Date: Wed, 31 May 2000 23:37:27 EDT
From: Gemmini999@aol.com
Subject: Lance's Song 12

    Wow! I can't believe I'm already writing Chapter 12! It's soooo
amazing... I never thought I'd get past chapter 3, but now I'm like 9
chapters later!  That's a record for me!  Anywayz, I have a couple things to
say.
    First of all, big thanks to Frank, Diva, and Scrouge. You guyz rock.  You
all know that, but I had to boost your ego a bit.  Check out Diva's story,
Justin's Secrets. It's amazing!  Trust me on that!
    Also, massive props to everyone who wrote me. I'd thank you individually,
but I don't really have a lot to time right now.  Suffice it to say, you know
who you are.  And you know what it means.
    Now, on to major announcements.  Three things.  Number one-- sorry I
haven't updated for a while.  I've been busy...to say the least.  But only a
little while until I'll be unbusy, if that was possible.
    Number 2-- I've written numerous short scenes and even started a long
term story recently, but i'm not sure if I should post it.  The long story is
about Justin and Jc... and if you guyz really want it e-mail me and I'll post
it.
    Number 3- : ( sad news!  I got a summer job (yay me!) and for about a
month or so this summer its highly doubtful I'm going to be able to update.
Don't worry, I won't stop writing, and when I get back I'll post bunches of
chapters at once!  You'll all like that!

    Mail me at Gemmini999@aol.com! <------------------ my e-mail addy!  Case
u couldn't tell.

*** Disclaimer: not real. Don't read if under 18.  This doesn't mean any
members of N Sync are gay... okay?  Ya'll know the drill by now.
On to chapter 12!!!

*********** One more thing. I'm going to see N Sync in concert this month!
YAY ME! I mean, sure I had to stand in line for hours upon hours (yes, I'm
exaggerating), but I'm going to see them! I'm going to see my JOEY! YAY ME!

Chapter 12--

Last time on Lance's Song

"Get dressed too!" Megan whispered, breaking Lance out of his trance.
    "Alright, your majesty." Lance replied, bowing.
    "You said I was a princess! Not a majesty!" Megan screeched, confused.
Lance started to laugh a bit, but soon found himself calmed down.
    "That's right, honey. Your a princess.  Why don't you go see if your care
bears are awake while I get dressed, huh?" Lance asked, stooping to her
level.  She nodded, carefully.
    "As long as you don't wake daddy.  That would be bbbbaaaaaaaaaaddddd."
Megan said, making Lance smile once again. She cared so much for her
father... maybe one day she would care that much for him.




    The ringing phone was what woke Justin up from his deep slumber. With a
grunt, Justin rolled onto his side and picked up the phone.
    "Whoever this is had better have a damn good excuse for calling me at
7... as in 7 AM!" Justin groaned out.
    "My, my. Is this how you always answer the phone, honey?" someone said.
Justin immediately recognized his mom's voice and grinned sheepishly. Then he
remembered she couldn't see him and hit himself upside the head.
    "Sorry mom.  It's just... ya know...early!" He managed to get out.
    "Sorry hon. I guess I forgot the time difference... again." She explained.
    "Naw, it's cool. Was there are reason for this call, besides, ya know,
dragging me out of a great dream about..." Justin didn't finish the sentence.
    "A great dream about who... or should I say what,  honey?" His mom asked,
with a little laugh.
    "Mo-om!" Justin moaned. "Did you call just to torture me or is there a
purpose?"
    "Actually, now that you mention it..." Justin's mom didn't finish her
thought.
    "I'm loosing precious sleep time here, mom.  Just get it out so I can
hang up and go back to sleep."
    "I was just calling to tell you that Jonathon misses you, a lot.  I was
wondering if you would mind..."
    "Sure mom, have him come on out. He can meet Megan!" Justin exclaimed.
"Besides, I miss the little runt."
    "Whose Megan?" Lynn asked, interest filling her voice.
    "Tyler's god-daughter." Justin replied, not remembering that his mom had
no idea who Tyler was.
    "And Tyler would be..." Lynn hinted.
    "Oh yeah, sorry.  Tyler's the dude Lance is dating," Justin explained.
He was no longer sleepy, with all the excitement of Jonathan coming to visit
on his mind.
    "Really? Tell me about him!" Lynn commanded. Lance was as much one of her
sons as Justin.
    "Not much to tell." Justin said, scratching his head. "He's pretty cool.
At least, he seems cool. I haven't really gotten a chance to get to know
him... hell, I'm not even supposed to know that he's dating Lance," Justin
stated.
    "How do you know then?" Lynn asked.
    "It's a bit obvious when both of them disappear together. And the fact
Lance hasn't slept once in the hotel room we got him." Justin explained.
    "I can't wait to meet him!" Lynn exclaimed. "He sounds..."
    "He's cool mom. Trust me on that, okay?" Justin said.
    "Well... I guess. Just warn them to be careful, always use a condom."
Lynn said, just as someone knocked at the door to Justin's room.
    "Mo-om! I'm not supposed to know!" Justin cried out, annoyed. "Anyways, I
gotta go. Someone's knocking at the door."
    "Alright honey. Talk to you tomorrow about when Jonathon can come out,
alright?"
    "Yeah, fine. Just don't wake me up!" He cried out, then after exchanging
a few more words with his mom, hung up the phone. Someone knocked at the door
once again, and Justin climbed out of his bed.
    "Hold your horses! I'm coming!" He exclaimed.  The knocking continued.
Justin strode across the room with his rapid steps.  Then, with a muttered
curse, he opened the door.  The scene he saw caused him to smile,
considerably.
    "Lance, Megan. What are you to doing here so early?" Justin asked,
smiling.  Megan was sitting on Lance's shoulders, playing with his hair,
while Lance was standing there, looking at Justin.
    "Curly... it's 7 am. Why are you up?" Lance asked, incredulous.
    "Mom called," was Justin's only reply.
    "Oh. Anyways, Megan here wanted to know if you and the rest of the guys
wanted to get breakfest with us." Lance explained.  Megan nodded her head
solomely.
    "If you give me five minutes to find a pair of pants and a shirt to wear,
I'm in." Justin replied.  Lance nodded.
    "Meet us by Joey's room, okay? We have to go try and wake him." Lance
explained.  Justin grunted his affirmation, and quickly shut the door.  Megan
just giggled and tugged at Lance's hair.
    "Ouch Meggers! That hurt!" Lance joked, rubbing the spot where she had
pulled his hair. Megan just grinned and tugged the hair again.  Lance sighed
and continued walking down the hall.
    Justin sighed as he looked around his room. What to wear, what to wear.
That was the question. He had so many different appealing options, from his
cargo pants to his other cargo pants.  And of course, there were those other
cargo pants.  He shook his head, trying to clear it. He needed to decide,
quickly.
    With a grin, Justin pulled on a pair of blue jean cargo pants and a red
bulls jersey. Now all he needed to find was his hat. He surveyed the
destroyed room with one of his signiture grins plastered all over his face.
It had to be here, somewhere!
    Justin groaned, and began to put various things away. He would probably
find the hat in the process of cleaning his room. And if he didn't, well
then, at least his room would have a sembelance of order.  Right as Justin
was picking up a pair of, what else, but cargo pants, his red bulls hat
caught his eye. There it was!  Justin all but pounced on it, and yanked it
down over his curly hair.  Now it was time to meet Megan and Lance, and not a
moment to soon. His stomach was rumbling, quite loudly.
    Justin let himself out of his bedroom and made his way down the hall, not
really paying any attention to what was going on around him, that was, until
he heard the angry voices of his band mates.
    "Hey Joey, can you take Megan here and go inside your room? I don't want
her to hear this." Lance asked.  Justin didn't hear what Joey replied, but he
guessed it was an agreement by what he heard next.
    "No Jc, I didn't invite you. And I'm not planning on it. Just go back to
sleep or something." Lance said, quite firmly.
    "What if I want to come, Lance. Huh? Are you going to make a scene down
in the resturant if I show up?" Jc taunted.
    "Possibly!" Lance shouted in return.  Justin just shook his head.  It had
been 5 months already, and still the two were going at it like it had been
yesterday.  He understood why Lance didn't trust Jc, but by now the two of
them should be over it. It wasn't natural.
    "Well tough, because I want breakfest too. I'm coming!" Jc shouted.
    "Jc... read me lips. You Aren't Invited!" Lance replied, anger evident in
his voice.
    "I'm sure Justin will invite me. He is, unlike you, nice to his friends."
Jc replied.  Justin stood there, open mouthed.  Jc was involving him in their
fight... and he hadn't even asked him!  What if Lance began to hate him, too?
    "So am I Jc. You said it yourself. Nice to my friends. You, fortunely,
aren't on that list!" Lance yelled.  Justin waited a little longer, but heard
nothing. Figuring it was safe, he turned the corner and continued to Joey's
room.  He hadn't counted on Jc being sprawled out over the floor, crying his
eyes out.
    "Jc..." Justin softly said, kneeling next to Jc.  "Come on buddy, lets go
in your room and talk for a while, okay?" No reply. "Jc..." Justin tried
again.  This time he placed on of his hands on Jc's shoulders and gently
shook him.  Jc stopped crying long enough to see Justin there, and with a
burst of energy launched himself into Justin's arms.
    For a couple minutes Justin staggered, unprepared for the weight of Jc in
his arms, but eventually he got his balance back.
    "Jc..." Justin whispered. "Which way to your room?" Jc pointed to an open
door a little ways down the hall.  Justin walked into the room and placed the
still crying Jc on the bed.  Jc curled up into a little ball, trying vainly
to hid from the world.  Justin stood there and let him cry. Then he sighed
and reached for the phone.
    "Hello?" a soft voice said onto the phone.
    "Megan, is that you?" Justin asked, confused.
    "Yep! Yep! Who you?" Megan said.
    "It's Justin."
    "Ohhhhhh. Hey Justy!" Megan exclaimed.  Justin smiled at that.  Then he
heard shout in the background "It's Justy!" His smile became a full fledged
grin.
    "Megan, can you do me a favor, please?" Justin asked.
    "Yep, yep!" Megan replied.
    "Tell Lance I'm not going to be able to go to breakfest, alright?" Justin
quietly said.
    "We aren't going either!" Megan pronounced. "Joey ordered food over the
phone instead!"
    "Why aren't you going to breakfest?" Justin asked, frowning a little. He
hoped nothing was wrong.
    "Lance is cry-ing." Megan dragged out. Justin immediately panicked.
Apparently the encounter with Jc had left Lance upset too.
    "Okay honey. I gotta go now. I'll see you soon, okay?" Justin explained.
    "Bye!" Megan shouted onto the phone, before she dropped in back into it's
cradle. Justin, on the other hand, slowly began dialing another number.
    "Image Studios. How may I direct your call?" A chipper voice answered.
    "Can I talk to Tyler Stevenson please?" Justin asked.
    "Hold one minute." the secretary said.  Immediately cheesy music began
playing, and with a soft laugh, Justin recognized the song. It was none other
then God Must Have Spent.
    "Tyler Stevenson's office. Mr. Stevenson isn't in right now, may I take a
message?" Jenny's voice filled the phone.
    "Hey Jenny, It's Justin. We met a couple days ago." Justin said.
    "I remember..." Jenny replied.
    "Can I have Tyler's home number please? It's an emergency."
    "Sure. It's 587-9875" Jenny replied.
    "Thanks. I'll catch ya around, okay?" Justin said, and without waiting
for an answer hung up. Jc was on the bed, crying still, but at the same time
looking at Justin. What was he calling Tyler for?
    The phone rang a couple times before Tyler answered. "Hello." Justin
heard.
    "Tyler? It's Justin." Justin stated.
    "Hey Justin.  What up?" Tyler questioned.
    "It has to do with Lance. He's in his room crying right now."
    "What, why, how?" Tyler hurridly inturupted Justin.
    "I can't explain, just get over here, okay?" Justin said.
    "Did Lance tell you... about, well, ya know?" Tyler asked quickly.
    "Naw, but I sorta figured you two were together because Lance hasn't
spent a single night in his hotel room since we met you." Justin explained.
    "Oh, bye then. I'm on my way." Tyler replied, hanging up the phone.
Justin hung up the phone also and turned around. Jc was staring right at him,
his eyes suddenly dry.
    "Tyler and Lance are together?" He shouted.  Justin squeezed his eyes
shut. Boy was he in for a long day.