"Jason and JC - Part 2"
Hello again all. I just wanted to say to those of you who are reading this, thanks for continuing to read. I havent gotten much of a reply to my first posting. If you like the story, email me at a41a14a@yahoo.com and let me know. You can also contact me via ICQ at 76118280. I do value other peoples opinions. Anyway, I also want to say that the first part may have seemed a little... well to put it plainly, boring. This story gives the opposite perspetive and you find out who Jason was talking to. This was origionally part of the first part of the story but I forgot to include it. Sorry. I am just putting the finishing touches on the next edition and it should be out in the next couple of days. It is very good, you'll enjoy it im sure. Anyway...
The legal disclaimer stuff. This story does not intend to imply that any members of 'N Sync or any of the other characters contained in the story are homosexual. If they are, thats thier business. You know the rest of the story, so if you don't have a problem with homosexual relations and you are of legal age, the by all means, PROCEED.
Meanwhile...
Somewhere across the country in California, the five boys of 'N Sync had just gotten out of the limo and were heading up to thier rooms. They had expected to do a show tonight, in fact, the stadium is where they returning from. They had arrived at the stadium where they were scheduled to do a show later that night, but due to technical dificulties, they were forced to delay the show until tommorow.
"I can't believe this!" JC exclaimed as they entered the elevator. "We never miss a show."
"We didn't really MISS it." Justin replied. "We just gonna to do it tommorow."
"Yeah JC I've never know you to complain about off-time." Joey said as he poked him in the arm.
The elevator dinged and they stepped out onto thier floor. The hotel had reserved the entire floor for them. Most hotels did that so they wouldn't have to worry about being disturbed.
"I know, I just hate getting behind. But I'm glad you guys put up with me anyway." JC grinned as he joked back with them.
"Well," Lance said as they stopped at the junction in the hall, "what are we going to do now that we don't have a show to do?"
"Let's party!" Joey shot back. Joey loved the party scene. The gang could hardly keep him away from it. "There are plenty of places to go and things to see."
"Sounds alright to me."Lance replied. "What do you think?" he asked as he looked over at the other three.
"Sure, you know I'm up for anything." Justin answered.
"I guess I could ride along and make sure you guys don't get into trouble." Chris told them. Chris was like the seargent-at-arms amongst them. If any of them ever stepped out of line, he sure let them know it. He always kept a watchful eye to make sure that they stayed out of trouble.
"What about you JC?" Lance asked, noticing JC's delay in answering.
"I think I'm just going to chill out here tonight man. Catch some early Z's." JC replied. The other four weren't too surprised he declined the offer. JC had never been the hearty partier. He would go out with them usually, but he usually just was there. He never really got into the whole party thing. The excitement, the adrenaline, the rush, any of it.
"Alright, well I guess we'll see you tommorow morning then." Lance told him. "I have to go and get something guys. I'll be down in a second OK."
The other three nodded in understanding and returned to the elevator. JC and Lance entered thier respective rooms and JC fell back on the bed. He didn't expect the knock on the door that came soon after.
He got up and went to the door. Checking the peep hole to make sure it was someone he knew, he spotted Lance on the other side of the door. He drew back the bolt and opened the door.
"Are you OK bro?" Lance asked concerned."You seem a little, I don't know, down." Lance was so caring. If he hadn't become a singer, he would have made a damn good psychiatrist. He could always tell when something wasn't right with someone. It was like he could look at someone and see right into thier soul.
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little tired, that's all." JC told him, which was the truth. There wasn't anything wrong with him that he could tell. He just didn't see the point in partying all the time. They had just gone out the other night and were out nearly all night long.
"Alright, well I just wanted to check. You know me." Lance said as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Yeah, I know you Scoop. I appriciate the thought." JC said as patted his friend on the back. "Now go on, get outta here. Go and have some fun."
He watched Lance go down to the elevator before closing his door again. 'What a friend.' he thought. Lance was and always had been a genuine friend.
JC went back over to his bed and sat back down. He grabbed the remote and switched on the TV. The local news popped onto the screen.
"...and the 'N Sync concert that was schedule for tonight was postponed due to technical dificulties. But the boys ensured us that they will be performing for us tommorow. I can't wait. How about you?" the female news anchor said as she turned toward her male co-anchor. 'Yeah, right.' he thought 'All we get are screaming teenage girls and estrogen raging females, plus the occasional gay guy. Like there are any straight guys that are out there that listen to us.' He changed the channel before the coanchor could respond.
He flipped through all of the channels several times and found nothing of interest. He fell back on the bed, and then looked over at his laptop which lay on the desk. He got up and walked over to the desk. He plugged the line into the computer and began dialing up to the local station.
He spent a few minutes checking email and responding to it. He didn't recieve too much mail. All of the fan mail was routed to the fan organization, where it was read by employees and most of it was responded to by a form letter and autographed picture. They couldn't allow the band members to personally respond to any of the fan mail because one, there was so much of it and two, if it could create a trend. Everyone would want to get a personal response and that just could never happen. So the letters he got were usually from family and a few friends.
After he had finished checking his mail, he decided he check out some chat rooms, just to see what people were saying about the group. He logged into a chat room using his protected online name: JoC2000.
Not many people were talking about them tonight. In fact, no one was. That got JC a little down. Was there popularity fading? He was about to change rooms when a general message came across the room:
"Is there anyone out there who has a life in common with "Bye, Bye, Bye"? If you do, I'd like to chat with you."
JC sat at his computer a moment trying to decide whether or not to respond. 'What the heck.' he decided as he moved the cursor up and hit the reply button.
"Hello JoC." was the response that came across on his computer screen.
Curious about the reason this stranger had asked such a question JC typed "So you have a "Bye, Bye, Bye" life, huh? What happened?"
Soon after he asked, the story flooded the screen. It was the saddest story he had heard in a long time. It took a great deal to keep from crying. 'It's just a shame that such bad things can happen to good people.' he thought as his chat mate finished his story.
"Well you did the right thing, dude. You deserve better." JC typed, doing his best to reassure the person on the other end. He added just a little something in to elicit more opinions about the band. "Just keep saying Bye, Bye, Bye and you'll be fine. Do you like 'N Sync's music?"
"Well, I really haven't listend to them before. I just caught that song on the radio tonight and I really enjoyed it. I think I'm going to go and get thier CD tommorow to check out thier other songs."was the other persons response. 'Well I guess I was wrong' JC thought to himself. 'There are straight guys out there who like our music.'
"Yep, they are pretty good. I enjoy them." JC returned trying to boost thier image as much as possible. They continued to chat and the conversation expanded until they were talking about anything and everything. JC couldn't belive his luck. He had found someone with his own interests and opinions. He finally had someone he could talk to.
He stuggled with the decision of whether to reveal himself or not, and in the end, he decided against it. Besides, why would he belive him. They chatted and chatted and before he knew they knew it, it was getting late. The guys were due back soon. So they decided to say goodbye for the night. He was sorry to see his new friend go, but before he left he had promised he would be back tommorow.
So JC said goodbye and logged out of the chat session. He closed his computer and decided he had better get some rest. He slipped out of his clothes and underneath the covers, and drifted off into a peaceful nights sleep.