Havin' Fun With N'Sync  Chapter 1: The Signing
"Christina, I still can't believe you actually braided a section of my hair.  I swear if I wasn't about ready to go buy the new football at the Sports Center, I would so hurt you." said Maggie really, really slowly.
The tall redhead's green eyes flashed. "Ya know Maggie, I can't see why you don't have a boyfriend. I mean your eyes should take care of that." "What about my eyes?" demanded Maggie.  "I wouldn't dream of telling you." "Christina, you're dead."
The 5'7" brunette laughed.  "You must've forgot that we have to go to the CD store." "Christina why can't you go by yourself?" "Because, those boy bands will be there. And you know I can't stand boy bands." "You are so weird."
"You know that I couldn't stand to see them by myself. I mean, I would probably try to hurt them." "Yeah I know.' said Maggie.  "Oh yeah and Maggie?" "Hmmm?" "Could you come here for a second?" "Why?" "Just com here." Maggie, like a fool, headed over towards Maggie.  Christina sprayed Maggie with a bottle of perfume. "Ohmigod. Christina you're dead." Maggie ran over to the dresser. "Say bye bye to your fifteen dollar nail polish." Maggie threw the bottle on the floor.  "MAGGIE RUN! RUN FAR FAR AWAY!!!"
"You two knock it off." yelled Christina's mom.  "Sorry Ms. Jacobs." "You know you don't have to call her that. Annie is just fine." said Christina adjusting her shades. "I know, but I guess I just forgot." "You always forget, except when you have a basketball game."
"Oh yeah, I have to leave at five. Tony called, 1st with another stupid idiotic blind date and then with the time for the basketball game."  "Whadja do when he told you about the date." "I mildly threatened to beat his head with a sledgehammer and bury him alive and then poison him." said Maggie grabbing her sling-over-the-shoulder purse, which she called a backpack.
15 minutes later they arrived at the CD store.  "There they are." said Christina quickly turning away.  The BSB, N'sync, 98 Degrees, LFO, and B*Witched were all doing autograph signings.  "Why the heck are they doing this?" "Remember that charity album?" asked Christina annoyed. (The above is 100% fiction.) Christina glanced over her shoulder at the boy bands.
" I don't see why all those girls think those guys are hot.  They're really unreal." said Christina glancing at a Jewel CD. Maggie tried to act absorbed in the A*Teens and the Will Smith singles she held in her hand, even though she was seriously checkin' out Lance Bass of N'Synd.  "Maggie, what the heck do you think you're doing?" hissed Christina.
"I'm going to buy this CD, or do you think I should buy S Club instead?"  "No, I mean staring at that guy." "I'm not either. I'm just glancing over there to see what the title of the CD they are signing is called." "Liar. I can't believe you're staring at a guy.  Let alone a guy from a boy band." "Well, he's not that bad looking." said Maggie, immediately covering her hand with her mouth and turning to leave.  "Maggie wait!" said Christina.
Maggie turned and walked right into... Lance! "Ohmigosh. I'm so sorry." stammered out Maggie.  "Are you okay?" asked Lance.  "I'll be fine as soon as I get out of this hole. No offense." "None taken." Lance bent down at the same time as Maggie to ge the 3 CD's that were scattered on the ground.  Their hands fell into place on one of the CD's.  Maggie blushed slightly and withdrew her hand