Date: Sun, 23 Apr 2000 01:24:04 -0400 (EDT) From: John Smith <spifty214@email.com> Subject: Celebrity/Boybands/lonelylance/chapter2 Well here it is folks...Chapter 2. Yes, last chapter kinda sucked. I am sorry. I'll try to do a better job this time. As I read through the last chapter I realize that I left out a lot of details that I wanted to include...more this time. `N Sync will possibly make an entrance in this installment, just wait and see ;-)... I am gonna start going from certain peoples point of view, when I change the point of view (the person who's mind we are inside) I will write "POV _____" and I'll put the person's name in there. You'll get it. Thanks for the e-mails those of you that write, you truly bring joy to this. Remember...If ya'd like to bitch, give me compliments, suggestions, talk to me, whatever, e-mail me spifty214@email.com. Also I bought the Soundtrack to Brokedown Palace today, it is a truly awesome cd! OK with all that said lets get on with the show...oh wait...LEGAL STUFF! Legal Stuff: This material is not meant to be read by anyone under 18. If you're offended by literature with homosexual themes, go away! If not, read on. This is a work of FICTION. Therefore, the author makes no claims as to the sexual orientation of any member of *N Sync. Now on with the show! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lonely Lance...Chapter 2 "Mr. Poplar said he needs to see you in his office as soon as you get here." she said as he walked through the door, she sounded concerned. "Did he say what for?" Steve prodded "No, but you better go so you don't piss him off." she said, sounding worried. "OK, thanks." he said running to the elevator, not giving her a chance to respond. The elevator ride to the 7th floor seemed to take forever. When Steve reached Mr. Poplars office he had an apathetic look on his face. This concerned Steve even more. "Sit Down Steve, close the door. We need to talk." Mr. Poplar said With that Steve sat down and became incredibly worried..... And now...The Continuation... [POV Steve] "Steve I have found it odd that you hold basically a secretarial position when you have a degree in communications from a pretty good university. Someone with your credentials should hold a much better job. Now, have you heard about the signing of `N Sync to our firm?" he said monotonously "Yes, Kelli told me earlier that we did." I responded, my voice was shaking. I had absolutely no Idea where this was going, I should have a much better job and then he goes and talks about `N Sync! "OK, well with their transfer, they have had to restaff all the people from RCA to people from Jive. We have been able to fill most positions. There is one of publicist that has not been filled however. Now before I ask you this, I would like to tell you what the publicist in this case would do. Not only would you have to prepare press statements and handle press conferences, you are basically their right hand man. You get them checked into hotels, you stay on their bus with them, you go with them everywhere and make sure that they don't get into any trouble. Do you understand?" He said, almost trying to convince me that it was a horrible thing like your mom did when you were a kid and the cookies were hot out of the oven. "Uhm, kinda. You kept saying you, are you sayi..." damned idiot interrupted me "I am offering you the job. It's fun but a pain in the ass and it requires you to have no life until `N Sync fades away. You are a great person and I know you can handle it but I want to make sure that you want it." "God, I would love the job! This is like my dream come true. Thank you so much Derek!" I got up and ran to him and gave him a hug, this had to have been the happiest day of my life, well so far. "OK Steve, calm down." he said as I released him from a bear hug. "We have to start getting you ready for this, their new record will be out in a few months, they will be touring as well. we have a lot to get you ready for. They will be coming here tomorrow afternoon for a meeting with you. Plan on it being a late night." he said, I could sense happiness in his voice. "OK OK OK!!! ahh this is so cool! Sorry, this is just exciting as hell. I can't believe this. OH MY GOD I AM GONNA FLIP OUT TOMORROW!" "NO NO NO!! Don't you dare do that, it is not a good thing at all. Remember give a positive and friendly first impression. If ya fuck up we may have to find someone else for the job, tomorrow is extremely important!" he told me nearly yelling at me, which brought me down from my orgasmic high. "I am sorry, I am just excited. Anyway, what do I need for tomorrow?" I asked, trying to drop the subject of my being an ass. "Well, since you are gonna be here or a while you don't have to come in till 1pm. You're appointment with the guys is at 3. Since tomorrow is Friday you can sleep in on Saturday and it shouldn't be a big problem anyway. As of Monday you will have an office that you will never use anyway, you will be with them most of the time. When they start touring in may you will be on their bus with them. Whenever they fly you go with them, which means you will be flying on Tuesday to LA for some finishing up of their album. Today was the RCA publicist's last day." I imagined that the RCA/Jive thing would be a touchy subject. So I didn't prod into it . "This is so sudden, an hour and a half ago I was in the shower thinkin about how I had a dead end job and now this. This is so so so" I was searching for the right word but couldn't find it. "Weird?" he blurted out. "Yes, that's it, but a good weird." I said trying not to sound too excited. "I don't know how I can thank you Derek." "Just do a good job and don't fuck up and you will make me happy." "OK, no problem." I knew I could do this. "Well I have nothing for you to do today so you can go home if you'd like. Just be here tomorrow at 1. And relax! They are people, just like you and me. Odds are you will hate one or two of them, you'll get along with 2 of them and one of them will be your best friend, thats what happened with the BSB publicist." he said, unbusiness like and relaxed. "OK" boy, don't I have the vocabulary. "Well Steve, have a nice night, Ill cya tomorrow." he said as he picked up the phone to make a phone call. I got up and made my way to the door, right as I was about to exit he said "Steve" "Yah?" "I wouldn't let them know you are gay for a while. OK?" "OK" was all I could get out. How the hell did he know? Kelli has a big ass fucking mouth! What a slimy bitch. Women and their big mouths. As I got on the elevator I realized I was being irrational and calmed down. Kelli was in her usual spot, flirting with the FedEx guy. He wasn't too bad, not my type though. He had one thing on his mind and one thing only...pussy. The way Kelli was acting she had one thing on her mind. She didn't even say anything to me as I left, which made me kinda happy cause dealing with her right now was not something I wanted to do. I made it home by 3. I was hungry and I needed some food. McDonalds always hits the spot. (as I write this I am sick with bronchitis and a sore throat and I am eating a banana. as I eat the banana I notice that it looks like a long skinny penis. just thought id share) After I got my McDonalds I drove for a while clearing my thoughts. I had always thought Justin was hot. Now I was gonna meet him. I was so damned exciting. Just the thought of him feet from me turned me on. oh well, calm down there I thought, remember what Derek said. I called my parents and told them what happened. They were happy for me and the usual. Kelli called me around 11:30 PM. She told me about her date with the FedEx guy. I listened, I didn't pay that much attention though, I was too caught up in the whole `N Sync thing. I told her about it and she wanted me to hook her up with one of them. It pissed me off a little, but I told her that maybe after I got to know them. Yeah...riiiiiiight...ha I finally got off the phone with her at 12:15am and hit the sac(he went to bed, get your mind out of the gutter). I was surprisingly really tired. I was so excited about the next day. But sleep finally took me sometime after 1. [POV Lance] Thursday Evening together at Justin's "God" JC exclaimed "It's already 11:30, we have to go to Jive tomorrow at 3 to meet the new guy. We should get to bed pretty soon." "Well Chris and Joey I think already accomplished that" I said. "What Idiots, they always do this" Justin said somewhat angrily. "God Justin shut the hell up. I don't feel like dealing with your bullshit tonight. Can ya not be so bitchy and critical for a little while?" JC said a little pissed off. "OK, fine Josh, I'll be nice now, but if I don't like the guy tomorrow I am not gonna hide it. Kyle (old publicist) should have just transferred to Jive." said Justin. "Jus, ya know he couldn't, he would have breached his contract and he didn't have the money to do it. And you hated him anyway." I responded to Justin. We don't get along too well. None of us do with him. The whole lead singer thing has gotten to his head. Yes, We are like brothers, and there is the brother that nobody gets along with, which is Justin. JC and him are pretty close, same with Joey and Justin. Chris and I have never really gotten along with him, we just tolerate him. "Shut Up Lance!" he yelled at me "The dude tomorrow, what the fuck is his name?" "Steve Porter" JC Interjected "This Steve guy better impress me. I do not want some idiot that is just out of college and does not know what the hell he is doing!" By this time I realized that it was best for me to just go so I wouldn't say something I would regret. Josh joined me and we said bye to Justin and left. We talked for a little while before we took off. I was quiet all night until I had my little conversation with Justin. Josh asked me what was wrong and I just told him nothing. He knew there was something, but he didn't push it. He said he would always be here for me if I needed him and I thanked him. After that we left. I wanted to tell Josh so bad what was wrong. As the days went on it just hurt even more. At first I thought I would just not say anything until after our fame had gone. But it was like 2 years now. They all had somebody. Well granted they never lasted long, but they had somebody. I didn't. I don't. What was I gonna tell Josh...yeah Josh, what's wrong, well I am gay and I want to find someone that truly loves me for who I am and I love him back. I am sure that would have gone well. So I just held it in. I would just deal with the problems at hand and not deal with that. I had to meet the new guy tomorrow and that would be good. I have to get to know him. That's what I will deal with now. We have an album coming out. OK another thing. I just won't worry about love. When I made it home I didn't want to do anything but sleep. So that's what I did. [POV Omniscient] "Shit Shit Shit" Steve yelled out on his way to work. "It's 12:45 and as it is I am gonna be late, now I need gas!" he said to himself. After getting gas and dealing with lunch hour traffic he made it to work at 1:30pm with Kelli at the front desk with a huge smile on her face. Oh God Steve thought, I can't handle this. "Good Morning Mr. Porter. Mr. Poplar is waiting for you in the 5th floor conference room. Have a nice day." Kelli told Steve trying to sound professional. She sounded like a bitch is what she sounded like. "Thanks Kelli, you too." he said to her apathetically. As the elevator door closed and headed up to the fifth floor he realized what he was in store for. The events of the past hour had taken his mind off of it and now it was here. When he made it to the conference room Derek was there and didn't even say anything about his tardiness. "Well here is the man of the hour. How do you feel?" he asked cheerfully "Nervous as hell. I am still in shock. So what do I need to do?" Steve said, trying to change the subject. "Well here is all the info on the group you will need. From birthdays to favorite colors to past relationships to shoe sizes. And here are all the past press releases and transcripts from press conferences. Everything you need." As he said this he pointed to 12 filing boxes on the table. "Keep some stuff in here to go through and I'll get someone to throw the rest of it in you're office. Make sure you keep the schedule, that is the main reason for today's get together. There are six checks in the envelope on top of that box" He said as he pointed to a box with a brown long envelope on it. "There is one for each of the guys and one for you. In there is also a credit card. It's yours, when you are on the road or whatever and ya want to buy something use it and we'll pick up the cost. Don't worry about the price it is for your use." Steve was totally blown away. He said OK to Derek and took the one box he wanted to keep and sent the other 11 up to his office which he hadn't even seen yet. He figured he'd do it after the conference. Derek was right he thought as he went through all the boy's personal files. They all had pretty much everything you ever needed to know about `N Sync. Including past relationships which Steve found incredibly interesting. Justin had a list a mile long, figures Steve thought. JC maybe had 25 or so people as did Chris and Joey. He found it odd when he came across Lance's. There were not any names there. As he came across this Derek entered the room. "Derek?" "Yah?" "Why in Lance's relationship history isn't there any names?" "That is because there are no names to put there. All those rumors about him being shy are true." he said trying to sound intelligent...It didn't work very well. "Oh OK, well thats understandable I guess." Steve laughed, if he had a file it wouldn't be that full, maybe 2 names. Shyness was not a good thing at all. He laughed it off and kept reading. The time flew by. Finally the time arose when he would get to meet the 5 hottest guys in the world (he he). Kelli opened the double oak doors of the conference room and said "Mr. Porter, there are clients here to see you. Shall I send them in?" she did a damned good job this time in sounding professional. "Yes you may, give me a minute to put this stuff away." Steve said as he put the papers he was reading away. He put the folder with the schedule in it in front of him and sat quietly waiting for Kelli to bring them in. At 3:04 PM Kelli opened the doors again. Her voice was truly professional as was her composure. "Mr. Porter, the band `N Sync"..... TBC..... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- And he does it again! I feel like such an asshole, he he. Well I hope you enjoyed. Next installment should be expected Monday night, hopefully. As always questions, comments, concerns, ideas, and info email me at spifty214@email.com. Also, I need dates of where `N Sync was in late December Jan Feb march and April if anyone has them it would be so helpful. thanks bunches. Have a great day. John PS I just spell checked and man did i make some serious boo boo's, if they are still there sorry i am too tired to re read.