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| **********Dec 1, 1999********** The trip to Orlando was long and tiring. Yet I still had no clue what I was going to do when I arrived at the airport. I also had no clue where the boys would be staying. The one thing I did know, though, was that tonight they would be performing at the Orlando Arena. I found myself a cab driver and asked him where the best hotel would be that was close to the where they would be performing. "That will be $24.95," the man said. I handed him the money and stepped out of the car with my luggage. Okay, the Marriot Orlando Downtown Hotel. Sounds nice, I guess. Walking into the building, I made my way up to the front desk. "What can I help you with?" the front lady asked. "Um, I would like to stay here. The standard, regular basic suite please if you have anything like that available." The lady eyed me for a second then started typing some things into the computer. "Okay, let's see. We have a few rooms left. Here's one," she paused for a second then went on. "It's a one-size regular bedroom for $89.95 per day." I nodded and passed her some money, "Yeah, I'll take it." After clicking away on her computer, she moved around and got a key, then handed it to me. "Here you go, sign here. You'll be staying in room 234b on the third floor. Chris will be here in a second to get your bags." She sounded like an automatic robot. Entering the room and flopping my suitcase onto the bed, I went to my backpack and pulled out my laptop. Once that too was on the bed, I booted it up. Okay, I got.. I glanced at my watch, a good seven hours before the concert starts. Signing online, I found Claudia on. Rach20343: Hey, I'm in the sunshine state. Supernatural454: Hey, Rach. Really? Rach20343: Yeah. I have no idea where the Backstreet Boys are staying, though. Rach20343: I figured I would explore a little. Go wander around Orlando and see what kind of info I can dig up. Supernatural454: That sounds like a good idea. I bet there are like tons of BSB fans around the area. You can ask around or something. Rach20343: Hmmmmmm. Can u do me a favor? Supernatural454: Yeah sure. What? Rach20343: Go onto some up-to-date fan pages and see what u can find. Rach20343: cause I know that they have two concerts in a row and are doing some radio stations, so they'll stay at the same hotel, today and tomorrow. But I was wondering where they would stay in Sunrise, FL, on the 5th. When they perform at the National Car Rental stadium. Supernatural454: I'll see what I can find. Rach20343: Okay. Thanks. User Rach20343 has logged out. ******************** Walking around Downtown Orlando, I pulled out a map that I had bought in the hotel's gift shop. Okay, where would be a potential fan spot? Glancing down at the map, I found a pub right close by the arena. Bingo. The place was filled with girls. Ages ranging from 11-50. Parents, kids, teenagers, college students; all dressed up either like a slut or a teenybopper. It was over whelming. The workers there were taking people's orders. Teenagers and kids were all screaming or overly excited, running around the place. The music was cranked up all the way, vibrating against the floor and walls, playing a variety of Backstreet tunes. The energy coming from the building could fill up a whole city! Looking towards the bar, I headed over to it and hopped onto a stool. "Hey miss, what can I get you?" I smiled at the bartender and replied, "Seagram's Hard Lemonade wine cooler's?" Nodding he asked, "Can I see some I.D?" Opening my purse, I showed him the I.D. that proclaimed me twenty-four years old. Freddie always teased me when I showed it, saying, "Twenty-four my ass! More like 118." As I silently laughed to myself, the bartender came back with my drink and sat it down. After half of my first cooler had been downed, I decided that it was time to start playing detective. Two girls that looked to be in college were sitting just to my left. I could tell that they were die hard Backstreet fans. Perfect! Facing them, I started a conversation, "So how long have you two been BSB fans?" Both of them jumped up in surprise. The one on the far side stayed silent as the other answered, "Both of us about three years. We fell in love with the 'Everybody' video. You?" "Well, I've been a fan for a few years, too. My name is Rachel," I said. The girl that had been talking to me took a sip of her drink, then responded, "I'm Chrissy and this is Tiffany. I'm a Kevin lover and she's an AJ lover. We've been to like all their concerts," she giggled. Grinning at her, I said, "Yeah? I'm a Nick fan, and this will be the second concert I've been to. I'm from New York. Got some tickets and a plane ticket from a friend for a Christmas gift." Both of them amazed, Tiffany finally spoke up, "Really? I love New York. I've only been there once and fell in love with the city." **********Two Hours Later********** I was back in my hotel room laying on my bed, surfing the net when someone IMed me. Onesexyassmf: Whaaaaaaaatttttssssss uuuuuupppp girlfriend? Rach20343: Hey Freddie :) Onesexyassmf: Find anything interesting yet? Any hot FL babes? Rach20343: lol, well I did meet two BSB fans who gave me a lead. Onesexyassmf: oh really. Rach20343: yeah, they said something about them staying at The Riverside Hotel in Sunrise, FL, in a few days, so I'm making reservations there over the Internet. The girls also said that a few of the boys likes to go clubbing right after a concert. Either Club 54 or Paradise. Onesexyassmf: How can you be so sure there telling the truth? That they'renot just bullshiting you? Rach20343: What do I have to lose? I'm better with that then I was before with no info. Rach20343: Listen, the concert starts in an hour and a half. I want to leave early so I don't get trampled to death Onesexyassmf: okay I'll update you when I find anything else in the books Rach20343 has logged out. |
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| Chapter 9 The Anointed One |
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