'Angela, congratulations.' Mark said and smiled happily. 'You've done it again girl.'

'I passed?' Angela figured.

Mark nodded. 'That's great! Fantastic!'

'There's someone who's dying to meet you.' Mark continued.

'Can I take a shower first? I don't want him or her to see me like this.' Angela mentioned.

'Oh, of course. We'll wait here.' Angela turned around and ran into the dressing room.

It took her less than 15 minutes to get ready. Angela came back into the studio and went straight towards Mark.

'There she is.' Mark said smiling.

'I'm ready.' Angela replied.

'Like I said; there someone who want to meet you.' Mark stepped aside revealing a young girl.

'Hi.' She said and shook Angela's hand. 'I'm Britney Spears.' She took off her shades, making Angela recognize her.

Oh god! I'm shaking hands with Britney Spears! She's my idol! Angela's inside cried.

'Hi, my name is Angela Claiborne.' She said.

Britney smiled and motioned Angela to sit down. 'You probably wondering why I'm here.' She started. 'I'm here because I'm in desperate need of a new dancer. Jaden, my best friend and dancer, just got married. And she had to quit.'

'So... you're basically asking me to be your new dancer?' Angela repeated.

Britney nodded. 'Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.' Britney repeated. 'So, my question to you: will you take the job?'

Angela was shaking of excitement. 'Are you sure? I mean... have you seen me dance?' Angela asked, not knowing how to react.

'Yes, Mark taped your first exam and he showed it to me. Then I was like: Man, this girl is really good! So Mark invited me to watch at this exam... And here I am.' Britney explained. 'You're dancing is even better than mine!'

'No, you're just saying that to...' Angela responded, flattered but shy.

'No, I'm serious! You're way better than I am.' Britney said again. 'You know Crazy? I made up the routine, but you... You bring a whole new edge to it. Something new, I love it!'

'Well Angela, this is a great opportunity.' Mark said.

'Yes it is. I... I don't know what to say!' Angela stuttered.

'Say YES!' Britney cried.

Angela thought it over and finally came up with an answer. 'Britney, I'd be honored to be one of your dancers.' She said. 'You're my idol. This is a dream come true!'

'Great! Fantastic!' Britney exclaimed. 'I've gotta go call David. He's gonna be so exited when he hears this! You're a life-saver Angela! You really are.'

'Fabulous. Britney, while your at it. Go call: Sonia Muckle as well, she needs to print this right away.' Mark added.

'Yes, I will. Be right back.' Britney said and walked off with her phone.

'Who are those people she's gonna call?' Angela asked.

'Sonia Muckle, or -the queen of press- as we like to call her, is Britney's public relations manager. And David Zedeck, he's Britney's tour manager. And me, I should add myself, I do everything for her. Anything that has to be done, from recruiting new dancers to... getting pizza at rehearsals.' Mark explained.

'So you're basically a man-of-all? You do anything and everything at the same time.' Angela figured.

Mark nodded. 'Yeah, that's basically it.' he said. 'But I love my job. Britney is a dish, she's an amazing girl and I love her.'

'Yes, she is quiet amazing.' Angela admitted. 'She's been my idol ever since her first album came out. I love it right away, just as the new one. It's great! I really enjoyed dancing to it.'

'That's great. 'Cuz you'll be dancing to her songs only, from now on.' Mark explained.

They talked everything through and then they brought Angela home. Britney explained everything to her parents -with a little help from Mark-. 'Baby, that's wonderful!' Ann exclaimed. She was very exited about her daughters latest achievement. Jamie walked into the living room and froze to the ground when she saw Britney Spears, sitting on the couch in her very own living room.

Oh my god! That's Britney Spears! I'm gonna die! She thought. Be cool, act normal... please.

'Britney, I want you to meat my sister Jamie.' Angela said and pushed Jamie forwards. 'Jamie, this is Britney Spears.'

'Duh!' Jamie exclaimed. 'Oh, sorry. Nice to meet you.'

'Nice to meat you too.' Britney said smiling widely. 'I'm gonna be taking your sister with me for a long time. Do you mind?'

'Nope. I don't mind. Keep her as long as you like.' Jamie replied.

'Well.' Britney smirked and looked at Angela. 'Your sister is sure gonna miss you...'

'Forgive her, she's always like that.' a voice said. Britney turned around and faced Scott.

'Hello lovely lady. How nice to see ya.' Scott said and kissed her hand.

'Nice to meat you too. I'm Britney.' She said.

'So I've noticed.' Scott smirked. 'My name is Scott, at your service.'

Oh god Scott! Stop sucking up to her! Angela thought. You're making a complete loser out of yourself! She's never gonna fall for that stuff! Never!

But Angela was wrong. Britney fell for Scott's act completely. 'I don't wanna be a party-spoiler but eh...' Mark said.

'Yes Mark. We know.' Britney added. 'Angela, I need you to pack your bags. My new tour starts early next week. And we've got a lot of practicing to do. So... we're flying to Los Angeles tonight.'

'Tonight?!' Ann exclaimed. 'You're taking her tonight!'

'Yes, I'm afraid so.' Mark answered. 'But we're gonna take real good care of her.'

'We promise.' Britney added. Angela looked at her parents.

'Can I go mum? Dad? Please...' she begged. Ann and Jared looked at each other and sighed.

'Yes honey, you can go.' Jared -her father- said.

'Thank you daddy! And you too mummy!' Angela exclaimed. 'I love you guys! And I'm gonna miss you guys!'

'We're gonna miss you too pumpkin.' Jared said and squeezed his daughter tightly.

'Dad... daddy. You're suffocating me!' Angela whispered.

'Oh baby, I'm sorry.' Jared said. 'It's just that... you're gonna be gone for... how long?'

'The tour lasts over 2 months, add 4 weeks of practice to that and a lot of plane-hours and you get... Approximately 4 months.' Mark explained.

'My god! 4 Months! I'm not gonna be able to hug my baby for 4 months!' Ann cried.

'Hug me mummy.' Angela whispered. 'Please.'

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