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Chapter thirteen - CRAZY YOUNG LOVE
Eight months later (November 4, 2002)
Justin's debut solo album just hit shelves and was selling like hot cakes. It was official. He had left the group months earlier after their last tour. Him and Britney broke up MONTHS ago and hadn't spoken since. Which also happened to be the last time he spoke with Beyoncé.
Just recently, he had been hanging out with Alyssa Milano. It was nothing serious but they were having fun. And in his definition of fun; having sex.
They were hardly ever spotted together in the public. In fact, there were only one picture of the two in the magazine. The Enquirer.
"I'll be getting ready for an awards show for next week." Justin left the airport with his bodyguard while talking on his cell phone. "I'm not sure. But I can call you if plans change."
Meanwhile, Beyoncé was in New Jersey at Sugar Hill studios recording a track for her solo debut album due the following year.
"Got me looking so crazy right now. Your love's got me looking so crazy right now." Beyoncé sat on the sofa with her sister Solange hanging out during a break.
"Ahaha. You so stupid." She sat back, laughing hysterically at something her sister said. "I swear. I think momma dropped you on your head." Jay was with her in the studio earlier but decided to leave after recording his verse. "Oh oh oh no no." She song along to unfinished track. "I'm SO tired. I think I'm gonna skip out on the club. We should go tomorrow. I don't think I have plans."
Solange shot up and began dancing along to the music. Beyoncé watched her crazy sister booty shake and shake her head from side to side. "Bannnn ban ban ban ban ban bannnn." She song along to the melody. "Oh oh oh no no. You should dance like this in the video."
"You don't even know if this is gonna be a single. I think I like the Me, Myself and I track better. Meee myselfff and IIII." She song. "I can relate to it better. Lately, it's just been that. Men. I hate 'em sometimes."
"I know, girl. Oh! I'm so happyyyyy. I'm almost done with my album. God, I'm so glad it's almost over. I REALLY wanted Justin to be on one track but you refused to ask him for me."
"I told you. It's...complicated."
"And how? Aren't you friends with him? I just don't get it."
"And I guess that's just the way it's gonna be. It's complicated. Just leave it at that."
"Hmm whatever. Any way...we are going to the club tomorrow night. No if, ands or BUTS about it."
"First of all, you're too young to be in ANY club any way. You're only SIXTEEN! The ONLY reason why you were in the other clubs were because you were performing there. I'm not gonna be responsible for you, girl."
