Breaking Point

The Tour Life

"Jennifer?" she heard. Jennifer quickly got up and washed her face, her crystal blue eyes turning a lighter shade of blue from crying.

"Jen??" she heard Maribelle and Anna's anxious voices.

"Yeah. I'm in here!" She called out, before her friends could freak out.

"Can you please open the door??" she heard. Jennifer finished rinsing her face and unlocked the door, only to have Anna engulf her in a tight hug.

"Don't let that whore get to you. Don't give her what she wants." Anna said, and Jennifer nodded against her shoulder.

"Okay. Now come on they're announcing who made it!" she said, and grabbed Jennifer's hand, who grabbed Maribelle's hand and they all ran back onstage. Scooter gave her a worried look, but Jennifer avoided his eyes.

"All right ladies. We've came to a decision. We're picking three girls, only because that's how many of you we need. Once I call your number, step up. If not, I'm sorry; we just couldn't pick all of you, no matter how much we wanted to." Scooter said, and Jennifer looked up to meet his eyes as her and the girls held each other's hands, waiting.

"All right, first number..." he paused, building the suspense and Jennifer tried to hold back a laugh. "Number 389, Maribelle." Scooter said, and Anna and Jennifer both hugged Maribelle in congratulations. Maribelle, a huge smile on her face, stepped forward a few steps while everyone clapped.

"Okay, second number..." Scooter once again paused, and Maribelle looked back to her best friends and winked. "Number 776, Anna." Scooter announced, and Anna squealed as Jennifer gave her a congratulatory hug.

"And last, but certainly not least, we have number..." he looked at a girl on the far right side of the stage and smiled, causing the girl to start breathing heavy in anxiety. Geez Scoot, keep doing this and these girls are gonna faint. Jennifer thought, with an inward smile. "098, Jennifer!" Scooter finally said, and as everyone clapped, Jennifer timidly made her way to the front of the stage and hugged Maribelle and Anna, who were squealing like fan girls.

Jennifer looked behind her to see girls crying in disappointment, but some, the ones who were dressed similar to Jennifer, Maribelle, and Anna went up to congratulate them, which they took with grace. Jennifer looked at Scooter, who gave her a thumbs up and clapped with everyone else.

Once all of the other contestants left the Staples Center, Scooter called the girls down to meet the crew.

"And this is Justin. Justin, this is Maribelle, Anna, and Jennifer, the girls I told you about." Scooterfinished, his arm around Jennifer's shoulders. Justin shook each of their hands and lingered a bit on Jennifer's, who immediately shook it politely and pulled away, looking at the floor. Justin looked to Scooter for help, butScooter merely gave him an I'll explain later look. Justin was getting frustrated at Jennifer's cold shoulder attitude, and wanted to know why she was blowing him off.

"Hey... Jennifer. Can I talk to you?" Justin asked, pulling her from Scooter's grasp. She turned and looked to Scooter for help, but he merely shrugged and mouth the words just give it a try.

Justin pulled Jennifer backstage and into a supply closet, which immediately made Jennifer nervous.

"Hi." He said.

"H-hello." Jennifer replied quietly, looking down at her ballet flats.

"Well... I was just wondering why you keep blowing me off and giving me weird looks. I wanted to know what I did." Justin said, not wanting to beat around the bush. Jennifer looked up at him with scrunched eyebrows.