Date: Tue, 7 Aug 2001 12:39:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Really Bigdreamer <reallybigdreamer@yahoo.com>
Subject: My JC Chapter 3

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material offensive, are underage, or this is illegal
where you are. Finally, this is a work of fiction and
not meant to imply anything about the sexualities of
the members of NSync.

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Chapter 3:

Joshua Chasez! It wasn't even Jerry! That lying son of
a... Why did he lie? He must have thought that I
wouldn't... But I... Oh, that little fucking son of a...

Well, I've been a little pissed since I fell for a guy
that lied to me! Plus all his bios on the net says he
hates liars! He must have lied about that too!! Stupid
little...

Why, you may be wondering, am I still obsessed with a
guy that wouldn't even tell me the right name? Well, I
have a perfectly good explanation ... I'll, um, get back
to you. Besides, the guests are arriving for the
album-launch party now and I've got to greet them:

"Gwen!" Gwen Stafani, that is, "how good to see you!
It's been forever! We've got to talk inside!"

"Em!" (inem) "It's about time you showed up. Don't
pick a fight with any `pop sissies' like you did at my
last party, okay?"

"Mark!" I pulled him over to the side before he
entered the club I had rented, "my sister is inside.
If you use your stupid `I'm in Sugar Ray' mumbo-jumbo
and get her pregnant, or a one night stand, or hurt
her in any way, then you are a dead man."

I left him there to consider what I said. Though I
knew he'd still try to nail her, now he'd at least
give her a second date.

"Ryan!" Philippe, "where have you been? Where's the
missus? Have you seen Ben? There he is!"

Ben Affleck walked over to join us.

"Look," he said sarcastically, "the Fearsome Threesome
reunited."

"I thought we were a foursome," Ryan replied. Long
story made short: Ben, Ryan, and myself starred
together in a film a couple years ago that was a
monster hit, a strong friendship quickly developed
between us and we often held joint parties after award
shows and the press dubbed us the Fearsome Threesome.
However, as Ryan had implied, there was a fourth in
this mix, but, we hadn't heard from Leo in ages, and I
didn't expect to tonight.

I zoned for a few (I seem to do that often),
reminiscing about old times, but I soon snapped back
to reality.

"Well, I guess pretty much everyone is here," I said
as I led them inside, "let's go inside and get some
boos into Ben so he can make an ass out of himself
again."

"No way," Ben stopped dead in his tracks, "you two are
not getting me that drunk ever again!"

"How long do you think it will take?" Ryan asked with
a look of mischief.

"Five bucks says two hours," I replied.

"Ten bucks say an hour and a half," Ryan shot back.

"You're on..." I laughed.

"Easy money," he joined me as I headed towards the
entrance again.

"Hey, are two gambling on me?" Ben called from his
spot as we entered the club. "Hey! Hey you guys!"

Inside I had hired the hottest DJ in New York to come
and play at the party, he was certainly giving me
their money's worth and more. People were bouncing and
bumping and grinding throughout the night as he
continued to play the hottest songs around. At my
table in the corner I sat with Ryan and a surprisingly
still sober Ben.

"What happened to you Affleck?" Ryan asked. "I used to
win these bets..."

"Too bad," Ben said as he sipped his soda, not even
spiked soda.

As I've said Ben, Ryan and I are pretty close and I've
only told a few people that I'm gay, Ben isn't one of
them. Ryan is however, I've always trusted him, like
we were brothers, we've been like that since we met.

I heard Marshall (Eminem) shout some profanities at
the DJ when a hyped remix of NSync's `Pop' started to
play. Marshall went to a table and began to drink some
tequila. Not wanting the drunken rapper to come and
harass me (he harassed everyone when he was drunk) I
grabbed Ryan by the hand and pulled him to the dance
floor, Ben picked up on Em and quickly followed.

The dance floor cleared quickly when I began to
groove. I may not be good at a lot of things, but
dancing was something I was beyond excellent at. A
crowd formed around me as I began break-dancing on the
floor, but then I changed to a more Latino style as
the music changed to a hot remix of Jennifer Lopez's
`Waiting for Tonight'.

I gave this DJ credit because, unlike most clubs, he
didn't play some crap stuff by unheard of people, but
kick ass remixes by successful people.

As I continued to draw a crowd, I drew Ryan into the
circle as we did the Tango, I know it didn't fit the
remix well, but the Latin beats couldn't be ignored.
Ryan couldn't dance that well, but I led him on.
Suddenly I noticed someone dancing in the circle with
us and we changed to a more modern style dance to go
with the remix, Ryan left the circle.

My mouth dropped as the break-dancer stood and I
noticed it was Jerry, er, JC smiling exhaustedly. I
stopped dancing and left the floor, Ryan, Ben, and
Nick close behind as I headed out the side exit of the
club.

"What's wrong?" Nick huffed as he caught up to me.

"That's the guy I told you about!" I shouted. I had
informed Nick of my obsession with JC and what had
happened.

"You invited him?" Nick asked.

"No!"

"I'm lost," Ben said. He meant to say it to Ryan, but
it came out a bit louder than he wanted it to. He
turned several shades of red as everyone looked at
him.

I noticed the music had changed again from inside the
club so I figured had stopped dancing. I asked Nick to
bring him out to me and he agreed. A few minutes later
Nick and Ryan walked out with JC as the two and Ben
went back into the club.

"Hi Jerry," I said sarcastically.

TO BE CONTINUED...



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