| I woke up because there was laughing and someone banged on my door, I got up and went to the door ... it was Justin. I went and called Grace, “I wanna see him so bad and I wanna hug him so bad!” “Girl, you can’t!” she said. She hung up the phone and two seconds later, she knocked on my door, “Grace, who is in there?” “Justin, you have to find out at the first concert ... now go away.” she said then I opened the door. “How am I gonna live and not being able to see him ... how are we going to pull this off.” I said. “I don’t know but you are going to start with Britney this morning and you got about 30 minutes, hurry up girl.” I groaned, “Ok, well see ya later ... will someone come and get me?” “Yeah, it will most likely be Britney.” she said then we said bye and she left. Now all the guys were at my door and they had to get a guard. About 40 minutes later Britney came in, “Hey Dreama, I mean Hope...” “Oh yeah ... hey, Britney, how are ya?” I said. “Good, well I brought you this...” she handed me a robe and told me to put it on. I put it on and we walked out, “Britney, who is it?” “I am not telling you Justin ... leave it be!” she said as we walked into the elevator. “I am glad that is over with ... for now.” I said. (The night of the concert) “Hope, are you ready?” Britney said. I looked at her, “I just wanna get this over with so I can see Justin...” “Look, I may have been nice all this week and on stage but I am going to speak my mind now ... I don’t want you near him ... do you hear me Dreama ... stay away!” “Look, he is so over you ... no we are going to talk after the show and guess what I am not singing ‘Girl in the Mirror’ but I am doing ‘I’m Slave for You’ ...” “Whatever let’s just get this over with.” she said we walked out and I saw the guys, “Hey, it the ...” They all stared at me as I walked by Britney stopped to talk, “Britney, I know you still are madly in love with Mr. Timberlake but can we PLEASE get this over with so I can go live my unhappy life and not look at your face!” The guys laughed, “Well, hun, you may be in love with me but I surely anit in love with you.” I busted out laughing and walked on ... he didn’t say hey or nothing ... he must not care anymore. She did her stuff and I got on there with her ... we had a blast then it was time for NSYNC and I went down to where the crowd was. I was dancing then it was time for “Gone”, “Hey, you all know that we all love someone and I want my special someone that I lost about a month ago ... well anyway, I just want her back.” The crowd screamed, “Who?” “You really wanna know who?” he said. “Her name is Dreama and she was my stylist but then she left for no reason ... I hope she is here.” Was just standing there ... and they started to sing. I busted out into tears … they had pictures of the guys and me on the TV screen. The song was over and I was still crying, Hope took me to the backstage bathroom and I cryed even more, “Dreama, let’s go to my dressing room.” She had to walk me there b/c I was crying so had that I couldn’t see. |
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