Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2000 13:55:36 GMT
From: JaDe - <melsleepy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Mirror Mirror 13

	Wow, I am slow this time! Anyway it already number 13. I don't
think I will be writing so much anymore. School started and I am up to my
neck with assignments.
	All mails to melsleepy@hotmail.com @ JaDe.=) All shoutouts to my
friends who had supported me. Among them, my kor kor DDP and kor kor Jon,
zak, dayse, strat, wesley (who let me dunk him in the pool), angel (who had
been one of my nicest friends) and etc...thanks a lot to Ray for giving me
some ideas on where to take my story..you are rapidly becoming my co-author
with all the ideas you are giving me

Mirror Mirror 13
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Previously:

	"Where is my payment?" demanded Greg at the blonde in front of
him. The girl flipped her bleached blond hair and smiled at him
flirtatiously.
	"HELLO WASHINGTON! How are you all? I am feeling like a...genie in
a bottle.." and she launched into the smash hit song. As she danced and
sings to the song, she thought to herself. 'That guy will keep on extorting
me for money. He has to go,'
	 "Let it known that when you were gone, he was sharing his bed with
ME" Spencer snarled out. Ann sat there, not saying a word. "Every night
that you were gone, he was in bed, moaning not for you but for me," he
continued viciously. JC pulled him away. Spencer started screaming curses
at Ann while Kev and Ray helped pulling Spencer away from Ann.

AnD nOw gEt ReaDy to gO on a RiDe..
	Ray drove Spencer back to the hotel and returned to Lance's
house. JC looked at Ann silently. She smiled at him. "You're mad at me?" he
asked carefully. "At that time, we weren't together. I wasn't expecting you
to stay celibate and wait for me," she choose her words carefully. JC
nodded.
	"Like what we said earlier. We have to let go of the past and live
our future," Ann continued. "So I am not mad," JC thanked the heavens that
Ann didn't rant or shunned him. Ann had felt a stab of pain in her heart
when she heard Spencer said what he said but she knew that no matter what,
it had happened and couldn't be undone.
	The tension in the atmosphere lifted and the boom box was on. They
all changed into their suits and jumped into the swimming pool. They played
pool tag and chicken. After lot of shouting and laughter, Hope and Ann
finally pulled out of the pool. They sat next to each other on the lounge
chairs, making idle chat.
	"Ann, are you happier now?" After a moment of silence, Ann spoke
up.
	"Yes, I am,"
	"What will happen when they all go back on tour? You know that it
is inevitable,"
	"I will take things as it comes. I am establishing my life here
now, with..or without them," Hope nodded.
	"Yuck! Get your wet hands off," Hope squealed when she felt someone
grabbing her from behind. It was Kevin who was smiling devilishly. He
carried her and dumped her into the pool, sputtering. Ann laughed with the
others. "Oh no you don't," she jumped up from the chair and backed away
from Nick and Justin. She bumped into JC. "Help me," she hid behind him. JC
turned around and then pushed her into the pool. Ann swam up, indignant.
"You are supposed to be on my side," she pouted. JC held his hand to pull
her up.
	Ann took it, heaving herself up from the water. Then she turned to
face JC.  Standing close to JC, she backed him slowly. JC's heart almost
stopped. She was close enough for him to kiss. At the last moment, she gave
him a slight shove and he fell into the water, with Nick pointing and
laughing at him.
	Ann smirked down and walked towards the diving board. As she jumped
up and down the board, she remembered of the time she won the silver trophy
for diving. She was only ten then. Justin had won bronze. As she did a few
complicated twist and turns in the air before slicing into the water, the
others look on amazed. "What the..." Geri broke off.
	Justin then walked up to the side where Ann was swimming. "Show
off. I can do better," he boasted. "Do your stuff then," she dared. Justin
walked towards the diving board, trying to remember the most complicated
moves that he can do. "Okay, beat this," he said to Ann before doing the
same things as she had done before. The only difference was when Ann had
sliced through the water Justin splashed into it.
	Everyone clapped loudly, laughing. "Okay, okay. I am out of
practice," he defended himself. Lance swam towards Justin, hugging his cold
skin close.  "My little merman," Lance muttered, kissing Justin's cold
lips. Sarah and Chris who splashed water all over them interrupted
them. "This means war!"  declared Justin.

*Airport terminal in Orlando, Florida*
	Christina flipped her blond hair behind as she walked down the
terminal.  Her cellular phone rang a few times before she picks it up.
	"Yeah?"
	"Miss Aguilera?" someone on the other side said.
	"Who else would it be you dumb head," she snapped nastily. She is
not having a good day. In the airplane, some stupid kid was crying all the
time and then had vomited over her new knee length boots. The voice on the
other side silenced.
	"So? What are you calling for?"
	"Just to inform you that the money in the account is not
sufficient,"
	"What do you mean not sufficient? There was more than ten thousand
dollars,"
	"I think killing two someone for you would surely cost more than
that.  Maybe a million? I am sure that you could afford it with all the
money you are making,"
	Christina bit her lower lip. She could afford it but she didn't
want that guy to get the upper hand. "We'll discuss it when I get back to
New York.  Just get the job done," she hung up the phone. "It's so hard to
get good help nowadays," she muttered as she entered the waiting cab.

*Final Concert*
	"Hello, ORLANDO! How are you guys?" yelled out Justin through his
head set.  The crowd screamed louder if that was possible. JC grinned at
Joey as they waited for the cue from Justin to start 'Tearing up my
heart'. Nick was sitting patiently for Katy, the make-up artist to finish
up with him. Sarah sat there talking to AJ and Howie while Britney was
arguing on some last minute changes in her dance routines with Fatima and
Darren.
	"Where are Ann and the rest?" Nick mumbled out, careful not to move
too many facial muscles. "She is in university while the rest are out in
the audience," Brian answered. "College? Whatever for?" Nick asked,
astonished.
	"She received a call from her lecturer about some painting," Brian
explained, combing through his hair with his fingers. Nick just nodded
slightly before being reprimanded by Katy.

*Washington D.C*
	A young man bent over the bed, clearing away the belongings of his
past roommate. It's so tragic. His roommate is barely in his middle
twenties before someone did him in. Jeremy spied on something under the
bed. It was a small blue journal. 'Should I read it? Why not, Greg is dead
anyway,' Jeremy's nosiness gets the best of him.
	As he sat curled up on the couch, every page that was read brought
an onslaught of emotions on him. 'What a bastard! Thank God someone killed
him,' was one of the reactions that went through Jeremy. As the story
unfolds in front of him, Jeremy wondered who was Ann and Lance. Then he
remembered about the rape suit that was filed against Greg. 'So he did do
it' Jeremy's eyes widen as he read of how Greg spotted someone whom he
recognized as one of the boyband's bodyguard peeking in.

~I thought I was done for but surprisingly, nothing happened. That man just
walked away as if he hadn't seen anything.~

~Just got off the phone with that blond bitch. She doesn't seem to be
paying me anytime soon. Wonder what will the press say when they know about
the hot shot up and coming star being apprehended by the police for
planning a murder~

	Jeremy closed the book with the snap at that entry. He drove to the
police station and handed over the book, explaining how he found
it. Inspector Daniels stared long and hard at the young man in front of
him. "Stay in town for the time being," he gruffly said. Jeremy nodded and
went home to throw the belongings of Greg into the dumpster.

*University of Florida*
	Ann walked into a room filled with the familiar smell of paints,
oils and turpentine. 'Where is that lecturer? What did she want at this
time?'
	She caught sight of the painting she did of JC a week earlier. She
walked up to it and slowly caressed the painting's cheek. Suddenly she
heard something crashed. She whirled around and saw nothing. "Hello? Miss
Williams?" she called out, not receiving any answer.
	"Hello there," someone said in front of her. She turned and saw a
person cloaked in black. "Who are you?" she asked, backing of slightly. The
person pulled back the hood and she gasped. "YOU!" The person smiled. "I am
Perry," She looked at the guy in front of her. He is the same guy whom she
had bumped into in a hotel in Illinois. The one who kept staring at her
when she was swimming.
	"What are you doing here?" slowly backing until she bumped into the
table.
	"To finish my job. I never expected that you look like this though
until that day you bumped into me,"
	"What do you mean finish your job?"
	"I was hired to kill you because my employer didn't think that Greg
could do that job. On the roof top, hotel and now,"
	"Why would you want to kill me? I didn't do anything to you,"
	"It is nothing personal. Only that I was paid to do my job,"
	"NOTHING PERSONAL? This is my life you are talking about," Ann
yelled at him. He winced and continued smiling before proceeding towards
her.
	"At lease let me know who hired you," she bargained.
	"Someone who hates you for stealing her boyfriend,"
	"Stealing JC? From who?" she demanded.
	"JC? No no, your other boyfriend, Lance," he corrected her.
	"Lance?" she disbelievingly said.
	"Yes,"
	"He isn't my boyfriend,"
	"People would say anything to escape being murdered. You wouldn't
beg for your life now, would you? I hate it when people do that," he said
whimsically.
	"I wouldn't beg a monster like you even if it means I will die. I
am not afraid of death. Everyone dies, sooner or later," Ann declared with
fire in her eyes. "Good,"
	"One more thing! Where is Miss Williams? You haven't hurt her, have
you?"  He let out a laugh.
	"How did you think we found out that you are here? She is my
aunt. I just casually asked her to keep an eye on someone with your
features. And when you drew that picture, she remembered of me and called
me up,"
	He walked towards her and Ann turned around and ran. She ran like
she had never run before. She didn't bother to turn and see whether is he
following her or not because she knew that he wouldn't give up so easily.

*Backstage*
	"Great job," Britney hugged Lance as Lance walked past. They were
all too hyper to go back and sleep yet even with all the jumping and
dancing. "Where is Ann?" asked JC. Hope shrugged. "It is so late
already. Do you suppose that she went home?" asked Lisa. "No, she said that
she would come here straight away after meeting Miss Williams," answered
Kev. All of them looked around before getting a bad premonition.
	"Get your people and I will get mine," said Kev to JC. Soon they
were all gathered in the dressing room. "What's wrong?" asked Howie. "I
think we better go to the university to check on Ann," said Kev. "Why?" now
asked Chris. "Something is not right," Karyna said. "Let's go to the
university now," and with that one word, all of them are off.

*An apartment in *
	Christina blew a bubble from the foam in front of her. As she was
enjoying her bubble bath, she thought of Perry. 'Better make sure he is
doing his job,' She picked up the cordless phone and dialed his cellular
phone.  "Yeah?" he breathlessly answered.
	"What's going on?"
	"That bloody bitch just kicked me in the shins! When I get my hands
on her.."
	"Don't tell me that a mere girl is getting the best out of you,"
giggled Christina.
	"This is not funny,"
	"Forget about that. So how are you going to do it? A classic
suicide with the rope or slitted wrists?"
	"A bullet through the brain," he answered curtly, pissed
off. "Ooh," Christina sat up in the bathtub. "Anyway, just make sure that
nothing can be traced back to you or me," she continued. "I am not an
amateur," he hung up.
	"Touchy touchy," she tsked at the phone before lying back in the
foam.

*University of Florida*
	"Come back here you bitch! There is no way out. The security guards
are out cold and the only way in and out is locked. The key is with me,"
Perry yelled into the empty auditorium. He saw Ann running into it
earlier. In the dark, he couldn't see Ann between the chairs. "I promise it
wouldn't hurt too much. It will be quick," said Perry again. Ann held her
breath and waited. She heard a patter of footsteps nearby and she lay low.
	"Shit, where is she now?" Perry cursed softly, not knowing that he
is right beside the crouching Ann. He cursed some more before leaving the
auditorium, searching for Ann. 'What can I do? Shit! Why do I have to leave
my cellular phone in the art room?'
	"It's locked," Kevin pushed against the doors. Karyna peered into
the dark halls. "Something is not right. Why would it be locked in chains
from the inside?" she pondered aloud. They exchanged a worried look. A
sudden smash of the glass door on their right startled them. They turn to
see AJ holding a large rock in his hand. "What?" he asked them innocently.
	They stood there looking at AJ. "I'll pay for it. Let's look for
Ann," he beckoned them inside. JC tried calling Ann's cellular phone but
received no reply. "Damn!" he explained to Kev about the phone. They
decided to split up and look for Ann. JC, Nick, Britney and Karyna will go
to the art class while Kev, Justin, Lance and Lisa will go to the north
wing. Howie, Joey, Chris, Brian, AJ and Hope will go to the south
wing. They will call each other's cellular phone upon finding Ann.
	JC entered the art room warily. He saw Ann's stuff on the table and
rushed over there. He saw her phone and other stuff there. His forehead
wrinkled with worry while he beckoned the others over.
	"Hey JC, come here," called out Nick, staring at the portrait of
JC. JC and Karyna gasped with amazement at the detailed work. From the
portrait, one could almost feel what the person in the picture felt or what
the artist had felt. "Drawn by Ann?" Karyna glanced at the tag on it. JC
stared back at his own face and walked away, head down.
	"We have to find Ann,"
	The others agreed and they walked out of the room.
	"AJ, stop pushing Chris around. We have to find for Ann," growled
out Hope at their childish antics. AJ stuck his tongue out at Hope and was
about to retort when a scream startled them. They looked at each other once
before running to the source of the scream.
	"You bloody bitch. That hurts!" Perry grabbed his balls in
pain. Ann stood there motionless with the gun pointing at her chest. At
that moment, her life flashed before her eyes. She remembered of the happy
times she had with her parents, JC, Justin and the rest of the gang, and
even with Greg.  However all the hurt and pains threatened to overshadow
the good ones.
	"Are you going to beg? I mean I will shoot you but wouldn't you
want to prolong your life, even for another minute?"
	Perry finally straightens up and look at Ann.
	"Why would I want to beg for another minute of living? I am not
afraid to die.In fact I WELCOME IT," Ann barked back.
	Perry was taken aback by that statement and just stared at the girl
in front of him. He looked into her eyes and could only see coldness. He
shivered momentarily. He pulled back the safety catch. Ann stared straight
into his eyes without fear.
	"Well, I wished that you weren't my assignment because I feel that
we two are alike," said Perry whimsically.
	"We are NOTHING alike,"
	As he pulled the trigger, something caught his attention at the
corner of his eye. The gun went off and Ann cried out. She knelt down
beside the fallen body on the floor. JC groaned with pain, clasping his
side, which was bleeding profusely.
	"You dummy, why do you do that for?" she scolded him gently. "You
should be saying 'Are you hurt my love'," JC joked. JC looked up at Ann who
was smiling a little.
	"Ann, I would do anything if I could just see you smile at me. Even
death,"
	"Shush, JC. Save your strength,"
	"I really love you," he whispered.
	"I love you too," she murmured. JC heard it and closed his eyes,
smiling.  Ann glanced up and saw Perry on the floor. Lance, Kevin, Howie
and AJ beating him up. JC was losing consciousness fast.  At that moment,
Ann could feel in her heart that the reason for her to stay living is right
in front of her all the time and she was too blind to see it.
	"JC, stay with me," Ann shooked JC. Hope and Lisa stood there,
helpless.
	Brian dialed for help while Nick knelt there, helping Ann to stop
the bleeding. Ann stood up, body covered in blood, fire blazing in her wet
eyes.  "Stop beating him," she ordered them. They looked at the intensity
in her eyes and did what she said.
	She knelt down and asked Perry with steel in her voice, "Who hired
you?"  Perry looked up, spitting the blood from his mouth onto the
floor. "Wouldn't you all like to know?" he said sarcastically. Ann boxed
Perry as hard as she could. She had knocked Perry out. She returned to JC's
side, rubbing her aching fist. Joey and Chris smiled at each other
wryly. "I wouldn't want to get in her bad side," whispered Chris to Joey
who nodded.
	"JC! Ohh..What happened to you?" squealed Christina, running to
JC's bedside. Britney walked out of the room in disgust while Brian
followed her.  Brian glanced around a few times to make sure the coast is
clear and grabbed Britney's hand. When JC had been hospitalized, Britney
and Brian both had confessed their feelings for one another. They are
taking things slow, getting to know each other. All the other guys started
streaming out of the room, leaving JC with Christina. JC tried to signal
Ann to stay but Ann stuck her tongue at him and walked out.

*Washington D.C*
	Inspector Daniels read and re-read the case that had been
closed. It was the charge of rape against Greg by Ann. 'Someone hired
him. But who?' he thought to himself.
	"Inspector? We have the whereabouts of the girl you are looking
for. She is in Orlando, Florida" a sergeant announced, breaking into
Insp. Daniel's thoughts. "Book for me and Insp. Pollack tickets to
Orlando. We want to settle this case once and for all. Maybe she will have
an idea who is out to get her,"

*Orlando, Florida*
	Perry is in jail, he had refused to talk much less ask for a
lawyer. They are charging him with the attempted murder of Ann and shooting
of JC.  Christina was getting on everyone's nerves, especially JC, Lance
and Justin.  JC because Christina keeps on fussing over him, Lance because
she is trying to seduce him. Justin is mad with jealousy whenever Christina
caressed Lance's cheek with one long red painted fingernail.
	"If she does it ONE more time, I am gonna.." he muttered to
himself. Ann hugged him from behind, startling Justin. "You are gonna
what?" she teased him. "Kick genie ass back to her bottle," he growled. Ann
laughed and pecked Justin on his nose. She pulled him to the hospital's
cafeteria to get something to eat. Lance was sitting in JC's room, trying
to read his paper while Christina sat nearby, staring at him and JC with a
gleam in her eyes.
	Ann and Justin saw Kev and Nick in the cafeteria. The cafeteria is
packed with nurses of all ages. It must be a nurse's convention or
something like that on. Nearby is a group of candy strippers, looking and
pointing at them.  Ann looked at the cafeteria line, which was very
long. Her stomach rumbled in hunger and she tried to think of a way to buy
her food faster. Ann giggled and sneaked up behind Kev.
	"Oh, Kevin. You are my favorite among all the BSB with your
drool-worthy body. Can I please please have your autograph?" she squealed
in a very high pitch. Kev groaned slightly before turning around. "Yes, you
can," he looked up and saw Ann giggling away. Nick and Justin started
laughing while Kev poked Ann in the stomach.
	"Excuse me, you are Kevin Richardson from the BSB right? We heard
that gal call you that," one of the bolder candy strippers came out to
them. Ann giggled somemore while Kev flashed her an evil eye. The whole
group of nurses came to them and started asking Nick and Justin and Kev for
autographs.
	Soon almost all the nurses are crowded around Nick, Just and Kev
for autographs. Ann took the opportunity to buy some sandwiches for Lance,
AJ, Howie and Chris. She bought some fried chicken for herself and extras
for Nick and Justin who would surely want some.
	After she finished buying her food, the crowd is thickening by the
minute.
	"Hey guys! Brian and AJ from the Backstreet Boys just walked past
into the elevator. I think 98 Degrees are also there," she yelled out. The
group of nurses started rushing to the elevators. What was left was a
half-ravaged Nick with his clothes torn, Justin who miraculously survived
with his clothes intact and Kev was smothered with lipstick.
	"Common, I am hungry. Let's go back to JC's ward," she said,
skipping away.
	The three boy band members looked at each other, shaking their
heads.
	"After what she did to us, all she can say is that she is hungry?"
Nick said disbelieving. Kev smiled softly. "She is getting better," he said
softly. The three nodded at each other and slowly walked to JC's ward in
the restricted area.
	Ann entered JC's ward with bags of food in her hands. Chris, Joey,
AJ and Howie had arrived earlier when she was out buying the food. Luckily
JC's room is really big because there were over 10 people in the
room. Christina had settled comfortably on Lance's chair's armrest with an
arm looped around Lance's neck. Lance rolled his eyes and ignored
Christina. "FOOD!!" yelled out Chris before he tackled Ann. Ann warded him
off by throwing him the bag with sandwiches inside.
	The four of them started eating the sandwiches like there is no
tomorrow.  Lance looked at them hungrily but the sandwiches are finished in
no time.  Ann smiled and walked up to Lance, producing an egg sandwich in
front of him. "Thanks, babe," he said, eating it slowly.
	Christina is simmering in anger. 'Why she! If that Perry was more
competent, she will be dead and Lance is mine,' Kev and the other two soon
joined the group. JC burst out laughing upon looking at them. "What
happened to you guys? Ouch, my side hurts from laughing," JC laughed and
groaned at the same time. Justin directed a stare at Ann. "Ask her!"
	At that moment, Ann's mouth is filled with chicken. She raised her
eyebrows and pointed to herself which says Who? Me?
	"Don't act innocent," Nick descended towards her.
	Ann hid behind Lance who had stood up. "No you don't. I am sure
what they say is correct," Lance pulled Ann from his back. Ann offered Nick
and Justin some fried chicken as a peace offering. They settled down
comfortably in the ward. Christina had kept her mouth shut all the time
when Ann was in the room.

		~~~~~~~2 Be coNtinUed~~~~~~