'Alright guys! Here we go again!' Fe called. '5, 6, 7, 8...' The band started and played Stronger.

Britney sang while her dancers danced their butts off.

'Angela! What are you doing?!' Fe cried. 'Get your brains into it too!'

'I'll try Fe.' Angela replied. She had been feeling a bit weak all day. Mark blamed it on her jetlag... but Angela could only hope that it was nothing more than I normal flue.

After 3 hours of tiring dance rehearsals, Fe finally dismissed the playful bunch.

'I've gotta go get some rest...' Angela whined.

'Rest?!' TJ questioned. 'Since when does Angela Claiborne rest??'

'Since she's tired...' Angela snapped and disappeared to her room.

'What's wrong with her?' Alex wondered.

'I dunno. She's been like this ever since we got of the plane...' Britney said. 'I'll go figure it out.'

'Yeah. But be gentle, okay!' Alex begged.

'I'll be gentle and sweet. Alright?' Britney promised and went after Angela.

Britney got up from her chair and walked out of the room.

'If you need anybody to talk to. I'll be here, okay?' she said.

'I know. But trust me. I'm alright, just really tired.' Angela replied.

'Alright.' Britney said and walked out.

'Brit...'

'Yeah.'

'Thanks for caring...' Angela whispered.

'No problem. Now get some sleep.' Britney ordered before she left.

'Ah, there she is.' TJ said when he saw Britney walk into the lobby.

'How is she?' Alex asked.

'She's alright. Just tired.' She replied. 'She'll be fine.'

'Okay. By the way, Mark asked to meet you in his room. Something 'bout an interview with a magazine...' TJ said.

'Oh yes, that. See you guys later.' Britney said and left.

'Is everybody ready for the meet & greet?' Mark informed.

'I'm ready.' Britney said.

'Security ready?' Mark asked.

'As always. We're ready.' Jackson replied.

'Alright. Let's get this over with.' Britney mumbled as Mark opened the door to let the prize winners from magazines and radio station into the room.

'Remember.' Jackson said. 'No screaming.'

'We won't.' a young man said before he approached Britney. 'Hello. I'm Taco and I'm very glad that I finally get a chance to meet you.'

'It's really nice to meet you too Taco.' Britney said and signed his T-shirt and his CD's.

'Can I give you a hug?' Taco asked.

'Of course.' Britney said and gave him a friendly hug. 'How did you win this meet & greet?'

'I had to fill in a form and answer some questions.' Taco explained. 'Really easy. I know... well I think I do... everything about you, so that was a piece of cake.'

'Cool.' Britney said as she walked over to the next lucky winner. 'Hello. And what's your name?'

'My name is Marianne.' The little girl said.

'Well hello Marianna. How did you win this meet & greet?' Britney asked.

'My mum filled in a form, and she was the 20th caller on a radio show.' She explained. 'But my mum is a bit too old to go to a concert so she gave the tickets to me.'

'And you're happy about that, aren't you?'

'Oh yes, very.'

'Hello Amsterdam. Are you ready to party?!' on of the crew members called.

'YEAH!!' was the reply.

'Alright. "You know who" is backstage getting ready.' He continued. 'So tell me... Who are you here to see?'

'BRITNEY SPEARS!' the crowd yelled.

'Who?!'

'BRITNEY SPEARS!'

'Oh Britney.' He smiled. As soon as he said her name, the crowd went wild.

They where ready to party. 'Aight. I just heard that she's ready so... HAVE FUN YA'LL!!'

'YEAH!! BRITNEY, BRITNEY, BRITNEY!!'

'You ready Brit?' Mark asked.

'Totally. Let's get this show on the road.' Britney cheered.

'Dancers ready?' Mark asked.

'We're ready!'

'Angela ready?' Britney asked.

'Angela's ready!' Angela replied and smiled. 'I've never been better.'

'Alright.' TJ said and took a deep breath. 'It's 'bout time... that we get to work ya'll!'

'What kind of work?!' the dancers replied.

'HARD WORK!' TJ cried. 'LET'S GET OUT THERE A KICK SOME BUTTTTTTTT!'

'WE'RE GONNE MAKE 'EM SCREAM FOR MORE!' Britney added. 'Come on ya'll! We've got a party train to catch!'

The arena lights dimmed, the band began to play and the stage lights slowly came on.

"LIVE FROM KENTWOOD, LOUISIANA. HERE SHE IS, THE ONE, THE ONLY... MISS BRITNEY SPEARS!" a voice cried through the speakers. The crowd went wild when Britney and her dancers came running onto the stage.

'Amsterdam, are you ready to party?!' she asked.

'YEAH!' was her reply.

'Alrighty then. Let's get this party GOIN'!!' she yelled and with that, a 90 minute show started.

The show starters where "Stronger" and "Crazy". All the tiring hours that they had spent on choreography finally paid off. The dance moves went fluidly and the crowd loved them. After the up-tempo part of the show the band slowed down and then slipped into a mellower gear with several R&B ballads and love songs. While Britney and her dancers did "Sometimes", there where 10 crew members back stage working on the next set.

'We're gonna go change for a sec, but we'll be right back.' Britney explained and disappeared back stage. 'This is so cool.'

'Yeah, I know.' Angela admitted while the girls changed into their pj's for the bedroom scene.

'Girls ready?' TJ asked.

'Girls ready.' Britney and Angela said in unison as they sat down on the bed.

The stage lights dimmed while crew members pushed the bed with it's "riders" onto the stage.

'Here goes part II.' Britney whispered just before the stage lights went on again.

'Here goes nothing...' Alex added and smiled.

'Hey there y'all. We're back!' Britney cried as she waved at the audience.

'We're back, we're relaxed and we're discussing...'

'Boys.' Angela replied.

'Are we?' Alex asked.

'Well alright, we'll discuss girls as well.' Britney added. Alex smiled. They talked about many things before Britney broke the conversation to sing a few songs.

'I am so tired...' Britney whined.

'Well, I'm not. Wanna go out?' Angela suggested.

'Sure. Why not.' Britney said. 'It's not like I've got anything important to do tomorrow.'

'That's right.' Mark said. 'Tomorrow's our official day off. We can do anything we want.'

'Anything?!' Angela repeated.

'Yes anything.' Mark said.

'Totally anything?!' Britney repeated again.

'Didn't I just say anything!' Mark sighed, getting slightly irritated.

'Alrighty then. Angie, we'ze goin' out tonight. First a movie and than ehm... Paradiso?' Britney suggested.

'Fine by me.' Angela replied.

'Oh no Brit, you know as well as anyone else that THAT'S not possible.' Jackson said.

'That is so unfair!' Britney shrieked. 'Mark just said I could do anything!'

'You know it's not possible.' Jackson repeated. 'I'm sorry.'

'Goddamn you guys!' Britney yelled and stomped away.

'Brit wait!' Angela called and went after her friend. 'Come on Brit. Wait for me.'

'I'll wait if you'll just hurry.' Britney snapped.

'Hey, no need to take it all out on me alright!' Angela ordered.

'I'm sorry. I'm just mad and disappointed. It always goes like this. Mark promises me something and than Jackson comes along to turn it all around. It's so unfair.' Britney whined.

'I understand Brit. But if Jackson says you can't... he's only doin' this for your own good.' Angela knew.

'I know that. That doesn't make it fair, does it?!'

'No, it's still very unfair. I'd do anything to go out...' Angela sighed and fell back onto the bed. 'I'm so BORED!'

'I hear ya. And I totally second that opinion.' Britney added.

'Ya know, we could sit here all night long and pout about the things we CAN'T do... why not go find something we CAN do?!' Angela suggested.

'That's a great idea!' Britney cheered. 'You are so full of great ideas!'

'I got another one!' Angela smirked.

'Which is?'

'Let's dress up and go down into the lobby to see if there's any cute guys there?! We could make it fun... maybe invite them to our room...'

'You are so bad... I love it!' Britney shrieked and dove into her wardrobe closet to see if there was anything sexy left. 'I'm wearing this!'

'What?' Angela asked as she turned to see Britney. She was standing in a corner with a tiny-red-glittery-prom-dress-kinda-thing. Really sexy.

'What do you think?' Britney asked. 'I think it'll do perfect.'

'Me too. You'll look awesome in it.' Angela knew. 'Like this outfit?'

'Oh yeah. It'll fit mine as well.' Britney said. 'Perfect.' Angela was wearing the same type of dress that Britney wore, exactly the same except for the color. Britney's dress was red while Angela's dress was royal blue.

'Aight, let's go out there and get us some nice guys.' Britney suggested.

'I'm all with ya girl.' Angela said and with that both ladies strolled out of their hotel room into the elevator, down to the lobby to kick some butt.

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