Date: Thu, 8 Sep 2005 20:56:40 -0400 From: JONP713 <jonp713@vzavenue.net> Subject: Those Bright Green Eyes Disclaimer: All Characters and situations of this story are fictional. Any similarities to actual living people and actual situations is totally accidental. All fictional characters and fictional situations portrayed in this work of fiction remains the property of Jonp713 Publications. Republishing of this work of fiction is strictly forbidden unless permission as been given by Jonp713 Publications. Permission granted to Nifty Archives for the sole purpose of posting on the Boy Bands section of the Archives. Permission may be obtained by e-mailing JonP713 Publications at JonP713@vzavenue.net Disclaimer Part 2: This is my first attempt at writing fiction. Comments are not only welcome, but encouraged please address all comments to jonp713@verizon.net. Put "Those Bright Green Eyes" in the subject area. I will try to answer all comments! PLEASE no flames! Those Bright Green Eyes By: JonP713 Chapter 1 "My god I hate this job" I thought as I wiped the sweat off my brow. Let me introduce myself. My name is Jon. I am 21, and about to enter my senior year at a large Mid-Atlantic University in the City of Philadelphia. i might as well getthe stats out of the way since I am sure you are all drooling to know what I look at. I am 6'1" and about 190 lbs. I have blond hair and blue eyes. The job I hated was that of a waiter in a private dining area at a large amusement park. You know the type of place, if celebrities come we take care of them, also wehost b-day parties and such. This particular week the temperatures were routinely in the 100's and humid as all heck. Also, we had daily parties, sometimes 10 in a period of 2 hours! It was a hot sticky saturday when my life changed forever. When celebrities come we are not told who they are, we just get a note letting us know an important guest was coming. This day we had gotten such a note. Also, after meeting a certain number of people who are famous, you really don't get impressed easily. I was carrying a tray full of plates and glasses from the b-day party that had just left and not really paying attention when I ran into a man wearing a hat and sunglasses aw well as a t-shirt and shorts. My first thought was to curse this guy off. However since he was clearly a guest, I put my well practiced smile on and appoligized telling him that it was my fault and I would pay to replace the clothes. "Its really no problem dude" he said with a thick southern accent. He took his glasses off to clean them. Then I saw those bright green eyes, glowing with life. I realized who he was. I had just spilled a tray of food onnone other than Lance Bass of NSYNC. "Shit" I thought, "This could mean my job if my bitch of a boss found out who I had spilled on" "I am truly sorry sir" I said "I wasn't watching where I was going" "STOP" he said laughing "It is really ok I have a change of clothes in my locker" "JON" screamed Ang, my new boss who I despised, "GET OVER HERE NOW" "DAMN IT" I thought and the fear must have shown in my eyes because he wished me luck. "YOU ARE WORTHLESS" Ang yelled at me "HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO OUR GUEST! DON'T YOU LOOK WHERE THE HELL YOU ARE WALKING?" she continued. I decided that being silent was my best bet. "YOU JUST RUINED HIS CLOTHING AND NOW WE ARE GOING TO HAVE TO PAY FOR IT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THAT COST. THAT IS IT I AM SICK OF YOU PACK UP YOUR STUFF AND LEAVE! DON'T COME BACK" "I knew it" I thought, she fired me, I needed the money to pay rent. What was I going to do? I stormed out of the kitchen past Lance. "Wait" he called after me but I just kept walking because I knew that if I stopped I would start crying. I got out to the employee parking-lot when I heard that deep southern voice call out again "Hey wait!" I stopped and turned to him. "What do you want" I snapped. "Whoa man" he said putting his hands up "I just wanted to see if you were ok." "NO" I screamed the tears starting to fall "I JUST LOST MY JOB! I CAN'T PAY RENT I AM GOING TO BE HOMELESS" I cried Lance grabbed me in a hug and held me in the middle of the parking lot as I sobbed. He tried to calm me saying the corny "Its ok" and "eveything is going to be ok" Suddenly the humor hit me, and I started laughing hysterically. All the while Lance looked at me like I was insane. "I'm sorry" I said laughing, "I am standing in the middle of a parking lot being comforted in the arms of an international pop star!" I giggled "I am now officially the envy of every 12 year old girl in america!" "Yeah" he said starting to laugh too "I guess it is sorta funny, but I didn't think you knew who I was" he said, "usually I get some reaction from people, you didn't even blink" "Its ingrained in me I guess" I said, "Working here I meet so many celebrities that I am just sort of numb to it" "Oh he replied" then he got sort of sheepish "ummm so since you don't have a job and all do you want to go get some lunch. I ended up wearing 2 times more than I got to eat today" he said with a nervous giggle. "Oh my god!" I thought. Was Lance Bass from NSYNC asking me out on a date? "Sure why not" I replied "Great!" he said smiling. "Wow" I thought he has the most gorgeous smile I have ever seen. "I need to change and so do you." Lance said to me. "Why don't we both get changed and you meet me at my hotel. I will let you pick the resteraunt" he rambled on. "By the way call me James, Lance is only my stage name, my friends and family all call me James." "Ok James, I am Jon!" I replied. Lance, I mean James, gave me his cell phone number then headed over to his car. I too got in my car and as I sat down, I though, OMG I am going to luch with Lance Bass! TBC In chapter 2, Lance and Jon go to luch and more!