Chapter 6 -
Someone's Got A Big Mouth
~ 2 WEEKS LATER ~
“Glad you
could make it” Nick smiled as Jet passed through the
backstage security
“Yeah
well, talk about a mission, it’s scary how many screaming
girls there are out there” Jet laughed brushing the signs of
a struggle off her
“Something
happen?”
“Some
girl didn’t like the fact they were letting me it, figures”
she laughed
“Hey Jet,
what up?” AJ smiled walking up to the two
“Hey
freak” Jet winked
“Nice
get-up” Jet commented studding the glove on Nick’s hand
“I
thought only Michael Jackson wore one like this” she added
laughing
“Shut up
you” he sniffed grabbing her into a bear hug
“FIVE
MINUTES” echoed backstage
“I'm
gonna go round to the side and watch” Jet smiled kissing
Nick briefly on the cheek
~ AFTER THE
SHOW ~
“Hey you
guys were great, not that it’s really my type of music, but
you were really good, sure got those girls up the front eating
out of your hand” Jet announced as Nick came running up to
her
“So you
liked it?” he inquired with a wink
“Yeah,
for pop it was OK” she muttered purposely
Nick flung his
arms around her, cackling like a maniac
“EW But
you stink, go get changed” she responded slapping his butt
~ AN HOUR
LATER ~
“So you
really enjoyed it?” Nick smiled chomping away at his
hamburger
“Will you
stop asking me that already. And when par-say will you be going
to one of Coverts performances”
“Name the
time and place”
Jet thought
for a moment, they had been asked to do a guest performance on
MTV Rock The World Special.
“Okay
Carter boy, MTV studio, 2 weeks”
“Got
yourself a date”
~ 2 WEEKS
LATER ~
Covert had
been practicing relentlessly for 2 weeks solid, but finally their
first Televised performance had arrived.
“Alight
let’s get you ready” a stagehand announced walking up
to the band.
“I’ll
see you afterwards” Jet announced shaking nerviously
“It’s
alright Jet, you’ll do great. Wanna know what I do, to
combat the fear of crowds?” Nick smiled
“What?”
Jet inquired pursing her lips into a smile
“Just
imagine only one person, focus on that one person” he
assured her
“I know
you’re going to say no, but could you be out there in that
crowd?”
“I’ll
be by the backstage door, around to the side okay? You’ll be
able to see me from there”
“Thank
you” Jet gushed wrapping her arms around Nick’s neck
“God Boy
you gotta stop growing” she chuckled as she placed a quick
kiss on his lips
“Alright
our next performers call Florida home, and are the latest edition
to Rock’s family, let’s here it for Covert” the VJ
announced as the lights above and around Jet lit up.
True to his
word, Nick snuck around the side of the backstage corridor, and
out the side door. The security guard looked at him oddly, but
allowed him to stay there. From the corner of her eye she spotted
Nick, his blond hair hidden under an over-used baseball cap, his
smile warm and friendly. All of a sudden the crowds before her
melted away, and he became her focus. The words flew out of her
mouth with perfection, the loud drum behind her providing the
beat, as the electric and bass guaitar to either side added the
“soul” of the song. Time slipped by as Covert played 2
songs, and had the audience screaming their praise.
The program
cut to an ad as Covert headed off the stage.
“You were
really good” Nick said as Jet beamed proudly
“Wow, it
was kinda strange been up there, I mean on stage at the Big Day
out, you can barely see anyone, but out there it’s like your
right in their face” Jet gushed quickly running a brush
through her dark hair.
“Alright
we’re back in 1 minute, please take your seats” the
stagehand announced
“Argh,
okay, I’ll see you soon” Jet smiled “Oh and thanks
for standing out there” she added before following the
others out onto the main stage.
“Welcome
back, sitting here with me now are the members of Covert, who we
just saw play on the side stage, welcome guys, and girl” the
VJ introduced smiling at Jet
“Now let’s
make sure I got this right, it’s Devin, Jeremy, Seth and
Jet?”
“That’s
right man” Seth replied
The
conversation/interview consisted of questions referring to The
Big Day Out, Recording, Singles, Musical influences and so on.
“So Jet,
I hear a rumor there’s a puppy waiting backstage for you”
the VJ laughed
“Um,
what?” Jet responded
”A puppy, a boy”
“Oh
right, yeah I do have a boyfriend if that’s what you’re
asking”
“No
forgive me for prying, but a little bird whispered in my ear, he’s
a quite well known BOY in the music industry”
Jet smiled
helplessly and shrugged.
The camera
quickly flicked backstage where Nick was sitting on a chair
looking up at one of the TV screens positioned along the wall.
Realizing it was his face staring back at him, his head jolted
around looking for a camera.
“Oh, now
who was that?” The VJ chuckled, trying to keep a straight
face
“Do you
have a point to this?” Jet inquired trying her hardest not
to look embarresed.
The camera
flicked back to Nick, then back to the stage.
“Op’s
there it goes again”
By now there
were slight chuckles and wolf-whistling from the audience, as
Jeremy, Seth and Devin, tried their hardest not to burst out
laughing.
The camera
flicked backstage again, a super imposed picture of Nick in all
his Backstreet glory, floated next to him.
“Looks
like we have a match” the VJ laughed
“I'm glad
I humor you” Jet responded a little put out by the whole
thing
“It’
like Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf of the music
industry”
Jet remained
silence, her head fuming.
“So you
my dear, Jet, rumored to be the next Gwen Steffani are dating
Teeny-Bopper heart throb, Nick Carter?”
Jet shrugged
helplessly.
“Now isn’t
that just one for the funny books. Rock meets Pop. We’ll be
right back”
“Who told
them?” Jet hissed as they exited the stage
The boys were
too busy laughing to even notice Jet was talking.
“Who the
fuck told them?” she announced for the second time.
“Gee’s
Jet, kiss ya momma with dat mouth?” Seth laughed
“I'm
gonna kick each one of your asses when we get home, now tell me
who told that asshole?”
“Jet it
doesn’t really matter” Nick sighed wrapping his arm
around her shoulder
“Are you
stupid? Of course it matters, they are making a joke out of us
Nick, or should I call you little red riding hood?”
Jet slumped
down onto the seat, frowning.
“It doesn’t
really matter” Nick shrugged
“Yeah
listen to the little blonde pop star Jet” Jeremy snickered
“You’re
an ass” Jet shot back, glaring at him
“Well you
have to admit it is kinda funny, Jet the wanna-be rebel with this
prissy ballad singing momma’s boy”
“Jealous
he’s getting some and you’re not?”
Jet stood up
above Jeremy and starred down.
“Come on
Nick, we don’t need these wankers” Jet announced
grabbing Nick’s arm.
As she stormed
away, her foot flicked the leg on the chair Jeremy was sitting
on, and with one jolt, the chair skidded along the tiled floor
and came toppling down, sending Jeremy straight to the floor.
“I'm
sorry about that” Jet sighed as the two walked out into the
bright sun
“It’s
okay, like I said it doesn’t matter” Nick shrugged
They walked
down the alleyway, where Nick had parked his car.
“Can we
just go somewhere?” Jet pleaded running her hands through
her dark hair.
“Sure”
Nick replied starting the engine.
They soon
found themselves back at the hill where they had come after their
first night together.
“God I
just wanna kill him” Jet screamed down the dirt track
“Look”
Nick said spinning her around “It doesn’t matter”
he added smiling
She stood up
on her tiptoes and placed a soft kiss onto his lips. His hands
slid around to her back, holding her in position. Their lips
melded together with perfection.
“Nick do
you ever just want escape?” Jet inquired in a soft whisper
She turned to
face the city, her body leaning up against his. His arms
slithered around her waist.
“With
you?” he smiled burying his head in her neck
“Seriously,
don’t you just want to leave, fly away, leave everything
behind and don’t ever look back? That’s what I'm going
to do, I'm going to leave, I'm going to get out of this place”
Jet sighed breathing in the warm air
“What are
you afraid of?” Nick questioned
“Nothing”
Jet lied
“You just
sound like you’re running from something, that’s all”
“I'm
running from this place, and I wont be looking back”
“What
about me?”
“Come
with me”
Silence hung
through the air, nothing needed to be said.