"Everybody, rock your body right! Backstreet's back, alright!" Nick Carter, A.J. McLean, Kevin Richardson, Howie Dorough, and Brian Littrell, also known as the Backtreet Boys, jumped around on stage, danced, and did what they loved to do best, which was singing, for the last time before their big break. They were finally going to be at peace, away from teary adolescents trampling each other for a glimpse of their Boy and having pictures and pens shoved in their faces. Don't get them wrong, they love what they do, who wouldn't? But sometimes you just need to take a breather. After all, touring all over the world, press conferences, music videos, and guest appearances on TV programs and award shows could really wear a guy down. This was their last concert for six months. They really had to finish up the new album and spend more time with their families.
"Thank you all for supporting us and our music! We really appreciate it and I hope our next album does just as well, or even better than this one!" shouted Kevin to the horde of screaming teenage girls.
"Thank you, Orlando! We'll be back, as long as you love us!" exclaimed Howie.
"We love you all! See you in six months!" declared Nick.
"Goodnight, Orlando!" shouted Brian.
"Keep an eye out for our new album! Backstreet's gonna be back! Alright! Goodnight!" A.J. enthusiastically proclaimed.
After saying their good-byes, the Backstreet Boys pranced off stage. They needed to get out of there fast! The teenyboppers were really getting hyper now!
"Oh, jeez, how are we going to get out of here alive?" whined Nick as he stared at the huge crowd of crying and screaming girls, from a small window.
"By running straight to the bus…no autographs, no pictures, no nothing! All right, guys?" replied Jeff, one of their bodyguards, eyeing Howie.
Howie noticed.
"What?" he asked innocently.
"I don't want anyone getting trampled. These girls are wild with emotion, more than ever. The plan is sneaking to the door, out of the door, running through the swarms, hopping into the bus, and then we're out of here, as quickly as possible."
"I feel like a fugitive!" said Brian.
"More like a spy," added A.J.
They sneaked out of the room and made their way through the hallway, successfully undetected. They arrived at the exit. Jeff turned around and faced the guys.
"Ok, guys, this is it! When I say go, we go! Ok? Ready…set…GO!"
The BSB and their bodyguards ran out, trying to avoid the hundreds of hands reaching out for them.
"Ow!" yelped Brian, as a hand shot out and accidentally scratched his arm, while trying to grab his shirt.
"Let's go! Let's go!" shouted their bodyguards.
Finally, they reached the bus and jumped inside. Safe at last! The driver immediately took off.
"Whoa! They never give up, do they?!" exclaimed Nick, as he watched a few girls chase after their bus.
"Nope! But that's the price we have to pay for fame!" grinned A.J.
"Finally, we'll get to spend time with our families and do what normal people do," added Kevin.
"Yeah, at least for six months, anyway," stated Brian.
You're awfully quiet, D," noticed A.J.
Howie was staring out the window and didn't hear him.
"Earth to Howie!"
"Huh? What?"
"I said, we didn't hear a peep from you since we got on the bus. Not hearing a word from Mr. Talking In His Sleep, is too unusual."
"Yeah, well, I'm just tired I guess."
"We all are."
"And I've been thinking…do you really think we did the right thing in leaving Jive, Johnny and Donna, and Lou?"
"Of course! They cheated us, D. We got the proof. We had to leave them. It was for our own good and our fans'. If we wanted to become better artists, then we needed to break away from the New Kids On The Block image."
"I know, but…I mean, they made us! I'll always be grateful for that."
"So will we. They made us, but they can't control us."
"You got a point there. I won't worry about it anymore. I'll just enjoy myself for the next six months, doing what I've always wanted to do."
"Yup."
"Like b-ball!" exclaimed Brian.
"And Nintendo!" added Nick.
"And skydiving naked!" hollered A.J.
They all looked at him.
"What?! That's what I always wanted to do!"
"Only you, Boner!" declared Howie, smirking. "Only you!"
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