Chapter 9

**Justin's Point Of View **

"So where are we going? " Tamara asked me for about the tenth time. I had to laugh at her curiosity. "You really want to know huh?" She smiled a triumphant smile. "So you are going to tell me." "Uhhhhh...No." As soon as I said this she crossed her arms and pretended to pout. "But have no fear when we get there I promise you will have fun." I saw a small smile peak through her pout. "Well..If you promise. I trust you. So until we get there I want to ask you a question." I looked over at her. "Okay, What's your question?" She got a weird look on her face. "Is it true a fan actually tried to go through a baggage x-ray at an airport to get to you guys?" "How did you hear about that?" She shook her head. "So it's true. Lisa told me. Man that is crazy." As I pulled into the parking lot I smiled. "I actually found it flattering." Tamara got a sly look on her face. "Of course you would. She probably was after your hot body." She burst out into a fit of giggles. I didn't know why but I felt my face grow hotter. Then I got a thought in my head. "You think my body is hot?" Tamara really started blushing big time. "I thought I was the one asking the questions." I turned off the engine. "It doesn't matter. We're here." I got out of the car and ran around to the other side. "Here let me get the door for you." I opened the door and helped Tamara out. I could see the look of suprise on her face. "Justin. Why are we at the mall? Are we going shopping or something?" "Nope actually we are going to have some fun. If I am right there is an arcade in there," I didn't get to finish my sentence. "Arcade?!?!" "Umm yeah I hope you don't mind." she started shaking her head. "No. Not at all. I love the arcade!" I pulled on my cap. "Well then Miss Lewis. Let's go play some pinball."

**Tamara's Point of view. **

As soon as we got into the arcade my inner 5-year-old came out. I never had so much fun. "So Justin you up for a game of skeeball? Because if you don't want to lose you don't have to play." He looked at me with a mock look of horror on his face. "Are you saying that I, Justin Timberlake, Can not play skeeball?" I slightly laughed. "No I said that you can not play as well as me. But if you want to try I guess I can humiliate you right here." He Handed me a quarter. "Oh you're on girl."

After 10 minutes I beat Justin at 2 games of skeeball. "Oh Justin. Think about it this way. You are better at basketball. I am better at arcade games. And I mean ALL arcade games." He looked at me. "How do you know that I am good at B-Ball?" "Justin, Please. You know I am a fan here. But that doesn't matter. All I know is I am better at this." " Oh is that so? " I nodded. "Yep. It is a well know fact that has been proven tonight." He looked around. "Tamara there is one more game we haven't played." I looked at what he was looking at. "Oh Timberlake. You think you can beat me at that?" Justin laughed an evil laugh. "I am the master of Cruising' USA. " "Yes and you WERE the master of pinball, skeeball, The boxing game, need I go on?" "Tamara. I will make you a deal. You win at that game and I will buy you a big ice cream cone." I shook my head in defeat. "Ice Cream. My one weakness. You are low. Okay J, Okay. Let's go put our driving skills to the test!"

"Go Go Go!" I could barely keep myself from laughing at Justin's antics. And unfortunately I lost. "Okay Justin. One game you are better than me at. Umm Justin what time did you say the reservations you made were?" "8 why?" I pointed at the clock. "It seems we missed it by an hour." He looked at the clock. "Well that isn't good. Okay how does pizza sound?" "Sounds great. But I have to call my mom and tell her I will be home a little late. Okay?" He nodded. "Okay. I need to get something anyway." I quickly walked over to the payphone. "Hello?" "Mom it's me." "Tammy why are you calling me during your date? I might be a little rusty about dating but I am sure that is something you don't do. " I giggled. "Mom I just called to say that I am going to be late. We missed our reservations by an hour and we decided just to get some pizza and ice cream. Is that alright?" "Yes Tammy that will be fine. Just be home by 11:00." "Yes ma'am. Bye." As soon as I hung up the phone I felt somebody tap my shoulder. I turned around to see Justin holding the funniest looking Teddy Bear. "This is for you." I took the Teddy Bear. "Oh Justin. He is so cute." I gave Justin a kiss on the cheek. "So what did you mom say?" "I have to be home by eleven." "Okay well lets go get some pizza."

**Justin's Point Of View **

After pizza Tamara and I got some ice cream and walked around the mall. "So tell me about this being a fan." I never knew she was a fan until she had told me, I just assumed that she was a country music fan. "Not much to tell. 3 years ago Lisa gave me your European CD and I liked it. And then I saw… nevermind." She looked embarrassed. "What? Come on Tamara tell me." She looked at me. "Oh alright but you have to promise on Little Justin's" She held up the teddy bear. "Life that you will NOT laugh." I busted out laughing. "Little Justin?!?!?!" She looked at me. "Yeah L.J. Little Justin. Now promise." "Okay, I promise." She looked at L.J. "I kind of sort of saw you and I thought you were umm, how do I put it, I believe I told Lisa that you were true hottie material and that I was going to marry you one day." I couldn't do it. I started laughing right there and then. "Justin! You promised." She hit me with the bear. "I'm sorry. But you said you were going to marry me? " I put my arm around her shoulder. "Oh Tamara don't worry about it. It's just a little funny. You shouldn't be embarrassed about it." She smiled. "Thanks." "But…" As we walked to the car she looked at me. "What? " "Tamara I have to know. Is it going to be a big or small wedding?"