"Like hell I could.Get the hell out of my house."Mrs.Johnson screamed

"But-I.Um..."She trailed off,speechless.

Mrs.Johnson pointed towards the door,"I said,Get the hell out."

Samantha walked,helplessly towards the door.There was nothing she could do.Once,she'd got home from the movies her bags...a single backpack had been stuffed with some belongings.Walking down the sidewalk,she slung the backpack over her shoulder.Tears freely fell from her blue eyes.

She passed her second home;the Carter house.Something caught her attention and she stopped.Fans...about five or six talked to a tall blond figure that she knew to well.He looked up,almost as if he sensed her.She looked away and then started to walk.

Pushing himself to the crowd of fans and signalling to the bodygaurds he'd be right back he broke out into a run.She stopped and he grabbed her arm.

"Sam.Whats wrong?"Nick asked.Samantha still wouldn't look at him,"Talk to me."

She stared at something far off in the distance.Fianlly she spoke,"Nick."Her voice was a whisper.One that he could barely hear.

"Samantha."He turned her around so she'd face him.

"What?"She asked,innociently

He looked at her,"Don't give me that.Somethin' is wrong and I wanna know what."He eyed her backpack,"Where ya goin' ?"

She looked away,"Nowhere."She was never the type to get introuble and she was ashamed.

"Samantha Faye Johnson."He said,firmly."Tell me.Now."

"Igotkickedoutofthehouseforgodknowswhat."Samantha said;all in a single breath.

Nick,who understood Samantha fully just stood there.

"Nick?"Samantha asked,not sure what to think

No answer.

"Nick?"She asked again

"I'm confused,baby,fill me in."

"Damn it.'K.I was at the movies with my cousin and I came home and my mom threw my backpack at me and kicked me out."She paused."I swear,I didn't do anything....Nick,you gotta believe me."She paused again,tears fell from her eyes."I...I...don't have any where to go."

He wrapped his arms around her."Sssh.I'm gonna help you,I promise.But,first we gotta figure out what you did."

"Nothing."She buried her head in his shoulder,the pulled away."You think i'd do something?"

He looked shocked,"Never."

She back away,"I should be going now...."She was scared and he could tell.She backed up further..."Bye,Nick."

"Samantha."His voice cracked with emotion and fear of losing his best friend.She turned.

"What?"She sounded sad and lonely.

"Don't...please."He begged;he'd get down on his knees if he had to."Don't...leave"

"I have to."She looked at him and made eye contact.

"No you don't."He pleaded.

With those final words burning into her soul;she was gone running around the corner and leaving Nick staring after her.Nick slowly backed up,trying to ignore the tears falling out of his own eyes.Turning,he ran.Through the fans and into his house. Entering his room,he slammed the door and flung himself on his bed.Closing his eyes,he let the tears fall and took a deep breath. What could see have done wrong?He asked himself,Damn it,she should have let me help her.She's my best friend.He opened his eyes and looked at the picture on the side of his bed.A picture of her taken a couple weeks ago with the words; "Always and Forever,Sam"written on it.

He sighed and took it in his hands.She looks so happy.Never guessed she'd get kicked out....and leave.Guess you could never tell.Miss her already.He put it face down in his dresser decieding it bring him to much pain to look at now.

His phone rang.

"Hello?"He asked,sadly.

"Hey Nick.What up?"AJ McLean asked

Nick sighed,"Nothin'."

"Well,you remember that meetin'....you know that your supposed to be at in twenty minutes,right?"

"What meeting?"Nick asked,totally clueless

"You know with Jive...our new record...."

"Shit.Thanks AJ.I need to go."And he hung up.

*

AJ stared at the phone.What the Hell is wrong with him?Guess I'll find out,won't I?He slowly hung up,still wondering what happened to his friend.

*

Running down the street,Samantha suddenly slowed.Kneeling,she reached into her backpack.Pulling out a bag she found money.I have a nice mom.Samantha thought and stood up.Look around she realized she was in an unfimalier part of town. Graffiti filled almost every wall and men watched her from the shadows.Damn it.The bad part of town.She sighed,but kept on walking.Strength women.Don't pay attention to these things.She kept up her speed and hugged her backpack to her chest.

Finally about an hour later,she entered a hotel room.After checking in and going threw hell with some guy who claimed she was not ninteen like she said she was they finally let her have a room for the night.She looked around and dropped her bag onto the bed.She looked for a while but, had found a hotel that suited her needs.

Changing into boxers and a teeshirt she found buried in her backpack she lay against the pillows.What could I have done?She repeated that question in her head over and over.I can't think of nothing.Sighing,she squeezed her eyes shut and let the tears fall.

*

*Samantha's dream*

"Sam,this is Nick."Mrs. Johnson said,introducing her daughter,four year old Samantha to Nick Carter,also four. "Umm,hi."Samantha smiled.She'd never been really that shy and loved meeting new friends.Especially if they liked video games.She'd looked at him.He had blond hair and was taller then her.

"Nick.This is Samantha."Jane introduced her son,to Samantha

"Hi."Nick said,cheerfully.

"Do you like video games."Samantha asked.

"Yup."He smiled

"Wanna go play?"She had asked,leading him up the stairs

eleven years later.

Now fifteen years old Nick looked at Samantha.His bestfriend since he was four.

"What the Hell is your problem?"Nick asked

"I didn't do shit,Nick.All I did was go out with Justin."Samantha had said

"You know how much I hate Justin."Nick had explained

"So you ain't my boss Nick."

"I know.Its just he's a bitch."

"Nick,why the Hell you gotta go judge him like that?"

"I-"

'Forget it if you can't trust me then fine...I don't wanna speak to you."

"What?"

One year later.

"I love you,Nick."

"I love you to,baby.You know...I don't wanna do this."

"I know."She wiped her tears.,"I'll miss you."

"I miss you to."He let him fingers uncircle from hers and then followed the others.

'Damn i'm gonna miss him.I guess it's for the best that we broke up.'Samantha remembered thinking.

*End Samantha's dream.*

*

She awoke,sadly.Knowing she'd no longer be able to play video games and basketball with Brian,go shopping with AJ,go to the movies with Howie and Kevin,and talk to Nick about everything pained her.She'd miss them.She remembered when she hated Nick;it seemed like such a long time ago.They never fought again.Afterall Nick,was right.

Shaking the thoughts out of her head,she turned and looked at the clock;10:00 a.m.She jumped up.Checkout was in an hour and she wanted to get a move on.