That's The Way Life Goes 
Chapter 2
by JeN
(C)by JeN and used with permission on this site.
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This story is strictly fiction and not meant to imply anything about anyone 
in the Backstreet Boys or Nsync or anyone connected to them. All other 
besides BSB and Nsync are fictional and any resemblance to people living or
dead is purely coincidental. 
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****Hey, you've reached Sara.  I'm not here right now...or maybe I just don't 
feel like talking to you.  So, leave a message and if I feel like it later 
I'll call ya back****

"Um...Sara...this is...Justin Timberlake.  I was just wondering if you could 
give me a call back later.  My cell number is 1-904-555-0311.  Thanks..."

Justin hung up the phone and looked over at Lance.  "Well, I called her.  So, 
I guess we'll just wait and see if she bothers to call back."  Lance rolled 
his eyes, "For all the people in the world to develop a crush on, he would 
pick AJ McLean's wife."
"Well, I mean...technically she's not his wife anymore right?  Since..."
"I don't know how that works.  But...c'mon.  Do you honestly think this will 
happen?"
"If it gets him to shut the hell up about her I really don't care.  How many 
more times can you listen to him practically recite that article over and 
over?"
Lance shook his head, "He's getting as bad as one of our fans.  Did you know 
he cut out the picture of her in there and hung it up?"
"No, he did not."
Lance nodded, "He did."

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"Thanks for watching him Kevin.  He is no fun to take shopping anymore.  
Everything is, 'Momma, AJ needs that.'  Who knew a two year old needed 
everything in an entire mall."
Kevin laughed, "no problem, Sara.  You might have some messages.  We stayed 
outside most of the day."
"That doesn't suprise me.  Soccer all day I bet."
"You know it.  He's in his room playing Star Wars right now."
Sara smiled, "He didn't make you play?"
"I was on my way when you got here actually.  I guess you'll get voted into 
being Princess Leia now instead of me."
"Oh good.  I think I'm better suited for that role anyways."
"You don't think I could make a good Princess?  So, my hair's not that long, 
I can't do the braid thing, but I would make an *excellant* Leia."
Sara couldn't help but laugh.  "Right.  Leia on steroids."
"I should be offended."
"MOMMAAA!!"  Little AJ came running into the room.
"Hey sweetness.  Were you good for Kevin?"
"Uh huh.  Play soccer."
"You did?  What else?"
"Eat cookies."
"Wow.  Sounds like you guys had fun."
"Uh huh.  Watch daddy."
Sara leaned down and picked him up.  "You watched daddy?"
"Mmhmm."
"He saw the videos.  I hope that's okay."
"No, yeah...that's fine.  He likes to do that sometimes."
"C'mon momma.  Play Sta Was"
"Okay honey.  I'll be right there."
Little AJ squirmed out of Sara's grasp and ran towards his room.
"I didn't know...if he could.  And..."
"Kevin...it's fine.  Really."
Kevin nodded.  "Alright, well...I'm gonna go then."
"K.  Thanks again."
"No problem."  

"MOMMA!"
"AJ honey, I'm coming.  Just let me check the messages."

<<"Um...Sara...this is...Justin Timberlake.  I was just wondering if you 
could give me a call back later.  My cell number is 1-904-555-0311.  
Thanks...">>

"Justin Timberlake?  What in the world would he be calling me about?"
Sara shrugged and made her way into AJ's room. 
"I guess I'll call him back later."