CHAPTER 15

**Tamara's Point Of View

"ALL YOU PEOPLE CAN'T YOU SEE? CAN'T YOU SEE? HOW YOUR LOVES AFFECTING OUR REALITY. EVERYTIME WE'RE DOWN YOU CAN MAKE IT RIGHT. AND THAT MAKES YOU LARGER THAN LIFE!!!!!!!!!"

Lisa and I broke out into our encore performance to my Backstreet Boys CD. I nearly died laughing at the look on Justin's face as him and Lance removed their fingers out of their ears.

"That was great girls…..Umm yeah. Just great. But let's just turn off the radio for now. Shall we?" I could tell Justin was trying to be nice about it. But it had been 45 minutes since I put the CD in and he looked like he wanted to rip his hair out. It probably wasn't what he had in mind when he in vited me and Lisa to go with them to the airport. Lisa was about to protest when I put the CD back in the case. But I did it anyway and leaned back into the seat.

I picked up a sports magazine and flipped through it, taking a few short glances at Justin. There was a question that had been at the back of my head since we had left the hotel. I knew I had to ask him sooner or later so I just didn't know when. And I only had 30 more minutes to do so. I took a deep breath as he put his arm around me. 'I gotta know now.' I leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder.

"Justin?"

"Hmmm?" He was looking straight at the TV watching Global Groove.

"I need to ask you something."

"Shoot." He didn’t take his eyes off of the TV.

"Well I was wondering…" I looked at him and realized he was barely paying attention to me. I knew what I had to do. So I leaned over and turned off the TV.

"HEY!" Lance, Lisa and Justin said at the same time.

"SORRY!" I turned the TV back on and leaned back into the seat with my arms crossed. Justin was the only who had noticed that I was pouting and set his chin on my shoulder. "What's wrong?" I looked at Lisa and Lance who were to wrapped up in the TV to even notice us. "Justin you know I was going to end this thing. Then I wasn't. Then I was again. Now I'm not. And I don't even know if I'm your girlfriend. Now what is wrong with that picture?"

Justin seemed a little taken aback. "You mean you don't even know if you’re my girlfriend? In the last two days I have had more fun with you then I had with my last girlfriend in the 2 months that we were together. So I was hoping that you were my girlfriend."

" Hoping that she was your girlfriend? How more 4th grade can you get?" Justin and me both glared at Lisa as she turned red. "Oops sorry guys. Go ahead continue." Justin crawled to where the driver of the limo was and knocked on the window.

"Yes sir?" The driver asked as he rolled it down.

"Can you please pull over. I have two people back here who want to ride up front with you."

"Sir I can't do that. It's against the rules."

Justin pulled his wallet out of his pocket and grabbed some money. "Let's see, I have $200.00 that can change those rules for about 30 minutes." He handed the driver the money.

"You want me to pull over right here?" The driver asked while pocketing the money.

"Yeah. Here is fine." He came back to the seat and looked at Lisa and Lance and pointed to the door. "Out."

Lisa looked at Justin. "You can't make me leave." Lance grabbed her arm while opening the door. "But I can. Your mom still doesn't know about Robbie Benson. And if you would like it to stay that way you better get up front with me." Lisa gave him a dirty look but followed him out of the car.

As soon as the limo was back on the road Justin looked at me. "So what do you think?" I nodded. "I think Lisa was right. It sounded like something a 4th grader would say. " Justin rolled his eyes. "Not about that . About the other thing."

"Oh the other thing! Well I don't know. Suppose I become a big star and Ben Affleck says he wants me to be his girlfriend. I mean what can you do that he can't."

Justin pretended to think. "Oh I can date you without getting arrested!"

I laughed. "Then I guess you win! And as your prize you get…."

"A new car???"

"Uhhhh NO! But you get something even better!"

"A chance to meet Michael Jordan???"

"JUSTIN! I meant me as your girlfriend!"

He pretended to look disappointed. "Oh is that all?"

"You get a kiss to!" He smiled. "Can I get that kiss right now??" I laughed. "Sure-" Just as he started to lean in I yelled. "Lance get back here. You owe Justin a kiss!"

Lance gave me a weird look through the window as I burst into laughter. Justin looked at me sarcastically. "HaHa that was soooo funny." Then he got an evil look in his eyes. "But you know I can make you laugh to!" He leaned over me and started tickling me. "Justin! Stop! Ahhhhhh!!!" I was trying to defend myself as he started tickling behind my knees. "Justin! I think I'm about to pee my pants!" He kept tickling me. "I am not gonna stop until I get my kiss!" "Fine! Just stop tickling me!" Justin pulled away as I sat up. I didn’t even catch my breath as Justin pulled me into a kiss. A kiss like no other. As I leaned back Justin pulled away, leaving me breathless and looked me in the eyes. "Now tell me this. Can Ben Affleck do that?"

I looked at Justin. Trying to speak but all I could do was look at his lips. "Justin can you.." I didn’t even have to finish my sentence. Justin leaned down and kissed me again. He pulled away again. "I'm waiting for an answer." I looked him square in the eyes. "I don't think anyone can do that…. Can we do that again?" He chuckled and kissed me once again, not seeing the front window roll down and Lisa pop her head through. "AWW SOOKIE SOOKIE NOW!" Lance laughed as he joined Lisa. With his deep voice he started singing "Let's get it on…."

I nearly died laughing so hard. Justin looked at them. "Do you two mind???" But he couldn’t help but smile. When the window rolled back up I looked at him.

"Can't you just tell those two are related?

He laughed and started to sing. "Their cousins. They look alike, they walk alike, they talk alike,…."