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Chapters 7- I Wanna Go Home!

 ***Early in the morning***
“Hey, where’s Justin?” Joey asked. “I haven’t seen him so ages.”

The NSYNC members were spread out around Lance’s room room, doing nothing but talking.

“Well, Justin told me that he was going on a trip for a couple of weeks…but he’ll be back before the battle starts.” Lance answered.

“Man!” Chris sat up from lying on the floor. “Justin always gets all the fun…while we get all the crap!”

They all nodded.

“I can’t wait until the battle begins, I’ve heard that the Backstreet Boys are on the other side.” Lance said.

“Yeah, I heard about that too.” Joey agreed.

“So, if that’s true then we can beat the crap out of them, then that means no more Backstreet Boys and maybe, just maybe, we’ll be as successful as them.”

“YEAH!” They all agreed, but for JC who just stayed quite.

“Hey, what’s wrong JC?” Lance asked.

“What’s the point…the Backstreet Boys will always be better then us…even if we kill them or not. Most of their fans hate us.”

“But some of their fans will became our fans.” Joey added.

“I guess...” JC looked outside the window and stood up. “I’m gonna lay down for awhile.”

They all nodded.

After JC left the room they all started to worry.

“Ya know, ever since we came here JC has been acting weird.” Chris said.

“We all know that. But what are we going to do about it? We don’t know what’s bothering him.” Joey answered.

There was a long silence in the room, as they didn’t know what to say or do.

***Half an hour later***
“I hate this!”

JC was in his room. He was lying on his bed, while staring out the window. All he saw was the red sky as dark grey clouds gathered together.

“I can’t go outside for a walk…I can’t read a book…I can’t sing or I’ll get punished. Agh! I can’t do anything around here.” He sighed. “Trapped in this dam building. I’d prefer to be on the Backstreet Boys side…I bet they get to do what they wanna do.”

A tap on the door could be heard.

“Hey JC! It’s me Lance. 15 minutes before our training starts! So, I’ll meet ya in the training room!” Lance shouted.

JC didn’t answer back.

“I wanna go home…back on earth. I don’t want to fight anyone…”

***At the same time***
The Backstreet Boys were outside the backyard of Jessica’s house. Nick and Kevin weren’t facing each other, as they stood about 3 metres apart. The boys were all sitting on chairs and couches.

“Hey Jess.” AJ said, with a greeting smile.

Jessica just came back from a meeting at Arky’s Headquarter.

“Hey guys.” She answered back.

“So, Jess…Did you ask?” Howie asked.

“No, not really because that was the topic of the whole meeting.”

“How many more days before the battle?” Nick asked impatiently, with a cheeky grin on his face.

“Don’t you mean weeks, Nick?” Kevin corrected.

Before Nick could say anything, Howie spoke first. “Jessica. Do you know when it’s going to start?”

“In five weeks…or maybe earlier. But I’m sure that after all the training you have done. I think you guys are ready.”

“Man, I can’t wait to kick some butts!” Nick nudged Brian, as they were sitting on the same couch. “Don’t you reckon Brian?”

Brian didn’t look at Nick. “Yeah…”

“Hey, what’s wrong?” Nick started to worry about he’s best friend.

“Nothing…” Brian shook he’s head.

“Is it Leighanne?” Jessica asked.

“No…”

“Are you getting home sick?” Kevin asked.

“No…”

“How about missing ya family?” Nick asked.

“No…”

Everyone but Brian, looked at each other worried.

Kevin walked and kneeled in front of Brian, as he didn’t care about Nick sitting on the same sit as Brian. “Brian…what’s wrong? Come on. You can tell us.”

“Well…I don’t mean to say this but…I don’t want to fight. I mean, I’ll be great to save this planet but…” He sighed. “I don’t think I can kill someone. I wanna go home.”

Jessica walked up to Brian and placed her right hand on his shoulder. “I know how you feel. I sometimes wonder is this my home planet.” She tried to joke.

A small grin came on Brian’s face. “I’m sorry if I sound selfish but I’m just worried about one of us dieing. Jess, remember when I asked you, what happens when one of us dies?”

“Yeah.” She nodded.

“And you said we’ll die…well, I don’t wanna lose anyone of these guys…they’re like my brothers.”

“Brian, we’re gonna dies one day.” AJ said.

“But we have a lot to look forward to!”

Everyone when silence.

“Look, do you want to make a promise? That we all have to keep.” Howie asked.

They all nodded.

“Okay, let’s make a promise to never let each other down.” Kevin said.

“And! We have to look out for each others backs.” Nick added.

Kevin looked at Nick, as a grin slowly came on his face. “Nick, for once that’s the best thing you could add in.”

Nick smiled. “Thanks.”

“So, is everyone happy with that?” Brian asked.

Everyone agreed, as the promise was made.

There was a knock on the door, so Jessica went to see whom it was. It was Amya, she had a huge smile on her face.

Without a word Amya walked in and sat in the Chair room.

“And why are you so happy?” Jessica asked, as she sat down near her on another chair.

“Justin is ‘so’ prefect!”

“…Okay.” Jessica wasn’t pleased.

“Jess, come on. Lighten up. Be happy for me.”

“Why should I? I mean I guess I should be, as you’re my friend but I don’t trust Justin.”

There was a long silence in the room and Amya’s smile turning into a frown.

Amya stood up. “You know what? Who cares about what you think. I love Justin, and you can’t stop that.”

“I know that, Amya. But I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“I won’t get hurt!” She snapped.

“Amya...”

“No, don’t Amya me. I came here because I thought that you would be happy for me, but I guess I was wrong.”

“No, it’s not true. I am happy for you but it’s just…”

“Just what?”

Jessica tried to say something but nothing came out of her mouth. “I thought so.”

“Hey Amya!” Nick said, as he walked in the room.

Amya gave Nick a sharp look. “Don’t ‘hey’ me. You…you blonde…dickhead!”

“Okay…” Nick started to back off.

“Amya! Don’t be rude to him. He was just saying hi.”

“Oh. So we’re going on sides now.”

“Amya you are taking this all wrong way. There are no sides.” Jessica tried to explain.

“Ha. Don’t make me laugh Jess.”

“Amya, what’s wrong with you?”

“Nothing. Nothing at all.”

“Then why are you acting like this?”

Amya didn’t answer Jessica’s question, as she just flicked her long hair at her and made her way out the door.

“Amya!” Jessica cried, as she ran after her. Nick followed as well, but he just stood at the front door.

“Amya! What did Justin do to you?” Jessica grabbed onto Amya’s sleeve.

Amya turned around as Jessica let go. “He has open my eyes, to things I have never seen or done.” Amya whispered something in Jessica’s ear, as it took her by surprise. “And I love him for it too.”

Amya got in her car and drove off.

Jessica fell on her knees, as if she had no strength left in her body.

Nick walked up to her and bobbed down. “Jess…”

“I’m okay Nick…”

“Are you sure?”

She took awhile to answer his question. “I guess…” Then she slowly stood up and grinned. “Anyway…let’s get back inside. It’s starting to get a bit cold.”

Nick agreed. “Hey, Jess…what did Amya mean when she said she loved him for it?”

They were at the front door now.

Jessica looked away from Nick. “Last night Amya…went out with Justin and they…did it.”

“Did what?”

Jessica looked at Nick and took a deep breath. “You know the thing you do, when you’re in bed with a opposite sex...”

Nick had a shocked face. “No way.”

Jessica nodded.

“Well, now I know why you don’t liked him that much even more.” Nick said. “Yeah…well, we better get back inside.”

They walked through the front door.


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