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"Who's hosting this year?" I asked, not having watched MTV last night to be sure.

"If I recollect correctly, it's Chris Rock," Kevin stated, "He hosted last year, too." I nodded. I noticed a lot people walking in.

"See anyone you want to meet later?" Nick asked me in a hushed tone.

"A couple." I watched as Nick Lachey and his fellow 98 Degrees members passed by. I had this little thing for Nick. But just a small one.

Everyone quieted as the lights dimmed to a pitch black. I looked at the stage after hearing a noise was produced from what seemed like footsteps. "Damn, I am ready for the Millennium! Mill-e-nnium. Woo! I mean, look at this!"

A female voice was heard. "The Millennium already came and look at what? It's too dark. And besides, what's to look at? It's only you!"

"Woman, you better check again!" The whole stage was illuminated with white sparks. The lights came on and there, in mid-stage, was Chris Rock in a really hi-tech looking suit. It was lit with flashing lights, buttons and little gizmos.

And there was the lady, standing in disbelief. "Umm, Chris..." she uttered.

"Yeah, I know, I know... You can meet me at my place at 8..." A peel of laughter came from the audience.

"No, you look like a walking Christmas tree." She ran off.

Chris turned to the audience. "Yeah, she wants me." Another cry of laughter came. "Welcome to this year's MTV Music Video Award show!" Cheer thundered from what seemed like thousands of people. "Well, who do we have here tonight?" Chris searched the audience for victims. "Ooh, Mr. Ricky Martin's here. I'm waaaaaiiiittttiiinngg! Where's that hit that's gonna make me smack myself and say ‘Damn'?" He stopped for a second. "There's the Back-pain Boys. They've seemed to brought a guest! Who's entertainment is she for? If not for you, is she available after the show?"

I felt red in the cheeks. Brian leaned over again. "He doesn't mean it, Morgan."

"Whisperin' sweet nothings into her ear?" Chris observed, "That's sweet. What's your name, honey?"

"Morgan," I told him.

"Well, Morgan, I've gotta hand it to you. I'm barely holding myself back to make you the happiest woman here tonight." Chris swerved his pelvis and hoots came from the crowd. "If you know what I mean." He looked at me once more and then moved along.

"Miss Britney Spears is here tonight!" More shouts came from the crowd. "Yessir. But I gotta tell you, this is too good. You ever notice that her initials are BS? And that her...um, chest, is remarkably larger now? That is too much." He laughed slightly and looked in Britney's direction. "Britney, baby, I'll tell you what. You can ‘hit me one more time' ANYtime you like."

Brian and I exchanged glances and then laughed.

"Well, we have a good show for you tonight!" Chris walked across the stage. "So let's get started!"

The show went on, and it was absolutely a great night for the Backstreet Boys. Throughout the night, several awards were given to them. Right then, Christina Aguilera was at the podium. "And the winner is..." She opened the envelope. "The Backstreet Boys!"

I gave Brian another hug, as they left once again to the stage.

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