Inside information: CASE OF THE STARZ was written in the middle of '95 when I think I was...ten years old. Lol. I did this story for a class project. Yes. Of coarse I revised it. I would never let my teacher read those curse words that were in it. Actually...the truth...I wrote this story while I was on punishment. I was suffering off boredom. So I was just sitting on the bed one day, and...I decided to write the story. How it became an Nsync story? Just like I said...I revised it, BUT...I never had a chance to correct the grammar errors. Sorry.. Copyrighted in '00. It took me a day to finish.

CASE OF THE STARZ: 2000 novel
Rated R for language and violence

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Chapter 10

The next morning

Justin woke up to hear a series of voices. He got out of bed to see Christina was gone. He jogged down the stairs, and entered the living room to see JC, Lance, Joey, and Chris sitting on his sofa munching on something. He remembered what they did to him the other day and was about to go back upstairs when a voice called him. He turned around to see JC motioning him to come down there. He slowly walked down the stairs and approached them. “What’s wrong, Buddy? You look like you got something stuck up your ass.” JC laughed with the other guys.

“Um…how did you guys get in here?” he asked nicely, because he didn’t know what they would do.

“Christina let us in.” Lance stated.

“Where is she?”

“She went to the store to grab us a bite to eat.”

“Yeah man. So why didn’t you show up at the studio? We were worried sick about you.” Chris said playfully hitting him on the arm.

“Oh really? Worried sick enough to bust my door down and beat me up?”

“What? What are you talking about?” Joey asked.

“You know what I’m talking about. Monday when you guys beat me up for not coming to the studio, and for that Britney thing.”

“Huh?”

“Yes. Huh?” Justin said sarcastically. “I have the proof right here.” He flipped his lip over and showed them a cut. Joey shook his head and began laughing.

“I don’t know what has gotten into you, but sorry to say it. We never came to your house on Monday. Today is our first day of the week coming to your house.” Justin shook his head in confusion.

“No. It can’t be. You guys bust down my door, talking about you should teach me a lesson for acting like I’m bad. I swear. You...” Justin just realized about the wishmaster. Maybe that was the wishmaster who came to his house, disguising himself as the guys.

“I think you need some rest.” JC patted him on the shoulder.

“Yeah. You know we would never do anything like that to hurt you. Maybe play but not that far to hurting you seriously.” Chris said.

“Yeah. I guess you’re right. Maybe I was dreaming.”

“About what? The wish…”

“Shhh. Don’t say that name. Please. You’re just gonna bring back all the bad luck.” He said putting his hand on JCs mouth. All of the guys laughed at him.

The end

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