Chapter 1 ~7 months later~ Lance was tossing and turning in his bed. He sat up in a cold sweat. He had the dream again. The one he had very often, that he him and blonde in bed. The same blonde he had seen on his birthday 7 months ago. He had convinced himself nothing had happen but the dream made him think more and more about it. Just then the phone rang. He jumped at the sound the shrill ring that filled his dark, cold hotel room. Chris hadn’t got back yet and Lance’s best bet was that he wouldn’t. “ Hello.” Lance said with a yawn. “Lance dear did I wake you?” His mother’s voice rang through the phone “Not at all Mom.” Lance said as he looked at the clock on the nightstand as he flipped on the lamp. The clock read 8:43. He tried to figure out if it was am or pm but gave up and continued to talk to his mother. “ How are Dad and Stacey?” “Dad is great. He’s out working with the new horse we got.” Diane Bass said as she continued to fill her son in. “ As for Stacey. I’ll let her tell when you come home next week.” She said as she paused. Lance heard another voice talking to his mother. He knew it wasn’t Stacey. Stacey was out of town with Ford and wouldn’t be in until next week when Lance came home. He couldn’t wait to go home and see his family. He would have off for a month before heading back to the studio to work on the guys’ next album. “You won’t believe who I’m talking to.”  Diane said as Lance slowly got out of the bed and made his way into the bathroom. “Who mom?” Lance asked as he turned on the sink and let the cold water hit his hands before splashing it on his face. “ Remember Fiona?” Diane asked. “How could I forget her?” Lance asked as memories came to him of her. It had been about 9 years since he had seen her or spoken to her. She had written him a few times but the letters stopped a few months after she moved. “Well that’s who I’m talking to.” Diane said  as Lance walked back into the room and plopped on the end of the bed. “How is she?” Lance asked. “She’s good. She came to visit you but your there and she’s here.” Diane said as Fiona said something to her that was barely audible to Lance. “ She said she’ll see you next week when you come in.” she said as someone knocked on Lance’s door. “I can’t wait to see her.” Lance said as he got up off the bed and slowly made his way to the door before suddenly looking down noticing he was only in his silky blue boxers. “ 1 minute.” He called to the person who knocked on the door. “ Mom I got to go so I’ll call you later.” He said. “Ok Honey. Talk to you later. Tell the other guys I say Hi.” Diane said as she poured herself a glass of homemade lemonade. “ I will mom Bye.” Lance said as he hung up the phone. “ About time.” Joey said as Lance opened the door. “ We’re going out you wanna come?” he asked as the other guys approached them. “ Yeah sure.” Lance said as he walked back into his room and grabbed a shirt. “ Just give me a minute.” He said a he picked up a burgundy button up shirt. He quickly threw it on along with a pair of Sandals he had sitting next to his suitcase. He looked in the mirror as he passed and tousled up his spiky blonde hair. “You ready?” Joey asked as Lance appeared at the door again. “No what does it look like?” Lance asked as he closed the door and they were on their way. ~A short time later~ They arrived at the club and took their place in the VIP section. Britney was there and Justin was right with her. All the guys minus Lance danced. Lance had chosen a to stay at the table a drink a few beers. It wasn’t until Jessica Simpson approached him that he got his mind off of Fiona. “Hey Lance.” Jessica said with her all American girl smile. “ You wanna dance?” she asked as she took a sip of his beer. He didn’t stop her even though she wasn’t old enough to drink it. “Sure.” Lance replied as he got up form the table and made his way with Jessica to the dance floor. They began to dance as a City High song came on little did he know he;d relate to that song sooner rather then later. Boys and girls wanna hear a true story? Saturday night was at this real wild party They had the liquor overflowin' the cup, about 5 or 6 strippers tryin to work for a buck and I-took one girl outside wit me, her name was Loni, she went to Junior High wit me, I said, Why you up in there dancin for cash?,I guess a whole lots changed since I seen you last She said..What would you do?, if your son was at home crying all alone on the bedroom floor, cuz he's hungry and the only way to feed him is ta sleep wit a man for a little bit of money, and his daddy's gone so we're smokin' rock now, in and out of lock down, I aint gotta job now, so for you this is just a good time but for me this is what I call life ~What would you do? -City High Story Index