*December 1st, 2000*
*Chloe's Perspective*
"Just hit me with the truth, girl you more than welcome to...," Justin Timberlake sang, as I danced behind him. The crowd at Madison Square Gardens was screaming their lungs off, as I tirelessly danced along side *N Sync. I was greatful this was the last song for this evening's performance. I had been dancing for over 45 tourdates with *N Sync now, and I was tired. I wanted to go home, just as much as JC, Lance, Joey, Chris, and Justin did. We were all exhausted, and thank goodness we have only three shows to go. Three more stints here in Madison Square Gardens, and I was free to go home. I was even thinking about paying my parents a surprise visit, but I knew it would be a bad idea. My parents had tickets to the Lion King tonight and they were taking Emma. I'll be left home with Lily and she's been so bitchy lately.
I watched as we jumped into the bridge of the song, and felt a sudden urge of electricity fill my body. I jumped, kicked, swang, and tapped by way through the last minute or so of the song, and ended on the floor in front of Justin. I saw the guys' flash huge smiles at the audience, bow, and thank all the thousands of fans that had braved the storm to come see them perform tonight. I bounced up, as the guys disappeared backstage, and followed my best friend and dance partner named Sara backstage. We all raided the water bottles, and took a quick breather. Nobody spoke until all of us had finished our water bottles.
"Great show everyone!" yelled our cherographer, and we all applauded.
"Chloe, you were off," said another one of the dancers named Stephanie. Her and I did not get along because she always criticizing my dancing. She was convinced I got this gig because my dad was Gerard Whitehorn, Jive Records President.
"Chloe did perfect," Sara stuck up for me. You gotta love Sara. She's wonderful. Her and I have been best friends since we both danced for Britney Spears on her first promotional tour.
"No she didn't," Stephanie snapped, as she glared at Sara. Sara and I turned our backs away, and headed for our dressnig rooms.
"What a bitch," Sara muttered, as we entered the dancer's dressing room. We walked into to see three separate vases filled with red roses, on the coffee table.
"Omigoodness!" I commented, as Sara and I raced over to see who they were from. Stephanie, Sara, and I had each received one, and I took the envelope that had my name inscripted across the front. I opened it quickly to reveal a message from *N Sync:
To: Chloe Thanks for being such a wonderful dancer! We lova ya! Love: *N Sync
Sara showed me for card, and it had a similiar message written on her card. We both exchanged looks, and knew we had to run and thank *N Sync.
"We'd better shower first!" Sara suggested, as Stephanie came into the room. Sara and I raced to the bathroom, while Stephanie bitched and complained about my dancing. We turned on the radio in the room, and turned up Y100. We sang along to every song that came on, as we both changed into similiar outfits, although mine was more flashier. Sara placed her long, braided black hair into a ponytail, and put on jeans, and a DKNY sweatshirt. I settled with a short leather skirt, a hot pink halter that revealed my new, improved breasts, and a warm sweater to place around my hips. Before you think I'm gross or something, I'll tell you why I got breast implants. I absolutely hate it when people bitch and complain about them, and they don't even hear me out first about why I got them.
You see, my mother and Lily were blessed with big breasts. I wasn't. I have suffered all through my teenaged years, having nothing. I'd buy push-up bras, those silicone fake breasts, and even the fascinating water bra. Nothing worked! I was still so small, you couldn't even notice anything. So, that's when I decided to get breast implants. I went from a 32A to 36C. Lots of people noticed, but I am proud of them. And one more thing! Britney did not get breast implants! I know this because she is actually a good friend of mine and I danced for her. She had a growth spurt. I guess that's another one of my pet peeves. I hate when people assume something that is not even true. Lily does that all the time. She is so stereotypical. She thinks I'm an airhead because I like to wear tight clothes, but she is so stuck up, she wonders why she never gets a boyfriend. Oh well. Lily and I do not get along. Well, we do, but she is so two-faced and stuck up. She has no social life, and I do. I think she's very jealous of me.
And yes, I do love myself! I think I look really hot. I have long, blond hair, big, blue eyes, and the perfect body. I am extremely proud of it, and it doesn't surprise me when numerous guys admire me and want to date me. I love boys. I am a bit boy crazy, but that's okay. The one thing it wouldn't expect from me though is that I am still a virgin. Unbelievable huh? You see, I have morals. People don't think I do because of the way I dress, but I do. I believe in substaining from sex, well not until you get married, but until you meet someone really special that you love with all your heart. I have yet to meet this person. I've had many boyfriends, but most of them turned out to be scumballs. Most of them dated me for the way I look. I am not down with that at all. I want to be loved for who I am and for my body. See? You probably did judge me before you knew me. I bet you called me a blond-haired, bimbo airhead that screwed every guy that crossed my path. Well, that is not me, except for the blond hair. I really am a nice, friendly person who is down-to-earth. That just shows you not to judge a book by it's cover. Lily does that all the time and it drives me insane.
"Nice little outfit Chloe," Stephanie sneered at me, and I flashed her the finger. I hate Stephanie. She is such a bitch. She's the airhead and the bimbo. "Oh, so mature."
"Whatever," I snapped back at Stephanie, and followed Sara out of the room. We walked past about 15 *N Sync fans, and the looks they gave us, but especially me, were absolutely horrendous. The one other thing I hate is that all these little teenyboppers are constantly trying to fight with me and they all think I am dating Justin. They call me all the classic names- bitch, hoe, whore-whatever comes to their minds. I just ignore them, but after a while, I really get sick of it.
"Look at her," laughed a little 14-year-old fan that was wearing too much make-up. "She's a skank."
"And why would you think I'm a skank?" I snapped back at her. These little girls were pissing me off majorly.
"Because you dress like one," she snapped at me, and gave a deadly stare.
"Like you could ever get Justin," I told her, and you should have seen the hurt expression that transformed on her face. I felt kind of bad, but not bad enough to apologize. I am sick of people judging me. It's really unneccessary.
"Nice one Chloe," Sara laughed, and we high-fived each other. We headed down towards *N Sync's dressing rooms, and were not surprised to see the door open, and food being thrown every which way. I felt something furry slip past my feet and looked down to see Chris' adorable pug named Busta.
"Busta, what are you doing?" I asked, leaning down to pick the sweet thing up. Busta licked my face, and then stuck his tongue out.
"Busta, leave Chloe alone!" Chris told the dog, as he came over to take him from me, but I wouldn't let go.
"He's mine," I teased Chris, as I entered their dressing room. I walked into observe Joey with no shirt on, Justin in his boxers, and JC in a towel. "Get dressed boys. Sara and I don't want to go blind."
"Will you get naked for us?" Joey flirted with me, and I knew him a dirty Look.
"Maybe for everyone else, but not for you Joey," I told him, and all the other guys laughed. Busta and I flounced down on their pizza-covered, and empty pop can covered couch. "Don't you guys ever clean up?"
"Nah," Justin smiled goofy at me, as he pulled on some jeans. "Did you guys get the roses?"
"Yeah thanks," Sara replied, as she picked up one of the last pieces of pizza, and began eating it. "Great pizza."
"Just help yourself," JC teased her, and Sara gave him a worried expression.
"Sorry!" Sara dropped the pizza into the box, half-eaten, and JC looked at her in surprise.
"I was joking!" JC told her, and Sara winked at him.
"So was I!" Sara told him, and JC leaped forward, and began tickling her. Justin came towards me, but I took Busta and allowed the dog's sobbling tongue to look Justin's face.
"Come near me Curly, and Busta's gonna lick you to death!" I warned him, and Justin backed away, wiping the dog slobber off with a napkin. The other guys laughed, as JC tickled Sara, and she laughed so hard, she was hiccuping. I had to laugh to, as I looked up to see Stephanie dance into the room. The nerve of that bitch.
"Hi boys!" Stephanie flirted, as she gave them all unwanted hugs. "Hi Sara! Hi Chloe!"
"Oh, go screw off," I replied to her, and Stephanie sent me another dirty Look.
"Whatever Chloe," Stephanie told me, a little too loudly. "You need to grow up, but also you need to learn how to dress. Don't you realize it's below zero outside?"
"Stephanie, don't even go there!" I warned her, as I stood up. "Goodbye boys. You can get me when you rid this room of all the trash!"
"Oh you little-!" Stephanie muttered at me, but Busta and I exited the room. Sara stayed behind because she has a major crush on JC, and he was always flirting with her. They never hooked up though. Oh well. I sank back to my dressing room, and closed the door behind me. I went, sat on the plush, leather couch, and reached for the remote control. I, suddenly, heard my cell phone jingle, and I jumped up to answer it.
"Hello?" I said into the receiver, as I let Busta down to snif around.
"Hi Chloe!" sang Lily into the phone, and I had to roll my eyes.
"Yeah Lily?" I sighed into the phone. "What do you want?"
"Did I catch you at a bad time?" Lily asked, and I felt a little bad for snapping at her.
"No, not a bad time," I replied nicely, and sank into the couch. "How are you?"
"Bored," Lily answered, and I could really hear how bored she was. "You?"
"Just chilling," I told her, as Busta jumped onto the couch, and settled down for a nap in my lap. "You have any plans tonight?"
"Not really," Lily replied, as I stroked Busta's brown fur. "You?"
"I don't know," I replied, as I heard the door open. Chris entered, and I handed Busta over to him. He quickly left, wanting to give me some privacy for my phone call.
"Want to do something together?" Lily asked me all of a sudden, and I swear if you saw the Look I gave, it would have been pure shock. Lily never wanted to spend time with me, and when she did, it was always because she wanted something.
"Seriously?" I asked, and I knew Lily recognized the shock in my voice.
"Why not?" Lily answered back, as I saw Sara and Justin come into the room. I told Lily one moment and I questioned Sara and Justin about their plans.
"We were going to check out that new club named Pure Sugar," Justin informed me. "Want to come?"
"Yeah sure, but can Lily come to?" I asked them, and both fo them gave me shocked looks.
"As in Lily, your older sister? She wants to go to a club?" Sara questined me.
"Yes," I replied annoyed.
"Sure," Justin shrugged his shoulders, and I told Lily what we were doing.
"Oh, well, I guess that would be okay," Lily said slowly, and now, she was annoying me.
"What did you expect us to do on a Friday night?" I snapped at her, and Lily grew a little stunned.
"I was hoping to rent a movie or something," Lily suggested, and I sighed.
"Lily, I have been stuck on a tour bus for over two months and all we do is watch movies!" I snapped at her, and Lily grew silent.
"Do you really want me to go?" Lily asked in a meek voice, and I sighed once more.
"Yes Lily," I told her once more, and if she asked me again, I was going to give her Hell.
"What do I wear Chloe?" she asked me, and I was a little surprised. I imagined my sister in leather pants, a cinammon red tube top, and stiletto heals, and I had to laugh. "What's so funny?"
"Nothing," I laughed more. "Just wear something dressy." Lily seemed confused by my laughing, but agreed to meet the limo in less than half an hour. Sara and I kicked Justin out, and decided to pick out different outfits for the night. Sara decided on a brown, stretchy dress that was knee length, and added her fashionable parka to it. I decided to go moderately dressed up. I wore a strapless leather top with shiny black pants. I also added my leather jacket that my father had bought me. It was originally worn by some famous celebrities in the 50's and was worth almost ten thousand dollars. I tossed my blond hair into a French twist, and did smoky eyes, accented by red lipstick. Sara and I looked smashing when we were fininshed were met by the approving eyes of *N Sync when we exited the dressing rooms.
The guys were relatively dressed up, and all I could feel was Joey's eyes on me the whole time we walked towards the tour buses. Joey was cute and all, but I knew he wasn't special. I'm sorry if you love Joey, but he strikes me as a player, and I am not down with that. I want a gorgeous guy who wants long term. Someone like Lance, but we weren't compatitable at all. He wanted a sweet, innocent girl like Lily, and that is who I am not. I am me, I will never change for anyone, especially not a guy. Britney has this song called "What You See Is What You Get". That is all about me. We climbed into the silver limo that was waiting for us, and travelled towards my house. Lily was waiting at the doors for us when we arrived, and I was totally in shock. My sister looked amazing, and everyone noticed. Lily usually wears jeans and sweaters, and never wears make-up, but tonight, I have to say she looked absolutely fabulous.
"What happened to you?" I questioned her, as she climbed into the limo.
"Um, I got some fashion advice from AJ," Lily answered, a little embarrassed. I saw her cheeks blink cherry red, as Sara tried hard not to giggle.
"Well, you look totally like AJ," I told her, and Lily blushed once more. And she did look like the Bone. She was wearing tight black pants that were kind of a rubber material, topped with a sparkly blouse that was see through, and a bright red tank top was underneath. Her cleavage was very apparent and she had sparkles all over her body. Her hair was curled everywhere, and hung around her innocent face like a halo. Her make-up was smoky, yet tasteful, and was accented by long black mascara and a cinnamon brown lipstick. She wasn't wearing her glasses, and I couldn't believe how beautiful my sister actually was. She was also wearing a leopard-print cowboy hat. Total AJ trademark.
"Do I look okay? Why is everyone giving me wierd Looks?" Lily whispered to me, very nervous.
"You look fabulous!" I complimented her, and Lily gave me sorrowful eyes.
"Really?" she squeaked out, and I assured her by giving her a hug.
"Lily, everyone thinks you look gorgeous!" I assured her. "Look, Joey is totally drooling over you!" Lily glanced quickly at Joey, and I watched as her face grew a cherry red.
"How's the tour going?" Lily questioned me, as she sank back into the leather seat.
"It's going," I replied, as Lily straightened her cowboy hat. "I really miss Emma. How is she?"
"She's gotten so big!" Lily exclaimed, as her cell phone rang. She checked the number and told me it was Drew. "Hi Drew! I'm good. How are you? You are where? Really? Why? Exams are over? So soon? Awesome! I can't wait to see you! Chloe and I have missed you so much. Yes, I am with Chloe. We are going clubbing! Why are you laughing? Because you don't think I would? Oh Drew! You should come home more often!"
"Where is he?" I whispered to Lily, and she held up her finger to signal one minute.
"You are at the airport?" Lily repeated, and I saw her take out a pen and paper from my leopard print purse. I would have to bitch at her later for taking one of my fashion accessories. Lily soon hung up, as I saw tears form in her eyes. Lily and Drew were extremely close, more than I was with either of them. The only person in my family I was close to would probably be Emma. Christian and Drew were extremely overprotective. My dad and mom hated what I wear, but they both knew that they couldn't change me.
"What's wrong?" I asked her, and Lily reached for a tissue from my purse.
"Drew's at the airport," Lily told me. "I can't wait to see him."
"Is he going home?" I wanted to know. I kind of missed my brother. I haven't seen him in about four months, and you kind of miss his snide remarks about who I was dating and what I was wearing.
"Yeah," Lily answered. "He wants to come clubbing with us tonight."
"Great," I muttered, looking away. That's all I needed. Drew watching my every move. Lily asked the guys if it was okay that we went back to the apartment to wait for Drew, and that's exactly what we did. I invited everyone up for drinks and we saw around drinking martinis and eating some fabulous peanut butter cookies Rose had made. They were all gone within ten minutes, and Lily ended up putting out some pretzels and chips.
"Hello? Anyone here?" Drew yelled, as he came threw the door. I turned to see my big brother, and you would not believe how gorgeous he is. He has honey blond hair that curls and these light blue eyes that most women die for. He has a perfect body, accented with big muscles. Many of his bimbo girlfriends always said he was like a big teddybear.
"Drew!" Lily shrieked, and I saw her run into his arms. "I'm so glad you are home!"
"Me too babe," Drew answered, as he wrapped his arms around his favourite sister. They hugged for a while, and then Drew came over to hello to the rest of us. "Hi Chloe."
"Hey Drew," I offered him a smile, even though he was totally not liking my outfit.
"Can't you cover up?" Drew questioned me disapprovingly.
"No," I snapped back. "Leave me alone Drew."
"Chloe, I am doing this for your own good," Drew lectured me. "I know how guys my age think and I know they are going to want to screw you, once they see what you are wearing. You are my sister and I do not want you to get hurt. I only say this because I care about you." I had to roll my eyes. Drew had given me this lecture more than enough times, and after a while, you just get extremely bored of hearing it.
"I know Drew," I told him, and I walked out of the room. I saw Sara follow me, as I headed back to my bedroom to check my make-up.
"Your brother is so harsh, but hot though," Sara commented to me, as we walked into my room. I love my room. It is painted black with silver and leopard print furnishings everywhere. My mom was so upset when I painted my room black, but I am the one that lives there, and it was my own space.
"Drew's just that way," I told Sara, as we both checked our make-up and hair. "Lily's got my purse though. I'm going to have to bitch at her later."
"Lily sure looks different tonight," Sara told me. "I wonder what tonight is going to be like."
"Well, we'll see," I promised her with a smile. "Lily and Drew should make the night quite interesting."
"Along with *N Sync!" Sara shrieked, and we gave each other a high five...