Small Changes
By Jenna
"It's
Carter, going for the layup. He shoots, he scores! Carter saves the game and
the Bulls win!" Nick announced his moves as he shot hoops in the back lot
of the hotel.
Besides singing, Nick's other goal in life was to be an NBA player on the
Chicago Bulls basketball team. He spent what little free time he had shooting
baskets with the portable backboard they took along on tour or when he was home
during downtime you would be able to find him shooting in his driveway.
"Yo, Nick-kay," AJ called out from the hotel window. Nick winced when
he heard the name 'Nick-kay', he hated that more than anything and AJ knew it.
"Hey, they're ready for you, hurry up!"
Nick aimed the ball for one last shot and was startled by AJ yelling at him
again. Nick watched the ball sweep over the backboard. He slowly walked over
and retrieved the ball and dribbled it as he walked back into the hotel.
Brian could hear a reapeated "thud" sound in the hallway, so he knew
that Nick would be coming through the door at any moment.
When Nick entered the room, he found all the guys were already positioned in
front of the camera. The photographer took one look at Nick and shook his head
in disgust.
"What! Hey, what did I do wrong now?" Nick asked defensively.
"You're sweating and you look like shit." AJ replied flatly.
Nick's eyes narrowed at AJ. As he opened his mouth to reply to AJ's remark,
Kevin clipped him off.
"Nick, just sit where the open spot it so this shoot can be finished,
please?" Kevin begged as he gestured to the open stool that was situated
between Howie and Brian.
As Nick went past AJ on his way to his assigned seat, he intentionally bumped
up against him, knocking his glasses off.
An angry AJ grabbed one of Nick's legs, causing Nick to fall against Brian
which in turn caused a chain reaction of Brian falling backwards into the
canvas backdrop and taking it down with him.
"Oh, and thank you very much!" The photographer hissed. He started
packing his camera and equipment up. "No fee is worth this type of
crap."
Nick looked at the photographer and shrugged his shoulders. He personally
didn't care if he had his picture taken, he figured there were already plenty
going around.
As soon as the photographer left the hotel room, Nick scooped up the basketball
and headed towards the door.
"Nick, is this all you're planning on doing with your downtime today,
shoot baskets?" Kevin asked.
Nick spun the ball in his index finger. "Yup." He opened the door and
walked out into the hallway, starting to dribble the ball once again on the
carpet.
As Nick stepped outside, the sunlight caught a shiny object that was resting
along the fence. He stopped and picked it up. Examining it, Nick determined it
was a shiny medallion, it looked to him like a petrified shark's tooth. He
stuck the medallion in his front pocket and temporarily forgot about it.
After an hour of shooting baskets, Nick was joined by Brian. Their intense
playing was interrupted by the chiming of an ice cream truk rounding the corner.
Nick threw the basketball down and called out to Brian over his shoulder.
"Race ya."
Brian took off and the two of them ran towards the street, only to be beaten by
the neighbor area kids ranging in ages of six to twelve. Pretty soon, Brian and
Nick were surrounded by kids and they literally stood above them, waiting for
ice cream.
Nick was shocked when Brian told the group of kids that he would treat all of
them to ice cream. Brian was always such a tight wad with cash.
Seeing the shocked look on Nick's face, Brian responded. "Hey, what can I
say? I have a soft heart when it comes to kids, and I'll buy your ice cream
too, Nick."
Licking his lips, Nick was deciding what he was going to ask for. Brian could
see the wheels turing so he quickly added, "One item, Nick."
nick squinted his eyes in a reply and then asked for a drumstick.
As they walked back towards the lot, Brian kept commenting on how cute those
kids were.
"Yeah, they really have the world at their hands, don't they Bri? No cares
or concerns. God, to just be a ten year old or even a six year old again would
be cool. Everything is done for you, you never have to worry about
anything." Nick commented. "Yeah, I wish I were 12 again, that was a
fun age!"
*~*~*~*~*
After dinner, the guys returned to the hotel. Nick was happy this time around
as the room assignments gave him a room to himself.
"I'd really love to hang aound, people, but I want to go to bed and enjoy
the peace and quiet of my own room tonight," Nick announced while they
were standing in the lobby signing a few autographs from some of the hotel
guests. "See ya in the morning."
Nick quickly left and and hurried up to the 6th floor. Sliding his card into
the slot, he opened the door and took in the peacefulness of a hotel room to
himself. He threw himself across the bed, picked up the remote and started
channel surfing.
Bored with that after ten minutes, Nick picked up his laptop computer and
plugged it into the phone jack. He decided to check out some chat rooms and see
what was going on in there. He felt reasonably comfortable in doing that
tonight since Brian wasn't around to watch him. Brian had a total dislike for
chatrooms and online conversations. He told Nick time after time that it would
only lead to him getting upset and needing Brian to pick up the pieces.
Nick entered a room with an online name "thechosenone". He was
immediately hit with the a/s/l question.
"20/m/fl." Nick typed in the answer and hit enter. After that, he
mentally reprimanded himself. 'God, Nick, talk about being a little obvious.'
Next came "where in florida?"
Again, without thinking, Nick typed out "Tampa" and hit enter.
Pretty soon, several IM's were being sent to him. One person questioned him.
"Are you Nick Carter?"
'Okay, now I'm gonna be smart,' Nick told himself. "No, my name is
Norman," Nick typed out.
After a few minutes of arguing with the online chatters, Nick finally agreed,
"Yeah, okay, I'm Nick Carter," he typed.
"No you're not!" princess69 typed back.
"Yes, I am!" Nick typed in reply.
"call me then at 941-864-2343 and prove it," princess69 demanded.
"Ok, fine, I will." Nick typed out and grabbed his cell phone. He
carefully followed the number on the screen and dialed.
"Hello?" A quiet, female voice answered the phone.
"Princess69?" Nick asked hesitantly.
"Yeah and who's this?" the girl's voice countered.
"It's me, Nick Carter." Nick replied.
"Oh, boy, yeah, sure!" Princess69 laughed into her phone.
"You're nothing but a poser. Get a life you loser!"
Before Nick could respond, he heard the distinct click of a phone being hung up
followed by a dial tone.
Disgusted with the whole experience, Nick disconnected the laptop and slammed
the cover down.
"I guess I'll just go to bed then."
Nick got his pajamas on and slid into bed.
*~*~*~*
The alarm sounded off precisely at 6:30 am, the time that Nick had set it for.
He quickly reached out from under the blankets and slapped the button down to
silence the alarm.
Nick laid in bed for a moment, running the days upcoming events through his
head. He stretched and then climbed out of bed. When he stood up, his boxers
fell down onto the floor.
"What the f---" Nick stopped in midsentance. the voice coming out of
his mouth sounded wierd. He bent over quickly and grabbed the boxers and was
preparing to pull them up when he noticed something wrong, dead wrong.
He rushed to the mirror in the bathroom. Looking back at him was himself, but
only himself when he was around thirteen years old.
Nick's mouth dropped open. "Holy shit! God, what do I do now?"
Grabbing onto the boxers, Nick walked back into the room and picked up the
phone and dialed Brian's room number.
"...yeah." AJ answered, obviously annoyed at the fact that someone
distrubed him from a sound sleep.
"AJ, it's me, Nick, get Brian." Nick begged into the receiver.
"Nick? Yeah, right." AJ replied and hung the phone up.
Nick dialed the number again.
"Don't hang up AJ, it's me I need----" Nick wasn't able to finish the
sentenance. AJ slammed the phone down. The next time Nick tried the number, he
was met with a busy signal.
"That asshole took the phone off the hook." Nick mumbled to himself.
Nick walked over to his suitcase. He grabbed a t-shirt and put it on. The shirt
hung loosely and part way to the floor.
"Oh, god, this is just great!" Nick exclaimed when he realized that
this would be the best he could do for himself at the present time.
"Where's AC when I need him?" Nick thought out loud thinking he could
have used his little brother's clothes right about now.
He walked out of his hotel room and into the hall, setting off towards Brian
and AJ's room, three doors down. Nick walked up to the door and started banging
his fists against the door.
After a few minutes of pounding, the door suddenly swung open, Nick nearly
hitting AJ in the stomach.
"Kid, get the fuck out of here before I call hotel security." AJ
yelled at Nick.
"No, AJ, wait, it's me, Nick! You gotta believe me!" Nick pleaded
with a sleepy AJ.
AJ laughed in response. "yeah, you do look twenty to me. Do yourself a
favor kid, go home before you get into trouble, okay and you'd better dress
before you roam the halls, indecent exposure, ya know. And with that, the door
was slammed in Nick's face.
'What can I do now?' Nick thought to himself. He walked back towards his room.
When he got to the door, a sick feeling went through his body as Nick realized
he forgot to brig his key with him. "Kevin, I'll go to Kevin."
Nick pounded on Kevin and Howie's door for several minutes. No one answered. He
reluctantly slid down the wall next to Brian and AJ' room, to sit and wait.
Nick folded his arms across his knees and put his head down.
Suddenly, Nick felt a gentle touch on his head. He looked up into Leighanne
Wallace's eyes.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" Leighanne asked Nick.
'Oh, thank god, Lee, she can help me.' "I got locked out of my room."
Nick started out.
"Aww, you poor thing." Leighanne held out her hand Nick. "Come
with me and we'll call your parents from Brian's room, okay?"
'Yes!' Nick thought to himself. He could finally get in to Brian and convince
him of the problem.
When Leighanne knocked on the door to Brian and AJ's room, Nick stood beside
her, his hand in hers. Nick was momentarily set back when AJ answered the door.
He rushed past him into the room and jumped on Brian's bed.
"Hey! Kid, I thought I told you to beat it!" AJ yelled after Nick.
Leighanne looked at AJ, puzzled. "What's going on?"
"This kid called our room about three times this morning and said he was
Nick and then he comes down here and knocks on the door." AJ sputtered.
"It's true, I'm Nick," Nick protested as he sat back and watched
Brian sit up in bed.
"No you're not, you're some 12 year old brat with some type of mental disorder,"
AJ countered.
"I wish," Nick cried out. Thoughts ran through his mind as to how he
could prove it was him.
After several long minutes of trying to convince everyone in the room of who he
was, Nick reluctantly decided it wasn't going to happen. Trying to buy time
until he could figure out what happened to him and how to convince them that it
was him, Nick had an idea.
"My parents went out site seeing for the day today, that's how come I got
locked out of my room. They won't be back until tomorrow," Nick lied.
"What kind of parent leaves their---" AJ was stopped short of
finishing the sentence by Brian's stern look.
"We'll make the best of it for you. You can stay with us until your
parents return tomorrow." Brian suggested.
"Oh, that's just great, a kid to hand around in our room," AJ
sputtered.
"Go bunk with Nick then." Brian shot back.
"Oh, like that's any better?" AJ asked.
As Brian was opening his mouth to reply, Leighanne interrupted. "Guys, he
can stay with me."
Nick's mouth was still hanging open in shock as he was still trying to figure
out why AJ wouldn't want to bunk in his room.
"It's settled then. He'll stay with Lee," Brian stated. He looked
over at Nick sitting on the bed. "By the way, what is your name, we can't
keep calling you kid."
"It's Nick."
Nick searched the faces of everyone in the room. The only offbeat look he got
was from AJ's face which consisted of a smirk.
Leighanne sat down next to Nick on the bed. "Let's see, I think you're
about a size 16 slim, and a medium shirt. I'll go to that one store up the road
and pick you up something so you'll at least have something to wear."
Brian handed Leighanne some money and kissed her before she left the hotel
room. AJ mumbled something about getting coffee and followed Leighanne out the
door.
After they left, Brian walked over to the table and sat down. "So, Nick,
do you like to play video games?"
Nick shrugged his shoulders and then nodded. He was thinking of what he could
do to prove to Brian who he was.
"My friend Nick does too."
"I got it!" Nick thought to himself. "Hey, Brian, could
you pull out your comp, I want to show you something."
Brian looked puzzled at the blonde haired boy. How did he know he had a
computer? He complied with Nick's wishes and produced his laptop computer and
set it in front of the child.
Nick wasted no time in hooking the computer up and signing in online under his
own name and password. Brian didn't tie it in at all.
Nick surfed to a Nick Carter website that would be bound to have pictures of
him at the age he was currently stuck at. He came to a page where there were
several photos of himself at ages eleven through 13.
"Hey Brian, I want to show you something to prove to you who I am,"
Nick said as he turned the laptop towards Brian.
Brian looked at the computer screen with the images of Nick at the young ages.
"Boy you sure do have a stiking resemblence to my friend Nick," was
all that Brian said.
Feeling defeated, Nick could feel the tears forming in his eyes. He blinked
repeatidly to try to prevent them from spilling over.
Brian saw the boy getting upset and put his hand on Nick's back. "Are you
getting homesick for your folks?"
Nick shook his head quickly. His eyes fell onto the icon on the screen of the
yellow AOL messenger. He quickly clicked onto it, making sure Brian was
watching. Nick knew Brian's screen name and he also knew the password. When the
screen flashed up as him being logged onto the messenger, Brian realized that
something was definately wrong.
"How'd you do that?"
"I've been telling you over and over, it's me Nick!"
"I know, a boy named Nick..."
"Nick Carter, it's me Brian! Please you gotta believe me!"
Shocked, Brian sank back into the chair. "But how? How did this
happen?"
"I dunno, all I know is I'm 13 and it sucks," Nick sputtered.
"Think Nick, was it something that you ate or did?" Brian was
grasping for clues that put Nick into this predicament.
Nick stared at the computer screen for a minute, trying to figure out what went
wrong. "Hey, I remember when we got that ice cream, we were talking about
how cool it would be to be a kid their age because of no worries and
stuff."
Brian shook his head. "No, that wouldn't do it, I mean, I'm still
normal."
Nick had a smile play across his lips.
"I mean I haven't changed!" Brian jumped in quickly to prevent Nick
from making a comment about him being normal. "Think Nick. It's gotta be
something you ate or touched."
"Oh my god, it couldn't be that!"
"Be what? Tell me!" Brian urged.
"I found this cool looking petrified shark tooth along the fence. I picked
it up and put it in my pocket when I went back out with the ball after the
photo deal," Nick recalled.
"It has to be! Where is it?" Brian asked excitedly.
Nick sighed. "In my pants pocket, on the floor, in my hotel room that I
can't get into."
"I can get into the room. I'll just go down to the front desk," Brian
replied.
*~*~*~*
"Nick! Brian! Where's little Nick at?" Leighanne asked as she
returned to the hotel room with bags in hand.
Brian laughed. "Little Nick? Oh, his parents returned and took him
home."
"Darn, I had some adorable outfits for Nick. He would have looked so
cute!"
Brian smirked at Nick. "I bet he would have, honey."
A shrill scream echoed out in the hallway followed by sobs from a man. Brian
and Nick jumped up and ran to the door.
Looking out into the hall, they found AJ, down on his knees, backed up against
a wall.
"AJ? What's wrong?" Brian asked.
Nick was started to bust out in laughter. Brian whipped around and glared at
Nick. "Nick, what did you do?"
"Just a little, teeny wish," Nick snickered.
"What kind of a wish? What did you do to AJ?"
"Hey, he was nasty to me when I was a little kid, I figured AJ needed an
experience to humble himself," Nick pointed out.
Brian turned his attention back to AJ. His mouth dropped open when AJ removed
his cowboy hat to reveal a shiney head.
"How the hell did this happen?" AJ demaned.
"Too many dye jobs?" Nick replied and doubled over laughing.
The End
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