Nick released me from his arms. Unfortunately, of course. I smiled up at him. His blue eyes twinkled as he grinned back. He is so gorgeous.
"I can't believe this has to end," I said, still staring into his eyes.
"It doesn't," he whispered, pushing back a strand of hair that had fallen into my face.
I pulled away and gave him a look of confusion. "What?"
He laughed. "You'll see."
I looked at Lauren. She mirrored my expression. I turned to the guys. They were suppressing giggles.
"What's going on?" I said for the second time that day.
The door opened, and Dan Mason, a local radio deejay came in. He waved to me. I looked around again at everyone, bewildered. What in the world....? Dan stepped towards me, and shook my hand.
"Congratulations, you've won!" Dan exclaimed.
"Won what?" Lauren asked.
Dan shook his head. "Not you, her," he said, gesturing to me. "Brittany Shannon, you've won a trip for two, yes that's right, an all expense paid trip to Cleveland and the surrounding areas!"
I rolled my eyes. The Backstreet Boys were doubling over in laughter. I knew something was up. "Uh huh, right."
"You have!" He cried. "You and your best friend will be tour guides for the next two days, that's right, tour guides for - THE BACKSTREET BOYS!"
I jumped up in the air, my expression changing drastically. "Really? So we can hang out with them and everything?"
Dan nodded. "Yup! And right now, while the Boys are doing a sound check, and you and your friend here will be joining me at the studio for an interview. How's that?"
Lauren and I squealed. "Yes!" I ran to her and practically killed her when I jumped on her. She caught my hug, stumbling.
"WE'RE GONNA HANG OUT WITH THE BACKSTREET BOYS!" I screamed, holding her face in my hands, smushing it together. "CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?"
Lauren grabbed my hands and pulled them away. "Brittany, get a grip!"
Everyone laughed. I tried to calm down. We gave the guys hugs goodbye (I hugged Nick extra-long), and then we went with Dan Mason to the KISS 96.5 studio.
(Lauren's Point of View)
"And that was the Backstreet Boys with their latest hit, 'Shape of My Heart.' Speaking of the Boys, we have the two luckiest ladies in northeast Ohio with us now. Brittany and Lauren, say hello!"
"Hi!" we said together.
"These girls," Dan continued, "will be showing the Backstreet Boys just how awesome our very own C-town is! They will be travelling with them for the next few days that they're here, showing them various tourist spots, thanks to 96.5 KISS FM. Brittany, you won the contest today. How do you feel?"
"Very, very excited!" Britt exclaimed.
"I don't doubt it for a minute," Dan said. "Now, who is your favorite Backstreet Boy?"
"Well, I love them all a TON. But if I had to pick, I'd say Nick."
"Oh yes, he's a good-looking guy. Who is this girl you brought with you?"
"This is Lauren! She's came here to Ohio to visit and to come see the BSB in concert with me. This is even better, of course! Say 'hi,' Lauren!"
I inched closer to the mike. "Hello out there!"
Dan laughed. "And there's your radio debut. We'll be back with some more great songs right after this commercial break." Dan pushed a few buttons and then took off his headset. We did the same.
"Great job, ladies. Have fun with the guys!"
Britt and I looked at one another. "No problem," I said.
(Nick's Point of View)
"Are we done, are we done?" I asked impatiently.
Johnny sighed. "Yeah, I guess so."
"THANK GOD!" I went flying outside to the tour bus. Luckily, Bernie was inside. Unfortunately, he was sleeping.
"BERNIE!" I shouted, pounding on the door. "OPEN UP!"
He awakened suddenly, and swung open the door. I scrambled in, and raced to my bunk. Throwing blankets and baseball cards, I finally found my radio.
"Now what was the number?" I said aloud to myself. "Oh yeah." I turned the dial to 96.5.
" -- Excited!" That had to be Britt. I recognized her voice.
"I don't doubt it for a minute," the deejay said. "Now, who is your favorite Backstreet Boy?" he asked her. My heart started to thump like a rabbit.
"Well, I love them all a TON -" No crap you do, I thought. " - but if I had to pick, I'd say Nick."
I turned off the radio. That was all I needed to hear. "YES, YES, YES, YES, YES!" I started dancing and singing "Oh Sherrie," except I replaced "Sherrie" with "Brittany." Good ol' Steve Perry.
I was too busy bustin' a move to notice that I had an audience. When I turned around, AJ was staring at me out of the top of his eyeglasses.
"Did you get your first orgasm or something?"
I threw a pillow at him. "Shut up, AJ."
Some things never change.
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