Nervously, Nick leaned back on the chair, and looked at Kristy. She was staring at Micheal, listening intently. "You will fly to Orlando from Toronto, then take a connecter flight with us to Europe. I have booked a studio for you in Toronto, and a choreographer. For the next three monthes, you and the choreographer will meet every second day at 10am, and reherse the dances until 3pm. The vocal coach will come to the studio and reherse the songs with you until 9. The next day the tutor will spend 8 hours with you, from 10-6, on schooling so you can keep up with your curriculum" Kristy's eyes got wide, and she looked at the rest of the guys.

"I'm guessing it's twice as bad for you" she teased gently.

"Yea, still wanna do it?" Kevin asked her a little worridly. Kristy's face frowned.

"Naw, I don't think so" she said sarcastically, and Nick gasped, too consumed in his thoughts to notice her sarcasm.

"You have to come" he cried loudly "Please" Kristy looked at him strangely.

"I was kidding" she said with a crooked smile, and he relaxed. Micheal glanced at Nick, warning him silently to shut up. Nick stared at the carpet uncomfortably. "Man, I sounded like such a loser" he thought to himself. Kristy was nodding her head, smiling now. Her head was cocked to one side, and her blue eyes sparkled in the bright lights. "She is so gorgeous" he paused "but I don't have a chance" he continued to himself dejectedly, and settled into the couch for a long, boring, legal chat.