~ AT THE
CARTER/GATES MANSION ~
“Nickolas,
for god sakes pick up your wet towel” Cindy pouted as she
screamed down the hall
“I gotta
tan babe, big shoot” he screamed back, busy browning away in
the sunbed
Cindy sighed
and threw the towel down the laundry shoot, just as the phone
rung.
“Hello?”
she said picking the phone up
“Darlin’
it’s Juan, how are you dear? Lovely, tell me is Nicky there?’
the voice purred
Juan was Nick’s
agent, and as gay as Elton John.
“He’s
busy, can I take a message?” Cindy replied
“Tell him
the shoot is off, will you darlin’ the photographer has come
down with a case of the runs” a girlish giggle followed
“I’ll call ya later babe, with a new time, peace, love
and gay kisses” he stated before hanging up.
“Ick”
Cindy sighed hanging the phone up
“Nick,
get out of the sun bed, the shoots off” Cindy announced
slipping into a pair of shorts and a tank top – she was
going to head to the gym.
“What?”
Nick called, running down the hall in a hurried placed towel.
“Juan
rung, it’s off, he’ll call back later when the know a
new time” Cindy mumbled as Nick stood in the doorway
She tied up
her laces and smiled up and him, his towel almost falling from
his body.
“Where
are you going?’ he inquired looking around the room for some
pants
“The gym”
she replied simply, grabbing up her sports bag
“Why? We’ve
got one here” he shrugged
“I just
need to get out of this house you know, and then I was thinking
of going to confession or something” Cindy responded
“Huh?
Confession? Why? We don’t even go to church”
“I know,
but I was thinking maybe we should, you know – go”
Cindy flung
her long curly blond hair into a ponytail.
“That’s
wacked man” Nick laughed
“Shut-up
dick cheese” Cindy sighed
“You’re
not having an affair?” Nick inquired his eyes narrowing
“I wish”
Cindy laughed
Nick raced
across the room, leaving his towel behind. He jump on her
as he made weird lion sounds, and flung her onto the bed.
“You
wish, you wish” he laughed plummeting his lips onto her neck
She squirmed
under him, in a fit of laughter.
“Okay
mercy’ she giggled
He stopped and
looked down at her.
“Come
with me” she pouted
He sighed
loudly.
“Cindy
you know I haven’t been in a church since my mother had an
affair with the Priest back at the Later Day Saints” he
sniffed “That forced dad into the arms of the floozy drag
queen, Marissa” he added
“We’ll
go to another one, I just think we should go” Cindy pleaded
“We can do stuff after” she smirked
“Okay, I’ll
go. But if I don’t like it, I'm leaving okay?”
“Okay”
Cindy chirped
~ KENTUCKY
– LITTRELL HOUSE ~
“Thomas,
don’t put your sisters hair in the milk” Brian sighed
as he tried to calm Felicity down
Taymar placed
Kaleb in the highchair next to Eli, and rubbed her eyes. Thomas
was the oldest at 7, Briar was 5 (and a half) and Felicity was 3,
the twins were 7 months old.
“Hey
sweetheart” Brian cooed kissing Taymar on the cheek.
She smiled
thankfully, then headed back into the kitchen.
“Come on
Thomas, and Briar, we got to leave for school in a few minutes,
go get your bags” Brian instructed and the little dark
haired kids fled from the table.
“Did you
hear? The circus is coming to town, I think we should go”
Brian said embracing Taymar, his chin resting on her slim
shoulder.
“That
would be fun” Taymar replied stroking the back of Brian’s
head
“We could
leave Eli and Kaleb with mom and dad” he suggested kissing
her neck
Taymar spun
around so she was facing Brian.
“We’ll
see” she smiled, her soft lips curving up into a smile
“MOM
THOMAS STOLE MY LUNCH BOX AND WONT GIVE IT BACK” Briar
screamed running into the kitchen, her slightly curly dark hair
bouncing off her shoulders.
Taymar sighed
softly.
“I’ll
take care of it” Brian winked kissing her quickly on the
lips.
Brian returned
2 minutes later with Briars Barbie lunchbox, and Thomas in toe.
“Alright
say bye to mom, we got to go” Brian announced
“BYE MOM”
the two kids laughed hugging her tightly
“I’ll
see you later” Brian smiled
~ NEW YORK
– ‘RICHARDSON RECORDS’~
“Look if
you could see my face, believe me it wouldn’t look like I
give a damn, I want the contract on my desk before noon”
Kevin announced before slamming down the phone
“Talking
like that wont get you anywhere” Rachel declared, leaning
against the doorframe
Kevin’s
eyes ran up Rachel’s thin frame, her short skirt allowed the
eyes to wander almost to the top of her thigh, her skin tight
black top showed of her perfectly shaped curves, turning anyone
with a third ‘arm’ on.
“Sexy”
Kevin purred
Rachel slinked
her long legs, one in front of the other as she walked towards
Kevin’s desk. She placed her hand on his hard wooden
desk, her fingernails scratching across the wood. She
pouted her blood red lips, and smiled devilishly. Kevin
licked his lips is pleasure.
“That’s
how you get what you want” she whispered running one finger
down his cheekbone.
“Jackson
in da house!” echoed through the office.
Both Kevin and
Rachel, bolted dead still. Thank god the idiot always
introduced himself when he walked in. Rachel pulled down
her skirt and ran out the door.
“Women”
the tubby white guy announced embracing Rachel
It was
strange, Kevin thought, of the likeness Jackson held against the
now deceased lead singer of Limp Biskit, who drowned in the
Mississippi River while filming a new video, there was wide
speculation that he was being audited the tax people at the time.
“Jacky
baby” Rachel giggled, he liked it when she giggled
The sound of
the ringing phone, broke the two’s embrace. Jackson
headed into Kevin’s office as Rachel answered the phone.
“Richardson
Records, Rachel speaking” she answered politely
“It’s
Mrs. Richardson, Kevin’s mother, is he there?”
“Just one
moment please”
Rachel flicked
the hold button.
“It’s
your mother should I put her through?” she questioned poking
her head in the door
“Yes,
yes, do that” Kevin replied
Rachel,
pressed the transfer button, and Kevin’s phone began to
ring.
“Hello,
Mom? What can I do for you?’
“Well
Kevin, I was just wondering when you’re coming to visit.
You and Brian used to be so close, but you haven’t even seen
half of his kids”
Kevin sighed,
he hated the whole “family” lecture.
“I know
mother, but I'm very busy”
“Well I
think you should come down next week, it’s Brian’s
birthday you know”
“Yes,
yes, I’ll try”
“I mean
it Kevin, you should”
“Mother I
have to go, I’ll talk later”
With that
Kevin abruptly hung up.
“Family”
he shrugged
~ SOME ROAD
– SOMEWHERE ~
AJ sighed
loudly as he looked across at Mandy. Though the bus was
moving, she stood poised with her leg in the air, completely
still.
He looked down
at Fred and patted his head.
“Isn’t
she one hell-of-a women” he whispered into the dummy’s
ear
He laughed at
himself for a moment, he’d been on the road too long, he was
talking to an object.
“What’s
funny McLean?” Biff the weight lifted said coking his head
backwards
“Nuthin’”
AJ replied
“Wanna
fight about it?” Biff sniffed
“Not if I
have to get your greasy lard fingers on me” AJ snapped
Biff bolted up
on the bus and all eyes turned to him.
“How
about I break you’re little buddy?” Biff laughed
pushing Fred off the seat with his large hand
“Why don’t
you pick on someone your own size, we can drop you off at a zoo,
I'm sure you’ll find a big enough elephant” Mandy
cackled
Biff spun
around giving her an evil glare, he’d already tried to take
her on in the past, and she’d socked it to him directly in
the crouch, he was now even a little scared of her. He
slumped back down where he was sitting.
“Dork”
Mandy sighed picking Fred up off the floor
She placed him
back on the seat and smiled at AJ.
“I love
this guy” she cooed, rubbing Fred’s fake hair “He
always makes me laugh” she smiled<I>
“This
guy loves you” </I>AJ said in his head. He
wanted to say the words but he was never really good with women.
~ ORLANDO
- ORLANDO JESUS CHURCH ~
“Forgive
me father for I have sinned” sniffed the voice
“It’s
alright my child, god forgives you” Howie replied his palms
placed lazily on his lap
“Don’t
I have to tell you what I’ve done?” the voice
questioned
“Um, yes,
yes, carry on” Howie instructed, his mind elsewhere
He was
thinking of Robin, who was busy painting the mural across the
left side of the wall. His mind dripped with lust as he
thought of her in her paint covered overalls, with her red hair
tied back in a ponytail, and her swift brush strokes. He
quickly snapped himself out of his trance and quickly prayed for
his own forgiveness.
“So that’s
what I did father” the voice stated
Howie had been
so far away he hadn’t heard a thing.
“That’s
alright my child, god forgives you, blessed be your days” he
announced cheerfully.
The figure
left, as another one entered.
“Father?”
Cindy enquired stepping into the little box
“Yes my
child”
“Okay so
you don’t know me, I’ve never been here before, I just
thought I should pop in here and say hi”
“This is
a confession box”
“Oh, um
well I eat red meat on the Sabbath”
“That’s
not a sin unless you’re Jewish”
“Oh, um
well, anyway, hi. Me and my boyfriend Nick, are gonna be
coming here, cool?”
“Of
course my child we welcome people from all over”
“K cool”
Cindy exited
the confession box, as did Howie.
Howie headed
to where Robin was.
“That’s
ah, looking nice” Howie sighed longingly
“Yeah”
Robin sighed
It wasn’t
that she had anything against Father Howie, he was just begging
to get annoying, always looking over her shoulder.
Meghan
strolled in and stopped in her tracks.
“Father”
she smiled her brown eyes looking up at him
“The
paint?” Robin sighed extending her hand.
Meghan idly
handed Robin the paint as four guys walked in.
“Hey
watch where you’re going man” a guy that looked like an
oversized Elmo doll screeched as he ran straight into Nick.
Nick eyed him
up and down, and tried his best not to laugh as ‘Elmo’
straightened his black bowtie which fitted the attire of a blue
and pink stripped suite, with a ruffled white shirt, and what
made it even more funny there was three others dressed the same.
Nick and Cindy
continued on their way out of the church, as the four guys walked
up to Father Howie.
“Look
guys I'm sorry but a barber shop quartette that sing about “Rompin’
and Stompin’ in the hay” have no part in the church
choir”
“Come on
man, we need a gig” Elmo sighed
“Sorry
Joey, JC, Chris and Lance, it’s just not going to happen.
The four
sighed and clicked their fingers in anger.
“Oh, Oh
“Justin” is on” Meghan announced running over to
the small TV set Robin had bought in
“I cant
believe he left us for a talk show” Chris sighed