"Well, the weather people...what are they called? Weatherologists? Clo-" Howie began.
"To make along story short, or at least short enough that you'll listen, I'll tell you," Justin said. "The meterologists on the news are predicting a blizzard, a major one. They are saying at least, at least, get this, three feet! Feet! Then they are saying when the snow stops, rain will start. And Joey, J.C., and Chris know what that means!"
"Ice!" the three exclaimed in unison.
"Yep! That's right! Snow, then freezing rain. So we are going to have three feet of snow come down with a layer of sleek ice on top of that!" Justin said.
"Oh, and don't forget about white outs! Snow is all you can see in all if you're standing outside," Nick sighed.
"So what're gonna do?" Kevin asked.
"Well, we're gonna go shopping for the stuff we need," Lance answered.
The ten guys worked out a shopping plan together. They decided that they needed emergency food, batteries, flashlights, rock salt, shovels, and fire starters. They also decided to travel all the way to Stamford for the best selection.
They all got into Brian's and J.C.'s Jeeps. The Backstreet Boys were in Brian's bright blue one and *N Sync in J.C.'s dark blue one.
They reached Stamford quickly. They all got out and hiked into the mall. None of them could decide how to do the shopping. Since they did not have guards with them, they did not want to be recognized, so they split the list apart and left each other alone to go their separate ways.
An hour later they all met back at the North directory, everyone but Chris. Joey, Kevin, and Howie, the least recognized ones, all sat down on the bench next to the directory. The others ventured off to do some window shopping. Nick and Brian went to a store that had supplies for practical jokes. J.C. and Lance went to the pet store to visit all of the animals. Justin and A.J. went in search of phat sunglasses and outrageous clothes.
Fifteen minutes later, they met back at the North directory again. They decided to wait it out and see if he would show up, late as usual. They waited and he did not come. They started to panic and tried to decide what to do next.
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