"Okay, I'm ready for my close up, Mr. Deville!" Alli said as she walked into the living room.
"Whoa Momma!" Jaime' shouted.
"What?" Alli asked, shyly.
"Joey's never gonna know what hit him," Michelle told her.
"Good, that's what I was going for," Alli said.
Alli laid across the bed in a long red satin nightie with matching stiletto heels. Since Alli was kinda shy Jaime' allowed her to keep a lot covered as she snapped the pictures.
"Ooh, sexy!" Andie commented.
"Let's go to your apartment and fax this to Joey," Jenn told her.
"Did somebody call the hotel and get the fax number?" Jill asked.
"Got it right here," Michelle said.
"Andrea, truth or dare?" Alli asked once they got back from faxing.
"Dare!" she yelled.
"You have to call Justin on his cell phone and as soon as he answers you have to ask for Seymour. Seymour Butts!" Alli instructed her as she fell to the floor with laughter.
"Alright, I'll do it," Andie said.
"Oh yeah, you can't say anything else. Nothing more, nothing less," Alli told her.
"Hello?" Joey said into the phone.
"This is the front desk. I have a fax for Mr. Fatone," the person on the other end told him.
"Okay, I'll be there in a sec," Joey said as he hung up the phone.
"Where are you going in a sec?" Lance asked.
"There's a fax at the front desk for me. Anyone wanna walk down there with me?"
"I will," Justin said.
As Joey and Justin walked up to the front desk, Justin's cell phone started ringing. He noticed it was Andie's number on the caller id.
"Hey baby!" he said into the phone.
Joey was half listening to the conversation and half hyperventilating at the sight of the picture he just received.
"I'm looking for Seymour. Seymour Butts," Andie said into the phone.
"I'm sorry, there's no Seymour Butts here, but Mr. I.P. Freely is. Would you like to speak to him?" Justin said, playing along with Andie's joke.
"No thank you, I must have the wrong number!" Andie said, hanging up the phone before Justin could say anything else.
"What was all that about?" Justin questioned, looking at Joey.
"I think this might explain it," Joey said, handing Justin the picture.
"Holy shit! Where did she come from?" Justin exclaimed.
"Hey! That's my girlfriend you're gawking at!" Joey reminded him.
"Oh yeah, sorry man," Justin said as he read the note.
Alli had written Joey a note at the bottom of the page. It said:
Joey,
We are just playing Truth or Dare, but maybe if you are good you'll get the live version of this picture.
Love,
Allison
"Well, I'm gonna go upstairs and call Andie," Justin said.
"Yeah, I think I should call Alli," Joey agreed as they got off the elevator.
Andie's phone rang.
"Hello? Hey, Justin," Andie said as she got up and went into her room.
"I'm gonna go home. I'm really tired," Jill said as she got up to leave.
"Wait, I'll come with you," Alli said.
As they walked out of the apartment, Alli's cell phone rang.
"Let me guess. Joey?" Jill joked.
"Yeah," Alli said walking into her bedroom.
"Talk to you in the morning," Jill said as she slumped down onto the couch.
She picked up a magazine and the stereo remote. She hit the power button and the cd button. She couldn't remember what cd was in but she figured it had to be better than sitting in silence.
"Of course," Jill said as the cd began to play "Best of My Life".
It was her favorite *NSYNC song. Jill pulled the blanket up to her chin and began to sing along quietly. Her voice trailed off as she cried herself to sleep.
"So, I take it you liked the picture?" Alli asked Joey.
"Like it?" Joey choked out, "I'm still recovering from it!"
"Oh really?" Alli asked, teasingly.
"Yeah, and Chris wants to know when that spread for Playboy comes out."
"What! You showed everyone?" Alli asked in horror.
"No, just Justin. He came to the lobby with me to pick it up."
"Oh God!" Alli said, feeling embarrassed.
"If it makes you feel any better, Justin didn't hesitate to tell me what great taste I have in women," Joey laughed.
"I guess I'll take that as a compliment," Alli told him.
"I have to admit, you are beautiful," Joey said looking at the picture again.
Alli's cheeks grew hot.
"By the way, about this note on the bottom of the picture," Joey said.
"Yes?" Alli teased.
"Is this a promise?"
"So, did you ever find Seymour?" Justin asked Andie.
Andie was laughing uncontrollably, "No, I think he gave me a wrong number!" Andie said, still laughing.
"Oh, that's too bad," Justin said, laughing with her.
"So, now that you know what we've been busy doing, what have y'all been up to?" Andie asked him.
"Oh, you know, rehearsals, concerts, fan meets."
"Sounds like fun."
"It usually is, but I wish I were at home with you."
"You'd rather be here than touring?" Andie asked in disbelief.
"Of course I would. Besides, I hate sharing a room with Lance. He snores."
Andie could hear Lance protesting in the background.
"Hey, can Lance talk to Jenn for a minute? He's getting on my nerves over here."
"Yeah, I'll get her," Andie said.
"I'll call you later this week," Justin promised.
Andie opened her bedroom door.
"Jenn?" she asked, looking around.
"Where are they?" she thought to herself.
She walked into the kitchen to find Jenn, Jaime' and Michelle making a huge mess.
"What are y'all doing?" Andie asked.
"Making daiquiris. You want one?" Michelle asked.
"Yeah, count me in. Jenn, someone wants to talk to you," Andie said, handing her the phone.
"Hello!" Jenn exclaimed into the phone.
"Having fun?" Lance's deep voice boomed into the phone.
"Hey baby!" Jenn exclaimed.
"I guess that's a yes," Lance said laughing.
"Yes, I'm having fun," Jenn answered a little calmer.
"So, I know what Andie's dare was. What did you have to do?"
"Oh, I got off easy. I chose truth," Jenn told him.
"So, you wimped out?" Lance asked.
"Yeah, I had to tell everybody what really happened that night I spent at your house."
Lance started laughing, "What did they say when they finally woke up from the boring story?"
"They made fun of me. It's okay though, next time I'll have a way better story," Jenn said without thinking.
"Oh, you will?" Lance questioned, knowing Jenn didn't really mean to say what she did.
"Oh God," Jenn said embarrassed, "I'm such a dork!"
"But you're my dork," Lance said laughing, "And, who knows, maybe you will have a better story next time."
