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The door opened and there stood a very tired and stressed out, Scooter. I gazed up at him but he didn’t bother making eye-contact with me. Instead he gave me the ‘look over’ and analyzed every little detail about me. I could see the words ‘What the hell’ circling his mind. Not surprising considering my messy appearance.
Moments of silence later, Justin and I entered the room to see most of his crew sat in the lounge. It was an artistic and minimalistic lounge that looked expensive but not overly-glamorous. There wasn’t a speck of dust and no clutter visible. Without the huge, squishy sofas it would have looked cold and empty, there was no homely touch. It looked like he just moved in despite him living there for many months now. This wasn’t what I pictured Scooter’s taste being. Its funny how you can judge someone because of certain aspects but you can be so wrong.
Scooter slammed the door and followed behind us. Everyone was there except dancers, band, back-up singers, people like that. Pattie was absent also. I felt everyone’s eyes burn through me. It was like I had shown up to prom in the same dress as one of the ‘Plastics’. But, in my case, they were staring at me because they all hated me. You could just tell they were thinking of multiple ‘What if’ scenarios in their heads. What if she didn’t exist, would Justin’s life be better? What if she was just another fan…?
“Sooo…” Justin said rocking backwards and forwards on his heels, attempting to slice through the awkwardness but he only made it worse. “What’s going on guys?” He tried to make small talk but Kenny wasn’t having any of it.
“Don’t Justin! Don’t dig yourself deeper then you already are.” Kenny said quietly. He was like Justin’s uncle – a great person to hang with and have a laugh, but very protective and strict when need be.
“I don’t know what to do with you Justin.” Scooter seemed lost. This was a side I had never seen of him, he always seemed so in control and always knew what to do.
“What do you mean?” Justin stupidly asked.
“How dare you do this to me Justin!” Scooter roared. “How dare you throw away everything I -we- worked so fucking hard for, all for some chick!” Ouch.
“But-” Justin started but didn’t have the chance to finish.
“Save it. You know damn well what I’m talking about. Everything was going great for you, for everyone! You were successful, had it all - a great life and a hopeful future. Then what did you go and do? Let your fucking teenage hormones get in the way and ruin your career all so you could bang some girl you thought was hot.”
“She’s not some ‘chick’!” Justin spat out as he stepped closer to Scooter. Their noses were almost touching, both their chests outstretched but neither one dared move away.
“Yeah well I don’t care Justin. Your career is in wrecks and so is your relationship with your Mother. You either end it or you say goodbye to your fame and fortune.” Everyone in the room’s gaze flickered back and forth from Justin to Scooter to me, back to Justin again.
“No. I’m not going to make that decision. I can have both and I will.” Justin walked towards me put his arm around my waist protectively.
“And how can that work!? More pictures of you straddling her will get released and soon you will be ruined, I will make sure of that.”
“Are you threatening me!?” His hand gripped tighter on me in anger. I rubbed my hand up and down his back soothingly to calm him. I guess it wasn’t working.
“Yes Justin. I can’t take the risk of more pictures like this being released. You have a younger fan base.”
“Don’t you think I know that? I can’t spend the rest of my life innocent and single and my fans are going to have to get used to that. It’s not my fault there are creepy paps out there willing to perv on me like that. Look, I’m sick of this conversation, I’m done.”
“You may be done for now, but this conversation isn’t over. No where near.” Just as Scooter was about to say something, there was a knock on the door and before anyone had the chance to move, the key card slotted in and the door opened slowly. Pattie stood there, looking smaller and frailer than usual. Oh here we go.
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