****CHAPTER ONE****

As I pulled into the driveway I looked in my rear-view mirror to make sure Elena pulled in after me. I saw her green Eclipse pull in and park. I looked over at Christina, who sat in the passanger seat, and smiled. We undid our seat belts and jumped out of my black Beetle Bug. We walked behind the the car and meet up with Elena who was acompanied by Laura. All four of us looked up at our new, beutiful Orlando-based home.

Okay, hold up! Let's stop the story right there so I can explain. I am Gina Affatato. The other three cool chicks are my best friends, Elena Sicilia, Laura DiMarcantonio, and Christina Ziccardi. We have been friends for about six years.

Elena is 24, the oldest, and mature one. Even though she may be mature she still is silly and will make you crack up. Everything that comes out of her mouth is silly.

Laura is 19 and Christina is 22. Laura is my favorite person to bust on. Don't think I am being mean, she will do it right back. Of course out of love. If we are not busting on eachother then we are probably laughing about something. She is so funny.

Christina is so sweet and always has a bright side to things. She seems to be always happy. She also has some jokes up her sleeves.

Then there is me. I am 20. I guess you can say I am the crazy gitty one. I get way to excited about the littlest things. But I am also very sensitive and would cry at the drop of a hat.

Like I said, we have been friends foor about six years now. We are all from Philadelphia Pa. But I didn't always live there. I grew up in Florida. Freshman year of highschool I moved to Philly. Of course that's were I met my girls. After highschool we all decided we wanted to be dancers. Thats where moving to Florida ties in. See, before I moved to Philly I used to be best friends with Nick Carter. Yes, Nick Carter of the Backstreet Boys. Then me and my family moved, and Nick went on with being very successful in the Backstreet Boys. But through alll those years we kept in touch. We would make sure we called eachother once or twice a month. I never met any of the other guys, only talked to them on the phone. Well Nick gave me a call last month saying they needed dancers for their U.S. tour. Their coreographer, Fatima Robenson, was in Philly that month and said she would check us out. Well, she must of liked us cause here we are, standing infront of our new Florida house. Elena's uncle works in Real Estate here in Florida and he helped us find this awesome house. Two weeks earlier he had people come by and rearrange furniture for us, no charge which is totally cool. Alright, now we can get back to the story. I hope I didn't explain things to fast.

I pulled the key out of my pocket and stuck it in the door. I pushed open the door and we all steped in. It was gorgeous. As soon as we were in we started to look around. The living room was done in mostly white. White sofa, white rug, white coffie table and a huge white entertainment system.

The kitchen was black and white. It had an island in the middle with four stools around it for sitting. The counter was done in beutiful black marble. Laura walked over to the fridge and opened it. Then she slammed it shut. "Well I guess we have to supply the food." I just shruged my shoulders. "No big deal. I'll go to the supermarket later." We all then walked out of the kitchen and across the living room to a closed door. Christina turned the knob and swung it open. The room was empty. It was a large room so we decided to make it our excersie room where we can work out and also practice our dance moves.

Then we made our way up the steps and we all picked out our rooms. We gave Elena the biggest one because it was her uncle who got us this fantastic house. After we decided who would go where and that we had three bathrooms, one downstairs and two upstairs, we got our bags out the car and started to unpack. When I was all finished fixing my room the way I wanted and finshed puting all my clothes and things away I sat down on my bed and looked around. I noticed my photo album on the floor and I stretched over to pick it up. I started flipping through the pages and seeing how much me and the girls have changed and grew over six years. When I got to the last page something that was tucked behind fell out. It was a picture of me and Nick. I examined it a bit, trying to remember that day. Then it hit me, this was the day I was leaving for Philly. That was also the first day I saw Nick cry. I remember telling him a million times that we won't loose touch and that he will always be my best friend. I am so glad I didn't break that promise. I couldn't wait to see him for the first time in six years. Just then Laura came in my door with a huge smile on her face. "Hey Gina, there is a cute blonde down stairs sitting on our sofa asking about ya!" A huge smile spread across my face and I got up and ran down the steps.

Chapter 2

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