| Girls In The USA (cont) |
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| Nia walked over to him and placed her hand on his shoulder. She smiled at him and Nick smiled back. Hawaii Nick was in Maui for a charity concert, helping ocean wildlife preservation. Sonora Owen was the head of HELP (Hawaii Environmental Program), she met all of artists before hand, except for Nick, his flight was arriving late, Sonora rearranged the order of performers so that Nick was last and he'd have time to get ready when he finally arrived. Finally, about ten minutes before he was scheduled to go on stage, Nick showed up behind the curtain. "Good, you're here." Sonora said as he walked up to her. "You need to announce that all of the proceeds from the concert go to HELP and how much you have personally donated." Sonora said not looking up at him. "Got it. See ya after the show." Nick said smiling. Sonora now looked up at his smile. Las Vegas Michaela Adams was a dancer, yes, an exotic dancer. She worked at the Sunset Lounge, not a fancy joint, but it brought in enough men that she would get paid every Saturday. Nick was performing at the MGM Grand just two blocks away. "I want to go somewhere." He told his bodyguard, Ron, after he walked off stage. "I already know the place." His guard answered. They proceeded to go to the Lounge, Nick sat down with Ron they both ordered a round of drinks. "Now here's everyone's favorite redhead! Michaela!" The raspy voice of the club owner came over the speakers. Michaela took the stage dressed her in hardly anything. Nick's attention was immediately directed towards her. She danced towards the end of the stage where he was sitting. Nick slipped a few bills into her g-string and smiled. North Carolina Brooke Warren was a student at NC State University studying music of the late twentieth century. The current paper she was writing was on the influence of popular music has on teenagers. Being very lucky she was able to attend a Q&A session with Nick for the local radio station. Questions flew at Nick left and right, not only from reporters but also from teenage girls who either won passes, or snuck in to see him. Questions such as "do you have a girlfriend?" "Can I touch your ass?" and "When did you lose your virginity?" soared by the music star. Brooke laughed to herself and smiled. Nick then stopped all the questions after he was told by his agent that Brooke was there. "I've just been told that there is a college student here doing a thesis paper on me." Nick said, "Where is she?" he added scanning the room. "Hi, I'm Brooke Warren." Brooke stood up raising her hand. A die-hard country music fan, she wasn't the least bit flabbergasted by Nick's presence. "Ask anything you'd like, that'll help with your research." Nick smiled in Brooke's direction. |
| New Jersey "I'm going to head down to the mall." Melissa Stanford announced as she walked out the door of her mother's house. She headed to the mall and saw that outside of the Sam Goody store, there would be an autograph signing by Nick Carter in less then fifteen minutes. Being a huge fan of his music, she was surprised that she had no idea. Melissa rushed upstairs to get into line. Once again, to her surprise, there were only about 20 girls in line. She tapped the girl in front of her on the shoulder. "How come there are only twenty girls here?" "Oh, this was just like a last minute thing, the first time they like mentioned he was going to be here was on TRL this morning!" the typical blonde 'Jersey girl' flipped her hair over her shoulder. Melissa patiently waited her turn to get her notebook signed. As she stepped up to the table where Nick was sitting, she was amazed by how good he looked in person. "Hi." Melissa blushed. "Hi. Name?" Nick asked not looking up from the table. "Uh, Melissa, Melly." She said shyly. "Here you are, Melissa, Melly." Nick said with a laugh. "Um, could I have a hug?" Melissa asked very quietly. "Sure." Nick stood up and hugged the timid fan. He sat back down and smiled at her. Dirty South Atlanta was Courtney Randall's hometown. She was a struggling rapper. It was hard for a female rapper to emerge from the music scene and in Atlanta she didn't have too many big time opportunities or offers. The only gigs she got were filling in at the last minute for any artists that needed an opening act. Last time it was Nelly she filled in for, the time before that is was P.Diddy. The phone rang early on Friday morning. It was her manager. "Hey, gig tonight at the Hawthorne Dome. Nick Carter's show." 'Nick Carter' she thought to herself. 'Why would a pop/rock artist want a female rapper to open for him?' Little did Courtney, who performed under the name 'Coral', know that Nick had seen her when she opened for P.Diddy and was immediately attracted to her. He promised himself that they next time he was in town, he'd get her around his finger somehow. After both Coral and Nick's set was over, Nick walked off stage. Courtney congratulated Nick on his performance and Nick did the same. "Want to go get a drink?" Nick asked Courtney with a smile. After all of this traveling and sleeping around, Nick finally decided to take a break from his touring and promotions. He thought a much needed break would give him time to think about what he really wanted. Nick's slept with tons of women, but deep inside, what he really wanted was a down-to-earth girl who had a good head on her shoulders and wouldn't use his fame to get further in life. He had been with the Backstreet Boys for over a decade and now taking a year for himself, he realized that there was one place that he had never been. North. Sure, he had been to the northern states and Canada. But he was thinking further than that. Nick had never been to Alaska before. He immediately booked his flight to Anchorage. |
| North "Hello Mr. Carter, I'm your driver for the next few weeks." Nick was greeted by a younger woman when we walked into the terminal of the Ted Steven's International Airport. "YOU are my driver?" he asked surprised. "Yes," She said plainly. "My name is Tanya." She said picking up his bags and walking towards the door. Tanya was only 18. She hadn't gone to college, yet. She planned to, but wanted sometime to work for herself first. Perhaps what stunned Nick the most was Tanya's appearance. She wasn't dressed in a uniform or even wore a nametag. She was in an old pair of hip-hugging jeans and an old Aerosmith concert t-shirt. The most outrageous thing about believing Tanya was a limo driver was that she had bright fuchsia colored hair. You could tell by the way she looked; she was just a local teenager who followed the rock scene very closely. Although Nick usually went for the skinny, preppy, looking girls, for some reason he was extremely attracted to Tanya. There was something about her that intrigued him. Tanya definitely knew who Nick was; she was trying to keep her composure until she dropped him off at the hotel. Her best friend, Rachel, was a dedicated Backstreet Boys fan, and supported Nick 110% when he decided to go solo. So Tanya always heard the latest gossip about him whenever he was in the news. Tanya was more of a 80s rock fan, liking bands such as Aerosmith, Bon Jovi, and Journey. Tanya led Nick out to the limo that the company had set him up with for his vacation. Nick insisted that he sit in the passenger's seat and not in the back. He wanted to get to know this girl better. As she pulled away from the curb at the airport, she flashed Nick a quick smile. Nick then realized he was very very glad that he decided to take a trip to the 'Last Frontier'. |