Date: Thu, 18 Jan 2001 03:58:18 -0800 (PST) From: crunkforpoofoo <poofoo7997@yahoo.com> Subject: sometimes dreams come true (part 1) gay male/ celebrity/ boy bands Sometimes Dreams Come True Disclaimer: i do not know *Nsync nor do i have contact with them. if you do please let me know i would love to chat with them. i do not know if any of them are gay nor do i know their personality. everything in this story is from my imagination and not intended to imply anything. feel free to contact me with suggestions, complaints, or whatever poofoo7997@yahoo.com The bus gently rocked back and forth by the wind fromteh storm. Although it was parked it still felt like they were moving to him. As he looked out the window at the increasing storm he could see the reflection of the room behind him with the flash of each lightning bolt. There he was, the reason for all his sleepless nights. He had spent the last year not sleeping. He would spend most of the night wondering what life would be like if this or that happened. He would torture himself with what ifs. He would rather face this storm alone outside than spend one more night wondering what if.... He was always told thinking what if would drive you crazy and now he knew it was true. He was still lost in his thoughts. Staring out the window of the bus at the carefree trees being blown by the wind and watching the raindrops pelt the window and roll down he could feel himself starting to feel like he could cry. Suddenly he was startled back into reality when he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Hey, its time to go now," the other blond said. "But, its still a few hours away. We don't have to leave for awhile." "No its about twenty minutes away. You've been staring out that window for a couple of hours now." The blond responded with a hint of a giggle in his eyes. He knew what was going on with his friend. He sensed the vibes all too well. The way his fiend thought he hid it was unreal anyone could have noticed, but no one other than him did. He smiled sheepishly at the blond, "sorry, I spaced out there Just. Let's go before that storm gets any worse." he knew it was already clost to being the worst in the history of Florida. In his thoughts he was afraid of `what will we do if this storm unleashes during this concert. After all this is the biggest one in this tour'. "Hey, don't worry about the storm. It will be ok." He knew what his friend was thinking. Often time he could peer into his friends eyes and he could read his every thought. And this one was yelling pretty loud. "I know. I'm just weird, but i go tot tell you about this dream that i had last night." He had been having some weird dreams lately, but this one took the cake. "Ok, you can tell me on the way there." "Justin, JC, get your butts moving!" They heard this as the door to the bus clicked shut drowning out the sound of the storm outside. "Yes mommy," they both yelled in unison giggling, even though they knew the comment went unheard. They guys often teased Lance about his `mommyness', but secretly they were glad he took charge. None of the others wanted to deal with all the managers, photographers, lyricysts and all those other annoying people they dealt with everyday of their lives. When they got to the dressing room Justin's face was covers witha look of disbelief. JC's dream was odd, yes, but it could very well happen. At this time Lance stuck his head out of the door and winked at them. "Hey, it's about time you two got here. By the way do ya like my hat?" He was wearing a goofy looking green plaid fishermans hat. It hit Justin all at once. It was the same hat the JC had described to him from his dream. This was getting spooky, but JC apparently didn't notice the hat. `That is probably a good thing,' Justin thought to hisself, `It would just make him seem more crazy than he already thought he was for having this dream.' In the back of Justin's mind there was a small seed ofhope thta maybe just maybe this dream will work out for JC. After all everyone deserves a little happiness right?