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Chapter Ten


::::Week later::::::

"Jiiiiiimmmmyyyy," Alyssa whined her eyes brows knitted into concentration.

"WHHHATTTT?" He imitated, smiling as he watched her teeth grint together.

"Ugh! You're getting on my nerves. Take this thing off of me," Her words were broken as she struggled with the weight she was attempting at pressing. Jimmy was her new tour manager. Since she was such a small act he basically controlled all of the extras that went aside the managment job. It had been insisted for her to strengthen up, for dancing and for her overall appearance.

"I really hope you are enjoying watching me here, cause when i get my hands on you..." Alyssa stopped, two beads of sweat dripped down her face, She grunted as she tryed to bring the weight over her head.

"AHH Alyssa! it's wonderful that you get to go through the same torture we did. Great to see ya, uh sweat?" Justins voice was heard loudly through the work out room. Groaning Ayssa dropped the weight making it roll from her chest to her throat. Blocking any air passage.

"Watch out," Justin warned reaching down to relieve the pressure from her neck. Alyssa coudnt help but smile as he struggled lifting it himself.

"Dang girl, how strong do they want you? You can just about take me now, this is some heavy stuff," Justin jumped out of the way,as the weight rolled in a path to his foot.

"Ahh Justy is threatened by a girl? thats a first..." Alyssa smiled as she slowly sat up, jumping down. Patting away bead of sweat, her pink lips circled her water bottle, gulping down the cool liquid. "Anyway, whats up?" She asked, setting down her water, fixiating her eyes on his. Justin's thoughts were drowned it her eyes, as he suffered to lose the immediate contact.

"I-uh the guys are upstairs, and uh Lance wanted me to come and get you," He shook his head, thinking of how stupid he must have sounded.

"Oh ok. Lead the way big shot," She smiled patting his shoulder. Regaining his compusure Justin led the way upstairs. Without thinking he grabbed her hand showing her to the dance studio, where all 4 guys were laying on the floor. Weaving her legs through the tangle of bodies she settled herself down on an emtpy space between JC, and Lance.

"Are we tired, or did Joey get a little carried away with his superman self?" Alyssa smiled, tossing a wink to Joey from across the room. Muffled laughs were heard as she looked down at Lance.

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yeah I did. I wanted to see if you could dance. And also there are going to be a lot of people coming in to start auditions for back up dancers," Lance propped himself up, to meet eye level with her.

"Dude, I've got the moves,"Alyssa laughed as everyone around her stood up.

"Let's see it girl. Get up and dance," Joey gestured her up. She could feel a blush rising up her cheeks as she turned to every awaiting face.

"Not really, I was kidding. I dont dance I just...oh God," Pushing herself up she folded her arms over her chest nervously chewing at the inside of her cheek. Sisqo's Thong Song filled he air, as the guys started jumping around the room.

"Come on shake it," Chris grabbed her arms shaking them to where her body was moving, slowly she slid into rythm with him. He let go of her arms when he noticed that she was more comfortable dancing around them. Her confidence started to build as she got more into the music, allowing her body just to move naturally. She liked to dance, but she felt uneasy about dancing around a group claiming best dancing awards at every award show. Alyssa slowed as Lance cut off the song, walking over to her. The other guys strained to hear as much as their conversation as they could without being noticeable.

"Well, I know you can definitely dance, but if you can get the routines learned in time is the only question. You are scheduled to go into tomorrow and work on the background of your one song to finish it up. And, I am looking for some songs for you. I want to start recording the next one in the next 3 days. Becuase you need to lay down 3 more tracks for the show. I was thinking the one you have now, its kind of a moderate tempo. And then you need 2 upbeat so you can dance. And then a ballad to show off your voice.Then people can see more than one side of you. The total performance should be about 25 minutes," Lance explained. Alyssa listened closely taking mental notes of everything he was telling her.

"I've talked to Wade, hes going to be your choreographer, and we decidedon 4 dancers. Enough to keep the performance very visual, but also for the audience still to be able to focus on you alone. Instead of all the stuff happening around you. Sound good to you?" Lance wondered turning the converstaion to her.

"Sounds great. But, when are the people auditioning coming, so I can at least make myself presentable for these people. Since they'll be working for me," Alyssa sighed thinking of how vain she must have sounded. A small laugh escaped Lance, Alyssa frowning. "Well, you know what i mean," She tried but lost herself in a giggle watching Lance roll his eyes at her.

"Go ahead and get cleaned up hun. hit the showeres whatever make sure your back within the next hour, all the dancers are going to be here."

"Thanks, see ya later. Bye guys!" Her voice disappeared as she ran out the door and down the stairs to get her bag.


******1 hour and 23 minutes later********

"Excuse me, pardon me, MOVE!" Alyssa pushed her way through the people standing in the hall way. Her bag made hrr balance uneasy as she struggled to keep her composure. All eyes turned to her as she busted through the door, making a loud sound as it hit the wall.

"Nice of you to join us," Lance raised an eyebrow up at her.

"I was, and then, hold on," Placing a finger up to hush him, Alyssas hands dropped to her knees as she bent over trying to regain her breath.

"Im sorry I was late. I got ready and then your secretary made me fill out stuff," Alyssa raveled off as Lance watched in amusment. Noticing the glint in his eyes she stopped herself. "And Im just going to shut up and sit down." Chuckling he nodded his head looking around the room.

"Ok, now Im glad all of you are here. I'm Lance Bass. Wade is going to teach you a dance and then we are going to see how well you work with Alyssa. Im passing the requirment form around, so make sure to give that to someone before you leave," Handing off the stack of papers to the end, Lance studied the group of dancers around him. He took a mental note of a few images that would have to change if they were picked. Marking things down on a clipboard.

Alyssa sat in the middle of the crowd, her legs folded neatly underneath her. She blended perfectly with the faces around her, as she took a form out of pure curiosity.

"Im Hillary Rensing," A honey drenched voice soaked the air, as Alyssa truned to see the bleach blond sitting beside her.

"Nice to meet you, Alysssa Taylor," Extending her hand, the girl looked down at it, rejecting her offer.

"Anyway. I've been on tours before and just a little advice to you hun," Pausing momentarily she continued. "They dont pick people like you," Looking her up and down with distaste the girl turned as Alyssa double took her words.

"Well and just a little advice for you..."


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