"Bone, what the hell do you think you're doing?" Brian complained as his best friend sat in a chair, getting his hair dyed yet again. "Couldn't you wait ten mintues until we got to the venue? And are you planning on being bald when you're thirty?" Brian snapped then turned away, fuming. The smell of AJ's dye had always given him a headache, and they still ahd a concert that night to perform at. AJ watched Brian's retreating figure, for some reason he felt upset that he didn't wait....he was upset that he had made Brian mad....but he could not figure out, for the life of him, why he felt that. He never did before.

"What's up his butt?" AJ muttered. The stylist just smiled and continued with her job. From the start there had always been some kind of tension between the two Boys, no one could figure out what it was. Linda was slowly starting to figure it out, though. She had never noticed the tension this high between the Boys, and was determined to figure it out, before anything drastic happened.

Brian continued down the narrow hallway of the tour bus, thinking hard. Why does he seem to feel....regret....for yelling at AJ? What is wrong with him? Certainly it's never stopped him before! he sighed and shook his head and sat down next to Nick, who was busy playing a video game.

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