Author’s note: There are two Whitney’s in the story so I will use their nicknames more often so you guys won’t get confused.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! I WIN! YOU LOSE!” Jonathan, Justin’s eight year old stepbrother spoke excitedly as they sat in the living room playing a video game.

“Damn, J. That’s ashamed. He won TWICE in a row.” Joey, his friend spoke up.

“Yeah, man. You’re SORRY.” Chris frolicked with a chuckle.

“Whatever, man.” he dropped his drumstick and rubbed through his curly hair in frustration. “I’m leavin.” he arose from the sofa and grabbed his jacket.

“You’re not gonna stay for dinner?” his mother, Lynn entered the living room. “I really wanted you to meet my new talent. She’s dying to meet you and the guys.”

“Maybe another time. Tonight’s not really a good night. I’ve…”

“He’s not getting any luck with that chick he’s with.” Justin’s eyes slowly focused in on Chris who stood there with a smirk on his face.

“IF you say ANOTHER word…”

“Alright guys…cool it. Not tonight.” Lynn warned. “Well…go on. I’m not gonna hold you up. She’ll be here tomorrow. She’s staying the night.” He licked his moist lips.

“Cool. I’ll see you guys later.” he turned and excited the house.

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“So…before anything could happen…the PHONE ringed? That’s messed up.” Alexia, Justin’s girlfriend spoke on the phone while laying on the bed in her room.

“I know. I mean…we were SO close.” Wanda, her friend complained.

“Maybe it was a sign, ya’ know? I mean…I was also close to giving it up to this dude name Chris, but…his mother showed up. I guess it was meant to stay a virgin.”

“Yeah.”

“I wanna give it up to someone I truly love, and wanna be with FOREVER. “ she gazed at the celing.

“What about Justin? Isn’t he the one you love?”

“Well…yeah, but…”

“I still don’t get it. You guys have been dating for TWO years and STILL didn’t have sex. I would have been fucked Justin. He’s too hot. You’re weird. ”

“No I’m not. Just because I’m not quick to spread my legs DOESN’T mean I’m weird. Books come first…and Babies come last. I’m doing it the smart way. Besides…what if he doesn’t want a child yet?”

“Did you ask him?”

“Ummmm…nope. Not that I remember.” she sucked her teeth.

“Do you guys talk about ANYTHING…besides singing and shopping? You have to learn how to bond with each other.” she kicked her feet while gazing at the TV.

“We do. We talk about lots of things.”

“Hmm. Any way…how’s your dog and cat? Are they still trying to kill each other? Ahaha. Omg. Remember that day we came home from the mall and…HAHA…”

“OH yeah. Ahaha. It took me hours to straighten up the place. There were things EVERYWHERE! I was SO pissed. I swear I was thinking about KILLING…” she trailed off as she focused in on the television that had a pictured of Justin on it. “Uh…Wanda…” she slowly sat up, keeping her eyes on the set.

“Yeah?”

“I’ma call you back. I have to take care of a few things.”

“Okay. See ya’ tomorrow. Bye.”

“Later.” she turned the phone off, never peeling her eyes away. She grabbed the remote, and turned it up a notch.

She gritted her teeth angrily and turned the television off. “That…bastard.”

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Justin entered his house, and closed the door behind him. A noise brought him to his attention as he slowly entered the living room. His eyes focused in on a lady who sat on the sofa watching television. “Excuse me?” he flicked the light switch on. “Who are you?” she locked eyes with his and smiled.

“OMG! Justin.” she hopped up and hopped on him, allowing him to fall to the floor. “Oh I love you so much.” she kissed him everywhere.

“Hey…cool it.” he covered her face with one hand and pushed her off him. JC entered the living room in complete shock.

“Whitney…what are you doing?” he ran up towards the two and pulled her off him. “Stop.” Justin stood up and brushed down his outfit. “I’m sorry, man. I forgot to tell you I was inviting her over.” he kept his grip on her.

“Nah…it’s okay.” he kept his eyes on Whitney as he ambled up the stairs, making sure she didn’t try anything. “Damn.” he sighed and entered the room.

“JUSTINNNNNNN! LEX IS DOWNSTAIRS!” JC yelled from downstairs.

“Tell her to come upstairs.” he removed his shirt and entered the bathroom. Alexia entered his room, and closed the door.

“Sweetie?”

“I’m in here.” she sat her purse on the dresser, and headed towards the bathroom, peering in to see Justin standing under the shower. “Hey, come in and close the door.” she slowly stepped in the bathroom, and closed the door. “So…what’s up?”

“Nothing. I just…stopped by to see what you were up to.” her eyes trailed down his naked figure.

“I just got in. I chilled at my mother’s house for a few. She invited us over for dinner, but…I wasn’t really in the mood for it. Could you hand me that towel?” he pointed.

“Oh…sure.” she grabbed the towel off the rod and handed it to him.

“Thanks.” he stepped out of tub and wrapped the towel around his waist. “I missed you.” he attached his arms around her waist and met lips with hers. “You been okay?”

“Yeah. I stayed in ALL day today. I wasn’t feeling too well.” he gazed deeply in her blue eyes.

“Is that so?” he exited the bathroom.

“Yep. So…” she followed him in the room. “Who is that chick downstairs? I’ve never seen her before?” she took a seat on the foot of the bed.

“She’s…one of JC’s cousin. I just met her today. As soon as I got in…” he slipped on a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. “…she attacked me. Ahaha. It was weird.” she rolled her eyes.

“Come on now. Don’t act like you don’t like when girls attack you.” he threw on a Tommy Hilfiger shirt.

“What is that supposed to mean?” she arose from the bed, and slowly approached him.

“Today on the news…they caught lady strippers in your limo. You and Joey were…doing something with ‘em. Now Joey know damn well I’m friends with Katrina and we are CLOSE! I’m thinking about snitching on his flirty ass.”

“No…don’t.” she rested her hand on her hip in attitude.

“And WHY shouldn’t I? She would TELL…”

“You don’t even know what happened.” he interrupted.

“Oh really? Well TELL ME WHAT HAPPENED!” she raised her voice. “You don’t expect for me to think that you guys did shit with them. These are STRIPPERS I’m talking about. I mean…why would you even pick up a bunch of strippers in the first place? What? I’m not that good for you? Is that it?” tears slowly filled up in her eyes. “If that’s it…then…” she sniffled. “…do us both a favor and end it now.” he held his head down and licked his lips.

“Lex…I don’t wanna lose you.” he looked up to gaze in her diluted eyes. “Those strippers meant shit to me. I was just trying to have some fun. You know Joey and I wont’ go too far. We have an important woman in our life.” he rubbed through her blond hair while peering deeply in her eyes. “You’re the only woman I wanna be with. I wanna marry you girl. Don’t give up on me now. You’re all I have. And…” he sighed. “…I wanna lose my virginity to you. ONLY you.” tears poured down her cheeks.

“Justin…”

“Alexia…I love you.” a smile slowly formed on her face.

“I love you too.” she wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly met lips with his.

8:52 p.m. (Later that day)

Whitney, the popular girl in school sat in the living room, sipping a vodka while chatting on the phone with a friend.

Amy, her room mate entered the house with a bag of snacks in her hand. “Woooo. It’s raining HARD out there.” she kicked the door closed and headed towards the kitchen.

“What’s up, girly?” Whitney greeted while looking up from the sofa to focus in on her.

“What’s up?” she sat her bag on the counter and pulled the refrigerator open.

“Aim…some dork’s on the phone for ya’.” Whitney frolicked.

“I’m comin’.” she jogged up towards her and accepted the phone from out of her hand. “Hello? Hey, what’s been happening? Really? Ahaha.” she jogged up the stairs. “Roly…don’t eat up all my snacks. Oh and LEAVE my Gardetto’s alone. Thank you.” she entered her room. “So what’s he like?” she closed the door behind her.

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JC drove down the highway listening to his cd player, full blast.

He song along. Jamie, his girlfriend stirred in her seat trying to get comfortable. He peered in the rear view mirror to focus in on his cousin and Melissa, Jamie’s little sister who both were sleeping silently.

“Shit.” Jamie sucked her teeth and sat up. “Baby?” she reached over and turned the music off.

“What are you doing? That is my favorite song.” he purposely turned it back on.

“Damnit, Chasez.” she turned the music off. “Stop it, okay? Please. Don’t you see Whitney and Melissa are sleeping? Do you have any respect?” he stopped at a red light and gawked to the side to stare at her.

“First of all…YOU…” he pointed to her. “…remember who car this is. This is MY car….MY cd player…MY everything, so cool it, babe.”

“Are you catching an attitude? Don’t LET me have to PIMP slap you…IN FRONT of your COUSIN. I would make you LOOK SO SORRY! YOU WON’T EVEN REMEMBER WHO SLAPPED Y…”

“Hey, hey. Calm down, baby. Damn. I was only messin’ with you.” he chuckled. “Okay? Now give me a kiss.” he spoke softly. She slowly leaned in and met lips with hers. “Mmm…you are so sexy.” he spoke huskily between her lips.

“I hate you so much.” she joked.

“I hate you too, psycho.”

“Ugh. Get a room.” Melissa blurted out.

“Oh…” JC quickly pulled away and made a left at the green light. “I don’t know you were up.”

“Well now she is. You and that damn music.” Jamie spoke up, placing her hand on his.

“Just keep quiet before I MAKE you.” she giggled.

The next day (12:10 p.m.)

Justin stepped up on the porch and rung the door bell. A few seconds later, someone pulled the door open. There stood a very short, about 4’ 8” tall and the prettiest eyes he’d ever seen. He kept the eye contact, gazing deeply in her greenish golden eyes. “Um…” he stuffed his hands in his pockets.

“Hello, Justin. I’m Michelle. Call me whatever. I mean…my friends call me Nikki, Mikki, Mitchell, Mitchelley…sometimes Shell, Shellie, Shelley Belly, Strawberry shortcake…”

“Strawberry shortcake? I love that. It’s very delicious.” she blushed and held her head down. “You know what I’ma call you?” she looked up to gaze in his eyes.

“What?”

“Princess?” her eyes lit up.

“Really?” she chuckled. “Cool.” he nodded. “Well…come in.” she stood aside and allowed him to enter the house.

“My ma’ here?” he asked while gazing around the place.

“Yep. Mrs Harless…Justin’s here.” she exited the kitchen, wiping her hands with her apron.

“Hello, son. You finally decided to come.” he kissed her on the cheek.

“Yeah. Lex had to force me out of bed…after you called.” he entered the living room to see his stepbrother Jonathan sitting on the sofa with Lance and Kelsey, Lance’s girlfriend. “Hey, fellas.”

“What’s up, dude.” Lance spoke up. “What happened to you yesterday? Your mother hooked up a delicious dinner.”

“Yeah. I know. I decided to go home at the last minute.” he glanced at Michelle who seemed to pay her attention on Lance. “So, Michelle…”

“We have dance rehearsals tomorrow for our new video.” Lance interrupted.

“Oh…what time? How come I’m hearing this at the last minute?”

“Because you seem to NEVER be around when Johnny updates us on a few things.” his cell phone went off.

“Damn. Oops…I meant…man.” he realized Lynn was in his presence. “Sorry. I’ll be back.” he turned his cell phone on and placed it by his ear. “Hello?” he leaned against the kitchen door.

“Hey, curly. What happened to you at the meeting yesterday?” he recognized the voice.

“Oh…I’ve been…”

“I hired you because I BELIEVED in you. Therefore you should be here whenever I have a meeting. You could be missing important information.”

“I know, Johnny. Don’t worry…Lance gave me the info already.” there was a pause. “Hello? Are you still there?”

“Yeah. Any way…next time…BE HERE. I’ll talk to you whenever.”

“Alright. Later.” he turned off his cell and entered the living room. “I forgot why I came here.” he focused in on Michelle. “Oh yeah. I came here to hear how you sound.”

“Could she be featured on one of your songs…for the solo album?” Lynn asked.

“First I NEED to hear how she sounds. Are you gonna sing for me, princess?” she felt butterflies in her stomach.

“Um…well…” she stammered lightly.

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“So any way…while we were talking…these hot guys walked pass us. I SWEAR one of ‘em looked JUST like Justin.” Nivea, a girl who was obsessed with Justin spoke to Katrina, Joey’s girlfriend.

“Oh please. Every guy looks like Justin to you. You’re just saying that because you’re OBSESSED with the guy. You have like…THOUSANDS of posters of him. You know EVERYTHING about him.”

“Yeah. Too bad he won’t give me the time of day. You think he’s prejudice?”

“Girl please. Hell no. He dated a black woman before. Maybe he doesn’t like you…period. Ahaha.” she gazed at Joey who swam in the pool with Chris.

“Alright. Keep joking around. Watch. I’M gonna STEAL Justin away from Alexia. She thinks she’s all that because she’s with him.”

“Nivea…shut up. No one THINKS they’re all that. Don’t hate her because JUSTIN picked her. It’s not her fault.” she twirled her hair around her finger while chewing on her gum. “At least I got a man. HAHAHA!” she laughed.