They arrive at Niama's house.

"This is where you'll be staying," Niama says, bringing Chastity upstairs to the guestroom, "You can stay here as long as you want... I never have visitors anyway."

"Thank you so much," Chastity hugged her friend, "I promise I won't be here long... at least I hope not. I'm going to try and get a record deal."

"Oh that's wonderful! You decided to sing afterall? I thought you were going to Stanford! Last time I called your father said -"

"My father and I got in a fight," she explained, "That's why I need a place to stay."

"Oh, I see... well, unpack, then meet me downstairs and we can get something to eat!"

Chastity unpacked, then decided to change out of her jeans into a pair of shorts. It was a lot hotter than she had anticipated a Saturday morning to be. She thought about that morning... she couldn't believe she hadn't gotten his autograph. Perhaps she would "see him around" though. She hoped, anyway.

"So what do you wanna do?" Niama asked.

"I dunno. I'm not gonna head down to any record companies until Monday... so why don't we grab a bite to eat, then head down to the park?" Chastity suggested.

"Ok, sure, is it alright if I bring a friend?" Niama asks, picking up her phone.

"Sure... anyone I know?"

"Her name's Krystal, but I don't think you've ever met her."
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Chastity doubled over when she opened the front door, "OMG! You're Krystal Velaja!" she didn't scream it out, but she was in histerics.

Niama rolled her eyes, "So you don't flip when you meet Brian Littrell, but you flip when you meet Nick Carter's girlfriend."

Chastity was confused, "You're dating Nick Carter? I thought you were an actress." Of course, what a dumb mistake. Nick was dating an actress, "Oh, I'm sorry, I just don't keep up on things such as the Backstreet Boys' girlfriends."

"No problem. You're Chastity as in the airport girl?" Krystal asked with a laugh then explained, "Me & Nick just picked Brian up a few minutes ago."

"Oh," Chastity hoped he hadn't said anything about the dog or the kiss... well, maybe the kiss.

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