Date: Wed, 28 Mar 2001 12:25:54 -0000
From: Jason <roczilla@hotmail.com>
Subject: Justin's Movie - Chapter 1

This story is completely fiction and not meant to imply anything about
Justin Timberlake.  if you're too young or offended by this materail please
leave.

Justin Timberlake was making another movie.  It wasn't anything like the few
he had done in the past.  This was an action movie, Big guns, fast cars,
fast women and all that great stuff.

Hey, my name is Jason McCandles.  I stand 6' around 235, I am pretty much
muscle. I am not a muscle bound idiot, but I have pretty good strength. I am
twenty one and work for my dad driving pretty much anything with wheels; Big
truck, little truck, fast cars, forklifts, you name it.  My dad taught me
just about everything he knows about driving fast and still being in control
of the vehicle. I guess you could say I am a stunt driver. I probably tell
you that I am bisexual.  Anyway, a movie director friend of my dad's called
him and asked him if he could spare a few people to help him with the
driving scenes in his new movie.  The director was an old friend of dads;
they had done countless movies together.  He asked how many people he needed
and his reply was simply one, for now.  I want to point out that I am not a
stuntman, just a stunt driver.  I don't jump out of windows and shit like
that. My dad told me about the job and I was a little interested. I hadn't
known who was staring in the movie and actually would rather not know.  If I
know who is starring I get nervous and don't do my job to the best of my
ability.  I told dad to tell Ted, the director, that I was interested and to
call me with the details.  I talked to Ted and he gave me instruction as to
where the movie was being shot.  It was in Arizona, and I live in Los
Angeles, I figured on flying.

I showed up at the set and found Ted.  He introduced me to the head stunt
man, Joe, and he laid out what he wanted done.  It went this was for a few
weeks. I showed up and did what shots they wanted and tried to help as far
was what would look better and such.  We got along all right. One day I had
just driven an eighteen-wheeler through and set up roadblock and completely
desecrated the two cars.  We where about shot a scene in which the truck did
a one eighty and went the direction it came from, when we were told to brake
for lunch.  The set was setup in two separate places.  There was a warehouse
like building where they shot indoor scenes and of course I spent all my
time outside.

Justin walked out of the warehouse to get some sun and noticed the rig
sitting about a hundred yards away.  He admired the shinny pitch black
Peterbuilt when the door opened and a barrel-chested man climbed out and
jumped to the ground. Justin looked at this guy and watched him laugh with
the man he was talking with as the apparently where going over the stunt
they where going to try to perform.  The man Justin was looking at had broad
shoulders and not a huge chest, but he had muscle.  The thing Justin noticed
was that he didn't have a gut, no fat.  His stomach appeared to look
slender, but he couldn't be sure from this distance.  Justin had had enough
sun and decided to go back inside to get some food.  Justin went to the
table covered with food for the crew and grabbed a few things to eat.  He
sat at a table and enjoyed his lunch.  Justin looked around the room and
watched the man he had seen outside walk through one of the huge garage
doors that had been opened.  He was still talking to the same man as before.

"I tell you what Joe, if I can get up enough speed I shouldn't have a
problem swing that thing around, providing I don't tip over. I just don't
know if I can get the speed in such a short distance." I said to Joe
grabbing a few things to eat.

"I know what you mean.  We'll see what can be done. Try it and if you can't
we'll think of something." He said as he grabbed his food.  I walked over
and sat right in front of Justin at the table in front of him.  Justin
looked at my plate and noticed the sparseness of the food on it.

"Aren't you hungry," He said looking at me.

"I never eat much for lunch." I said going back to my food.

"Are you the one driving the rig for the movie?" He asked.

"Yeah," I replied.  Justin got up and walked over to the table I was
sitting.  He pulled out a chair and motioned if he could sit there. I
pointed at the chair that he could.  He sat down and waited for me to finsh
my small sandwhich.

"So what's you name?" he asked trying to break the ice.

"Jason McCandles."  I said to him "you look familiar."

"I'm Justin Timberlake for Nsync." He said.

"Ahh, cool." I simply said.  We talked a bit before we had to get back to
work.  I got up to walk back outside when he stopped me.

"Hey, are you staying at the hotel?" He asked.

"Yeah, what room are you staying in?" I asked.

"315, you?" he asked.

"325, just down the hall." I replied.

"Maybe we could hang out tonight.  I've spent everynight alone in my room
talking on the phone or watching TV.  Maybe we could go somewhere and
hangout." He offered.

"Sure, be at my room about 9:00 and we'll see." I said as I continued to
walk outside to my rig.  There was no question that Justin was attractive,
the question was what he tought about me.  I wasn't as near as goodlooking
as him, but I did have a look of distinction and resonsibility. Of course it
could be he just was bored and needed a friend to hang out with.  I figured
that was is and met up with Joe to continue with the stunt driving.  I did
get the rig to turn one eighty, but I almost tipped it over.  We would be
working with the rig for another week, then we got out the corvette. That's
when the fun would begin.

I finished for the day and climbed into my rental ford ranger and headed for
the hotel.  I had to call my dad and fill him in on the job and who I as
progressing.  I was having fun, but it was business that had to be taken
seriously.  I normally spent and hour and a half on the phone with him each
night.  He wanted to know exactly what I did that day, how long it took and
all the little details.  I was almost finished with my dad on the phone when
I got a knock on my hotel room door.  I knew who it was.

"Just a sec dad, it's open. Ok, so when I finshed with leaving the rig in
the garage for the guys to go over it I came to the hotal and called you." I
said waving to Justin as I talked to my dad. "yeah, ok.  See ya later dad"

"You calling you dad?" Justin said with a grin.

"He owns the company and likes me to call him and fill him in on what I did
that day." I said to Justin standing up and walking over to the fridge.
"Water?"

"No, I thought we were gonna go out?" Justin questioned.

"Where do you want to go?" I asked.

"I don't know any of the places around here, but there has got to be
somewhere." He asked.

"There isn't.  I looked the first night, nothing." I said.  "our best bet is
to get some movies from downstairs and get some pizza." I said sitting on
the couch.

"I was looking forward to going out, but I guess it's better than siiting
alone in my room." Justin commented.  Justin and looked through the movie
guide thing to find something to watch.  There were some pretty good movies.
  We figured I would pay for the movies, the Justin would pay for the pizza.
  We waited for roomservice to bring us a pizza and movies.  We talked about
what we did for a living and how we liked it.

"What kind of vehicle are you driving?" Justin asked.

"I rented a ranger, you?" I asked.

"oh I got a limo." Justin bragged.

"Why, you never learn how to drive?" I asked.

"What type of ranger?" he asked.

"It's a '99 extended cab xlt fully loaded stick shift." I replied.

"You like driving a stick?" Justin asked.

"I love my stick?" I said.

"We aren't talking about the truck anymore are we." Justin said with a
half-grin.

"You smartass." I said jokingly.  He was about to retort when roomservice
knocked.  Justin grabbed the pizza and movies and tipped the guy.  I had the
movies added to my room bill, so I did have to get up.  Justin set the pizza
on the table and put one of the movies in.  He grabbed himself some pizza
and sat down.

"Where's mine?" I asked.

"In the box waiting for you?" he said. "Call me a smartass and that's what
you get.  Dipshit."

I cracked a smile as Justin stuffed his mouth full of pizza.  I got up and
got myself some pizza ans sat down.  We spent the rest of the move in
silence.  After the first on was over I got up and put in another movie.  We
watched that one without saying a whole lot. Once it was done I got up and
went to put the last in.  I sat back down and turned to look at Justin.

"Last one," I said to him.  He didn't answer me so I liked a little closer.
Justin had fallen asleep.  I sat back and watched the movie.  About half way
through, Justin woke back up and rubbed his eyes.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Around 2:00." I said.

"Man I got to get to bed." He said getting up.  "See you tomorrow?"

"Sure," I said. "what time are you leaving?"

"I don't know, around 10:00." I said.

"Cool, see you at the set." Justin said walking to the door.

	I watched the final movie and went to bed myself.  I woke up the next
morning and roled over to see it was noon.  I sped to the set and parked the
truck and ran to the rig.  Ted was, to put it mildly, really pissed.  Joe
wasn't happy either.  You could here them yelling all the way inside the
warehouse.

"Jason just what in the yell is going on!  Do you have any idea the money
this is costing?"  Ted yelled.

"Look Ted I am sorry. It won't happen again.  I was up late last night." I
said trying to explain.

"Just get the hell out of here. You go back to you dad and tell him he'd
better start sending me people that are respnsible!" Ted yelled.

"Ted, Jason and I hung out last night in my room watching movies.  He wanted
to go home to get some sleep and I wouldn't let him.  I kept telling him it
was too early." Justin told Ted trying to defend me.

"So what are you telling me, it's your fault.  Alright, I will let it slide
this time, but next time he's gone." Ted said still pissed.  He walked away
and Justin turned to face me.

"Thanks Justin," I said.

"Don't mention it, but you owe me." He said.

"Anything, you name it." I said.

"Why don't you come by my room tonight after you get off the phone with your
dad." Justin said.

"Ok, I'd better get to work." I said.

"Yeah. Bye." He said walking back into the building.  I spent all afternoon
shoting. I didn't brake for lunch, just kept on working until about 7:30. I
had spent seven hours in the cab of the truck doing stunts.  I got home
around eight and called my dad.  He wasn't happy, ted had called him and
given him hell so he in turn gave me hell.  He told me to pack up and come
home.

"Dad, it's not gonna happen again, just give me a chance.  If it happens
again you won't have to tell me, I'll come right home and do deskwork,
whatever you want.  Just let me finish this, please." I pleaded.

"Alright, but it had better not happen again." He scolded.

I hung up and looked at the clock, it was ten.  I debated on wether I should
go down to Justin's room this late or not.  I decided I would, after all I
siad I would. I walked down the hall to his room and knocked on the door.
Justin opened the door wearing a pair of shorts and no shirt. You could see
the waitband of his underwear above the top of his shorts.

"For awhile I thought you decided not to show." Justin commented.

"No, I was on phone with My old man.  Ted called him, so he bitched me out
pretty good." I said.

"oh, bummer." He said.

"So what's going on?" I asked.

"Just sitting here watching TV." He said. "it's ok that you didn't come
earlier, I was on the phone with a friend of mine."

"Really," I said.

"Yeah, JC and I were talking about how I saved your ass." I said smiling.

"Which I am very apperciative of.  Is JC part of your group?" I asked.

"I can't believe you don't know that." Justin said amazed.

"I've heard of you guys, I sorta know what you look like, I just don't know
your names." I said.

"Theres JC, Lance, Joey, And Chris." Justin said.

"What are they like?" I asked.

"Like most friends are I guess." He replied. "What are you're friends like?"

"I don't have any?"  I said. "I spent all my time learning to drive fast and
not wreck. Hell, I had to convince my dad to let me finish highschool.  I
spent every second learning to drive and shit.  This is the first time he's
trusted me on a set alone with out someone to watch over me shoulder."

"Damn, that sucks.  You have friends." Justin said.

"No I don't.  Never had time for them." I said.

"I'm your friend," Justin said.

"I am glad.  I get into you concerts free now right." I said smiling.

"Not a chance." He said laughing lightly. We spent a hour or so talking and
just hanging out.  Every know and then Justin's hand would slide down under
his waitband and I try not to stare.  I think he might have caught me once
or twice, I'm not sure.

"Do you have a girlfriend or anything?" Justin asked.

"I did have a thing with a girl once, but it didn't pan out.  She was
screwing everyman in sight and got pregnant.  She tried to say I was the
father and I had to get a test done and everything, it was a bitch. Come to
think of it, so was she." I said.  Justin chuckled alittle bit at what I
said.

"No I don't have a girlfriend either. I mean I am sopposed to be seeing a
friend of mine.  It's for publicity and shit.  We're good friends,but we
don't see eachother as being in a relationship." He explained.

"That's cool," I remarked.

"Did you do anything else besides talking to JC tonight?" I asked.

"I got on the internet for awhile," he commented

"Anything good." I asked.

"All the good stuff on there requires a membership." He said.  I knew what
he meant.  At about midnight I figured I'd better get to my room and get
some sleep.

"I will see you tommorrow," I said.

"Come by my room in the morning.  so I know I won't have to cover your ass
tommorrow, ok." He said.

"Yeah, whatever." I said leaving. "Goodnight."

That's all for now.  let me know what you think.  You can email me at
roczilla@hotmail.com thanks