls said you're busy so I'll leave you alone." Nick replied.

"Yeah, I really have to concentrate, you know? We were given all these songs, that just have the music, you know?" she asked, he nodded. He'd been through that many times before. "Yeah... I've got to write the lyrics for a few, well... at least start." she finished.

"Alright, uh, the guys and I have a magazine interview in an hour, so we're heading out. I think we'll be back around 2pm." he told her. She looked at her watch, and it was just after 10am. Then she nodded at him.

"Ok, see ya later, then?" Cher half-asked. Nick nodded back. He leaned down quickly and gave her a quick kiss on her lips. She smiled as she watched him leave our dressing room. Then, without a word to us, she slipped the headphones back on her ears and turned on the music again.

Slightly confused about the situation, the four of us glanced at each other and shrugged. I sunk lower into the big, soft cushion on the couch. I could tell something was wrong with Cher and Nick already. After only five days of being together, I can tell that the "fire" that was there in the beginning, is already dying. Cher just doesn't look as happy to see him as she did before. And I don't think that Nick feels that same either. Except he still gives me the same look, everytime he looks at me. I hate it, but I also love it, deep down inside.

"So... who's doing their soundcheck right now?" Dare broke the silence between us. This time it wasn't a bad silence, though.

"No one, Aaron starts at 11am." Joey said. The soundchecks were beginning to get very unorganized. We don't mind though.

"So, you girls wanna go stand on the huge fucken' stage again?" Marce yelled, jumping us. We knew we weren't supposed to curse, but we did, once in awhile. We all agreed and just before we left, I went over to Cher to tell her we were leaving.

"Cher, we're going to go check out this place again, ok?" I asked her. She nodded.

"Sure, I'll be here. I'm actually working hard right now, you know, I don't wanna stop." she smiled.

"Oh, of course. See ya." I finished. Then I turned back around and followed Dare, Joey and Marce out of the dressing room.

*5 Hours Later; Our Soundcheck*

"I know you want me around, every single day-"

I sung into the headset that was on my head, but was interupted, yet again, by Jamal.

"Fay, I'm sorry, it's every single day. Just emphisize the beginning of 'every'." he told me. I took a deep breath. I knew he was right, but I hate being wrong, especially when I was singing.

"Alright, I know..." I finished. Then I continued my verse,

"I know you want me around, every single day, so that's where I'll be found... oh yeah."

Jamal smiled at me, as the five of us continued on to the sing the chorus. I wouldn't ever say Jamal pushed us too hard. He doesn't. We love what we're doing. I'm putting my all into it, we all are. And Jamal, Jimmy and Trevor know that. We love performing. But we hate being boring, and doing the same thing every show. So we like to spice things up with changes and stuff. It makes it alot more fun. Deep down inside of all five of us, we loved Jamal, Jimmy and Trev, and we knew we would never be where we are, if it wasn't for them.

We finished the soundcheck around 3:30pm. Tony and Luke had still be acting a little weird around us. All of us. And we were pretty sure they were jealous of the BSB. Fox wasn't though. And I was so happy because of that. He trusted me enough that I wouldn't think about Nick in any other way, but friends.

"Foxy, you busy?" I asked Fox, as we were packing up from the soundcheck.

"Of course not, why?" he asked.

"I was wondering if you wanted to go somewhere private to, you know..." I whispered in his ear. He grinned. Not even when he was mad, could he resist making out with me.

"I'd love to, but you know that there are no private places backstage at any arenas or venues." he replied, kissing my lips softly. I kissed him back for a moment, but pulled away not too long after.

"Jeffery left Jimmy the keys to our bus, and it's right outside in the parking lot." I whispered back. He grinned again.

"Man, that sounds awesome. Let me just tell my brothers, ok?" he asked me. I nodded. Then he walked away to tell his brothers.

I went over to Dare and told her where I was going. She said she'd tell the girls. Then I went and found Jimmy, who gave me the keys to the bus. I was kind of excited as I went back over to where Fox and his brothers were talking. They all stopped and turned to me.

"Hey, Fay..." Luke forced a smile. I smiled back, and grabbed Fox's hand.

"Are you guys still mad at me?" I asked them. They said nothing. "I'm sorry for flipping out on you the other day. I was being a bitch, and that was uncalled for. I'm really sorry." I told Tony and Luke.

"It's... it's ok. We're fine." Tony told me, also forcing a smile.

"If you say so... come on Foxy." I told Fox, and pulled him away from his brothers.

The two of us left the building together, holding hands. Since it was still early, there was no one outside yet. We walked for a few more minutes, until we reached the bus. I unlocked it and we got inside. I locked it again and put the keys on the table. Without a word, I pushed him down onto the large couch in the middle section, and layed onto of him. But before we started going crazy again, he spoke in a sweet voice.

"I wanna apologize... for both me and my brothers."

"What? Why?" I asked back.

"We had no reason to be talking about you like we were. Tony and Luke don't have girlfriends, and they want girlfriends, so they're jealous of me. Plus they're jealous of the BSB who are big and rich and famous, you know, and we're just dancers." he started, "But... I wouldn't change my life if I could. I wouldn't change my career, and neither would Tony or Luke. We want to be dancing with you girls forver." he finished. In reply, I leaned close and kissed his lips.

"Thank you so much. I wouldn't change my life either. Not only because we're on this awesome tour... but because you guys are our dancers... and I love you, Fox." I told him, grinning.

"I love you too, baby." he finished.

I don't think either of us said another word for the next hour. Our lips hardly even seperated, and when they did, his lips were kissing my neck or shoulders. I knew I was liking it too much, I knew we had to stop. But I didn't want to. I looked at my watch at 5pm, and knew we still had over an hour. So when he started rubbing my back with his strong hands, and then moved them to my ass, I didn't stop him. I think he was surprised by that. He kept rubbing. Then he slipped my tank top over my head and threw it onto the floor. He kissed my shoulders again, as his hands wandered around my bare back. I managed to get his baggy t-shirt over his head and I was taken away by how awesome he looked without his shirt. I put my mouth on his shoulder and then moved down and started kissing his chest. He freaked out, in a good way. He was enjoying it, alot. He wasn't sure if talking would ruin the moment, but he was willing to take the chance.

"Baby... this is... awesome... can I... take my pants... off?" he mumbled, half moaning as I sucked on his nipples lightly. I gulped, knowing I should say no. But my head nodded 'yes'.

So he fiddled around for a minute, trying to make his hands steady enough to unbuckle his jeans. When he finally got them undone, he slipped them down to his ankles, not able to get them totally off. I didn't mind though. Feeling the beginning of his erection against my body was enough to make me crazy. But, although I didn't want him to, he spoke again,

"Fay... you know I love you?" he asked the stupid question again. Of course I knew. I just nodded, not talking, still. "I wanna hear your voice, baby, tell me you're ok." he practically demanded. I smiled at his words.

"I'm ok, I'm great. This is good." I replied, finding my voice.

He continued kissing my lips then, and I kissed him back. I knew he wanted to go further though, and I also knew we couldn't.

"Fay, are we going to... you know?" he asked, not even sure whether or not he should ask. "You know, are we going to have sex?" he finished his question, after a minute.

"Eventually, of course, I want to. We love each other and we should experience that, together. But not... not today." I finished, looking down sadly at him. I think he wanted to do it, right then.

"Oh... ok..." he said even more sadly. "Let me know when you're ready."

"Oh, Foxy, no... I'm ready now, I swear." I told him.

"Well then... why can't we do it?" he asked, confused.

"I'm... I'm sort of on my... I'm on my period." I told him, a little embarrased by it. He understood right away.

"Oh, ok... sorry baby. How... how much longer?" he asked, not really sure how it all worked.

"Probably two more days..." I laughed at his cuteness. He was so adorable. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time to have sex." I sighed. He nodded.

I'm glad we didn't do it then, but deep down inside, I knew I was ready and I wanted to have sex with him.