“Frick, I’d like to have my hearing. We do have an interview and it’s kinda nice when I can hear what the questions are.”
“Funny Nick. I know we have an interview, which it why I need to brush my teeth. Have you seen my toothbrush?”
“Nope.”
“TASHA!”
“Rok, if you yell one more time I’m gonna have to smack you.” Charity said, reaching into his shaving kit bag and pulling out his toothbrush. “Did you look in there?”
“Well...No. I put it on the counter yesterday.” He took the toothbrush from her hand and proceded to brush his teeth.
Charity turned around and tried to get out of the bathroom. It was definatly not made to hold three people. “I think I’m stuck.” She said, as she tried to get past Nick. It didn’t work very well, and he couldn’t move because of Brian. There were way to many people in that bathroom.
Kevin, who was walking by at the time, saw that she was trying to get out with out much sucess. “Here, give me your hand.” Charity grabbed onto Kevin’s hand and he pulled her out.
“Thanks Kev. I was beginning to think I was going to have to spend the rest of my life in that bathroom with toothbrush boy and lard butt.”
“HEY!!!” Brian and Nick said in unison from the bathroom.
That was followed by Nick; “Good going Frick, you got toothpaste everywhere!”
Kevin laughed. “Not a problem. You wouldn’t believe how ofter that happens when we are all trying to get ready for something in the morning before we’ve gotten to the hotel. Sometimes all four of the other guys get in there at the same time. I don’t know how they all get in there, but they can never get out.”
“Now that’s something I’d pay money to see. I can just see in now. ‘Four of the Backstreet Boys try to get out of a tour bus bathroom. Tickets on sale for 25 dollars.’ You could make a lot of money off of that.”
“Well, you’re lucky, cause you get a free showing. I’ll bet it happens at least once in the next three and a half weeks.”
Just then Brian and Nick both emerged from the bathroom, ready to go. “Are Bone and D ready?” Nick asked.
“Just about.” Kevin said. Charity walked over to Nick and fixed the collar on his shirt.
“Thanks.”
“Well, we can’t you walking around looking like a hobo. That’s AJ’s job, let him do it.”
“I heard that CJ. And if I didn’t have to finish getting ready and go to the interveiw, I’d have to hurt you.”
“I’m scared AJ.”
“You should be.”
“Come on! We’re gonna be late if we don’t leave, now!” Kevin said, becoming impatient.
“OK, Dad. We’re ready.” Howie said, coming out of the back room.
The five of them walked off the bus. “Finally! Some quiet!” Tasha said, coming out of the back where Howie had been asking her oppionion on what shirt they should wear.
“I know. I love the guys and all, but this is ridiculos! But I guess we are gonna get used to it.”
"I hope so. I say we clean up in here a little and then relax.”
“OK. I hope Brian cleaned up the mess he made in the bathroom, cause I’m not gonna.”
“Me niether!”
The two girls set to work at cleaning the bus up. Charity picked up the backroom, while Tasha cleared the hallway of all the junk that had fallen out of the bunks in the past few days. Both were thankful that the guys weren’t so bad as to leave dirty cloths around, other then the occational t-shirt.
Once they had cleaned up and could walk through the bus with our triping and breaking their necks they went to the back room and turned on the TV.
“What to watch, what to watch.” Tasha said, flipping through the channels. She soon landed on an episode of Dawson’s Creek. The two girls looked at eachother.
“Dawson!” They yelled in unison and then started laughing. They settled down to watch the re run of one of their very favorite shows.
“Hey, when are the guys gonna be back?” Charity asked durring a comercial.
“I don’t know, but I hope they don’t come back while Dawson’s on...”
“Yeah no kidding. I can’t believe that they made up turn it off last time...!”
“Dis to Dawson!” Tasha said, grining. Just then they heard commotion at the front of the bus.
“Wishful thinking didn’t work very well I see.” Charity said as AJ walked into the room.
“No kidding.” Tasha said as AJ flopped dpwn next to her. “How was the interveiw?”
“Same old thing.”
“That lady was weird....” Howie said, walking into the room.
“No kidding!” Nick exclaimed, joining the growing number of people in the room.
“She was hitting on Nick.” Brian said, grinning a little as he walked in.
Nick sat down next to Charity and burried his head in her lap. “You poor little baby. You have girls throwing themselves at you and interveiwers hitting on you..... You sure do have in rough...” Charity said as she smoothed his hair down.
Nick adjusted himself so that he was laying down on the couch and had his head in Charity’s lap. “You have no idea.”
Just then Dawson’s Creek came back on. “What?! You two aren’t watching this crap again, are you?” AJ asked.
“Yes we are, and we are not changing the chanel so if you don’t like it leave. But if you stay, you might find out that it’s not as bad as you think.”
“OK. We’ll stay and watch it, but if it sucks, I’m leaving.” Aj said.
“OK, fine with us....”
Five minutes later Kevin walked into the room to find all six of them with their eyes glued to the TV. “Whatcha watchin’? He asked.
“Dawson’s Creek. Now shut up or leave!” Brian said. Tasha laughed a little and Kevin sat down on the other side of her.
‘Oh brother, don’t tell me they are all going to get hooked on this show....’ He thought to himself as he began to watch in teen drama on the screen.
