Date: Thu, 10 May 2001 07:34:44 -0500
From: RJ Gilmore <jtimberlakefan@hotmail.com>
Subject: Through all the Fame-2

Well guys,here is chapter two. I guess Chapter one was a little wierd for
you guys, but that was just to get the story going, so here is Chapter Two,
and it gets more serious, okay. Again, just bear with me! Okay Chapter two!


Chapter 2-


        "We have been walking for hours!" Chris excalimed breaking the
silence that had been lingering in the air. "We've been walking for 3
minutes!" Joey said almost tripping over a rock. The guys had decided they
would walk to the nearest place to use a phone. Where ever that was.
        Joey, J.C., and Chris were up ahead of Justin and  Lance. J.C. and
Justin didn't want to make it too obvious that the guys were madly in love
with each other, so they decided to distance themselves every so often.
         "Wow," Lance said to Justin. "Someone's awfully quiet." Justin
gazed into the endless grass fields beside the road as he walked. The air
was hot and the wind blew ever so often, so Justin enjoyed the little bursts
of air. "Whats to talk about?" He asked Lance, still not looking at him." He
heard Lance sigh and then say, " I don't know."
          The guys walked on for a few minutes, and Lance began again to
start a conversation with Justin. This time his attempt to do so, worked.
"Do you ever get tired of touring?" Lance asked. Justin finally looked at
Lance and nodded. "Yeah, all the time." Lance kicked a couple of rocks and
watched them roll a little ways in fromt of him, one almost hitting Joey,
who still was trying to avoid falling from the many rocks in the road.
"Why?" Justin asked. Lance didn't say anything for a moment. "Your different
now Justin." He finally said.
           Justin looked confused. "How?" he asked. Lance smirked. "Justin,
I remember the day I met you guys. You were just this fourteen year old kid
with no problems in the world. You had your heart set on being famous, and
being an NBA all star. And now...well, thats not you anymore." Justin
stopped. Lance stopped as well. "I," Justin exclaimed, "was a kid. Things
were easier for me then. I didn't have a problem in the world." Lance looked
at him for a moment. "Yeah," he said. "I guess I just see you as J.T. the
lil' guy." Justin laughed. "You still remember that?!" Lance smiled. "Always
have, always will." He told Justin.
          "Hey!"J.C. yelled from a little ways up the road. "Come on you
two!" Justin and Lance stood still. "Your my best friend J.T." Lance said.
Justin couldn't help but smile. "Your mine to, Lance. From now until
forever." Then the two began running to catch up with the three guys,
knowing that was a moment they would always treasure.

1993**


    "Justin, honey, J.C.s at the door." Justin's mom Lynn said opening up
his bedroom door. Justin was laying on his bed watching a movie. "Whats he
doing here? He never hardly comes by here." Justin asked getting up and
making his way to the living room. "Well," Lynn said, "Hes got some
important news for you." Justin walked into the living room to see J.C.
standing at his front door. "Hey Justin!" He said making his way over to
him. "Hey J.C." Justin replied. "Have a seat." J.C. remained standing. "Um,"
He said. "Justin, I've come to tell you something." Justin heart started
beating faster. 'Ís he gonna tll me he likes me?!' Justin thought. 'Wait,
no, Yuck! Its not right.' He turned around and saw his mom standing in the
kitchen doorway.
             'No!' He yelled in his mind. 'Mom, go away!Please, go away!'
"Um, Justin?" J.C. said interrupting his thoughts. "Are you alright little
man?" Justin felt himself get red. "Yeah, I'm fine!" He answered trying not
to show his embarrasment. "Whats the news?" J.C. looked as if he were about
to fly himself through the roof. "Well," he said with a big smile on his
face. "How do you feel about being in a boy group?" Justin gave J.C. a funny
look. "Boy group?" Justin asked leaning on the back of the couch.
             "Yeah,"J.C. said his smile disappearing. "You know? Singing,
dancing..." Justin smiled. "Really?!" He yelled. J.C.'s smile came back.
"Yeah! A friend of mine wants to start a group. And he asked me to be in it,
and another guy. We need one more guy, and I thought of you." Justin looked
back at his mom, who was smiling. "It's up to you, honey." She said. Justin
looked back at J.C. "You've got yourself a new member!" Justin replied.

           **  **  ** ** Later in 1993 **  **  **

       "You guys... sound.. good." Mr. Johnson said after hearing Justin,
JC's, Chris's, and Joeys accapella. "But your missing something."  Joey
glaced at the three guys. "But," Joey said clearing his throat, "We have
everything we need." Mr. Johnson laughed a sly laugh. "You need a bass.
Someone with a deep voice." Justin rolled his eyes. "Come on guys," Chris
said walking out Mr. Johnsons office,and into the sixth floor hall. "Lets
go." The three guys followed him, each not looking at Mr. Johnson.
        "A bass?!" Chris remarked reaching the elevator and pushing the down
button. "Why do we need a bass? Every person we've sung for, has told us we
needed a bass." The elevator door opened and the four guys made their way in
it. "Well," Joey said, pushing the 1st floor button, "I'm just guessing, but
I think we need a bass." The elevator doors shut and the elevator began
making its way to the first floor." Justin and J.C. laughed. " It's not
funny." Chris said, but he was smiling. "Where are we going to find a bass?"
The elevator reached the first floor and the guys walked out of the elevator
once the doors opened. "I got it!" Justin yelled, loud enough for an old
lady who was sleeping in her chair to suddenly shoot up as if she had just
had a terrible nightmare.
            "How about my vocal coach!" Justin said ignoring the fact that
he was too loud. "Justin, come on, hes like 50!" JC remarked not getting
what Justin was saying. Justin shook his head. "No, not that! He flies
around the world teaching all kinds of people to sing. Maybe he could
recommend someone for us. I'm sure hes taught bass." Chris laughed and
hugged Justin. "Alright J.T.! Thats perfect!" Joey said.
             "Excuse me!" the little old lady said. "Could you please shut
the f-" the lady was interrupted by a woman in her mid- thirties. "Mom!
Please!"
                               *
        Lance Bass finished singing and looked at the four guys in front of
him. All was quiet, and it was making Lance even more nervous than he
already was. The four guys then huddled up and started whispering, and Lance
felt he was about to faint. After a few minutes the guys parted and all
looked at Lance.
         "Lance, right?" JC asked. "Yeah." Lance answered. "Lance," JC
continued, "We just have to say that were really gald you could make it
and-" Lance interrupted him. "You know what? You don't have to tell me I was
fortunate to make it here. I traveled a long way just to sing with you guys,
and I really don't need the pity party alright? If im not in, im not in." JC
looked at him with a look Lance didn't recognise. "Lance," he finally said.
"Your in."


Present Day:


      "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Joey said laying himself on the old
fashioned bed that looked as if it hadn't been slept in in years. The guys
had walked and came to an old motel where they had figured they would stay
the night. "Tell me something," Lance said coming out of the bathroom. "Why
in anyones right mind would want to own a motel out in the middle of
nowhere?" Joey sat up with a playful anger looking face. "Hey!" he said. "We
would still be walking if it weren't for this motel." Lance laughed then
said, "Yeah, well if I owned this place, i'd put two beds in each room.
Having to sleep with you is a nightmare."

      JC and Chris decided to let Justin have his own room. Justin sat on
the motels window sill in his room looking out to nothing but grass and
fields. In his mind, he thought of his life, and how it turned out to be. He
was famous, he was gay (which he was finally admitting to himself)in love
with JC, and miserable. What had happened to the happier him? Lance was
right. He had changed. Now every time Justin began to go on tour, he just
wanted to be home. He wanted to be with his other friends, and just...be
happy.
      Justin thought expressing his love for JC would help, but it didn't.
His heart wasn't satisfied yet. And Justin had yet to know what to do with
it... he knew one thing though. He couldn't wait to be alone with JC.
Because Justin knew his heart felt satisfied enough to let Justin enjoy
being around with JC... but how long would that last?


Okay, theres my story.Chapter 3 coming up!
Email me at jtimberlakefan@hotmail.com with comments!