Chapter
1
It
was a hot summers day. Candy and
Lori-Beth were playing Capoeira in the Boiler Room *as you do*, giving Jase
Fa'afoi the gladeye coz of his oh-so-sexy dancing styles.
When they'd finished kicking each other they decided to strut on down to
the stands, where the rest of the raow'ers were busy perving at Liam Finn.
Candy
and Lori-Beth took their seats and started to scope. From here they could see Blink, Nikki Webster AND that guy
from Lifehouse who Pops likes, but they just weren't interested.
Because, of course, it was still all about Zed.
Through
their connections with the rich and famous, Candy and Lori-Beth had managed to
score themselves backstage passes - further proof that the Pink Pussycat
provided a classy working environment with additional perks.
After
unnecessary flirtation with the security guard, Candy and Lori-Beth found
themselves backstage. Jesse and his
Rippers walked past with admiring glances, as Candy and Lori-Beth flicked their
hair and fluttered their eyelashes.
After
much flicking and fluttering, Candy and Lori-Beth bumped into Dave from ZM, who
tried to tell them all about his new dog. Unfortunately
Candy had only 40c on her cellphone, and Lori-Beth's was wherever Ben's shoes
were...and Dave is renowned for his cellular generosity.
So after 5 minutes of listening to trivial canine info, Candy and
Lori-Beth grabbed his phone and frolicked off down the corridor.
'S
Club 7', 'A1', 'Blue'...all the hottest acts were here, as the stars on the
dressing room doors proved. Candy
and Lori-Beth hesitiated at the door that read 'Zed', just as something small
and 'blonde' opened the door.
"Hey...you
gals looking for someone?" he asked casually, as Candy reached for her gun.
Candy and Lori-Beth paused and looked at each other, before
small-and-blonde realised who they were.
"You're
those girls from Brazil, right?" *gladeye*
Terrified
looks passed between Candy and Lori-Beth - everyone had heard dodgy stories
about what this man did to his Brazilian cousins. Just as Candy reached for the trigger on her gun, a passerby
grabbed them by their arms and pulled them into a neighbouring dressing room.
"What
the...?" Candy and Lori-Beth looked around.
"Alright
there girls?" murmured a sexy foreign accent.
For once Candy and Lori-Beth were speechless. Westlife's changing room, all their dreams had come true at once.