"Wishin' I could thank you in a different way, come one..." Kris turned her radio all the way up.
    "Kris, turn that down! I'm trying to sleep!" Vanessa yelled from her room.
    "Ness, you need to get up, it's 1:00!" Shelly screamed from the kitchen.
    " Yeah, besides, we all love this song," Kris said.
    "But the group is immature and pathetic, turn it off!" Vanessa griped.
    "Vanssa Michelle Lawrence, get out of bed right now!" Dee yelled into Vanessa's room.  Dee loved to sleep late as much as Vanessa did, but today they were all going to Universal Studios with their boyfriends.
    "Okay, fine, I'm getting up, mother," Vanessa said sarcastically, "When are the guys gonna be here?"
    "At 2:00, so you better get your lazy butt up cause some of us still need showers," Shelly said.
    "I call it first!" Vanessa said as she entered the single bathroom all four girls shared in their two bedroom apartment.  Kris, Dee, and Shelly had already taken their showers, but they said that so Vanessa would get up and moving or else they'd be there all day waiting on her.  Besides, Kris was still running around frantically trying to find the "right outfit".
    "Dee, help me!" Kris yelled from their room.  Dee casually got of the couch and entered the room she shared with Kris.  You could tell what side was Kris' cause there were magazines, clothes, and various other items thrown all around.  While Dee's side was not spotless, it was neat and organized.
    "Dang, girl, I'm gonna kick you out to go live in Vanessa's room and Shelly can move in here cause you and Nessa are so messy!" Dee joked.
    "Haha, very funny.  Help me please!  What are you wearing?" Kris asked.
    "My wide-legged khakis, my sleeveless blue shirt, and my white canvas platformy shoes." Dee replied.
    "Well, Mrs. I'm-Already-Ready-So-Much-Earlier-Than-You, help me!"
    "Well, why don't you wear your flare jeans, your green spandex baby-T and your " Doc Martens"?"
    "That is so cool!  Why didn't I think of that?" Kris said excited that she finally got an outfit.
    "You can be so wierd sometimes," Dee said as she left the room.
    "Yeah, but that's why ya love me!" Kris yelled to Dee.
    "I'm done," Vanessa stated a the entered the livingroom 30 min. later.  As usual she was very stylish in her own way.   Vanessa was one of those people who could individualize any plain old outfit.  Kris and Dee were up to the times in fashion, but they didn't care what they wore as long as they were comfortable.  Shelly and Vanessa were very trendy.  Vanessa was wearing her orange "Buddha" shirt, as she called it, cause it had little Buddha's on it, her black velvet jeans, and her silver boots.  Shelly was wearing wide-legged jeans and a white tank top that had "Baby-Doll" written across it and blue "Candies".
    "So, are we all ready to go?" Shelly asked.
    "Just waitin on the guys," Kris said.  As if on cue, the doorbell rang and Dee went to answer it.
    "Baby!" she said as she flund herself into the arms of her boyfriend, Michael Dean Willis.  She loved his whole name, especially when she was the Mrs. Michael Dean Willis.  Dee Anne Corbin-Willis had a pretty nice ring to it!  They shared long kiss until someone coughed and they broke away.
    "Oh, sorry, Justin," Dee apologized.
    "No prob," Justin said as he ented the apartment followed by the others.  "Krissy!" he called out.
    "Justin Mitchell Allen, you know I hate that name.  It's not my name," Kris complained.
    "I know, I was just teasing you, Kristine Marie Lowell," he teased.
    "Shelly Renea Smith," Chris sang out.
    "Yes, Christopher Scott Ryan," Shelly answered from the kitchen. 
    "What's with all the middle names?" Vanessa tried to ask with a mouth full of toothpaste, only to get everyone laughing in response.  She rolled her eyes and went to spit it out. 
    "We ready?" Mike asked.
    "Yeah...." Vanessa started, "Woah, not yet, guys, check out this ad in the paper," she said referring to the paper on thier coffee table.  The ad read as follows:
                                                        WANTED:
                          Dancers and extras for new music video to be shot in Miami.
    "Girls, we all love to dance and we've wanted to be in a video, let's go for it," Kris said.
    "When's the auditions and where?" asked Shelly.
    "Here in Orlando, oh, man, they're today at 3:00" Dee said.
    "No prob, babe.  You guys go to it and we'll all do something later," Mike said.
    "Are you sure?" Dee asked.
    "Hey, you guys have always wanted to do this, go for it.  We'll go with ya." Chris said.
    "Aww, you're the sweetest," Shelly said as she kissed him.
  The girls went and got changed into leotards and dance pants and dance shoes and were ready in 5 min.  They took Dee's '97 Blazer cause it fit 6 people.  Mike took his Mustang in case the guys wanted to leave early.
  They arrived at the "TrasCon" building and told the secretary why they were there.  She escorted them to a very large dance room with floor to ceiling mirrors.  There had to be at least 30 people there already.
    "They're gonna narrow 30 down to 5," Kris said in amazement.
    "Yeah, and there's still more to come," Dee said as all the girls began to do warm up stretches and moves.  A while later, a very beautiful women entered the room.
    "Can I have everyon's attention please! I am Fatima and I'll be your choreographer.  We're gonna be doing a small routine today that involves a lot of pop-locking, turning, and a variety of combos of fast moves.  If you don't feel you can handle that, or you're just here for fun, I politely suggest you leave now.  This is serious business people.  Okay, I'll be right back and we'll get started." and with that, Fatima left the room
    "Hey, you guys know who does a lot of pop-locking?" Kris asked.
    "This chic that's teachin us," Vanessa replied sarcastically.
    "No, the Backstreet Boys choreographer, and her name is Fatima," Kris said.
    "Geez, Kris, we all like the group, but you don't have to learn everything about them," Shelly joked.
    "No, Dee and I baby-sat this little girl this summer who was obbsessed with them.  She had to watch their tape 4 times a day.  I got to where I knew every line," Kris explained.
    "Oh, yeah, I remember, 'A little pop-locking in the routine....' That was a nightmare!" Dee exclaimed.
    "Hey, the group is pathetic, but they have good music and great dance moves.  This should be fun!" Vanessa said.  Fatima quickly returned and they got started on the routine.  It was a small routine, only 4 sets of 8, but it was rigorous.  First they were pop-locking, then they were spinning, then down on the floor, then the next thing they knew, they were up again kicking and doing combos.  Soon many people were eliminated so that only 15 remained.  They went in groups of 3 to show the routine.  The girls were watching a blonde who had done really well keeping her face hidden from everyone but Fatima, though she looked really familliar to the girls from behind.  She was really good, they knew they didn't stand a chance.  Soon everyone was done and Fatima called out, "Numbers 2, 16, 21, 30, and 9, congratulations, you made it!"  The girls screamed and hugged each other.  They then went to congratulate the blonde girl.
    "Hey, congratulations," Dee said
    "Thanks," the girl said as she whipped of her hat. They recognized her instantly.
    "Amber!" Vanessa screamed as the girls had to hold her back before she beat Amber to a pulp.
    "Yeah, it's me, and Dave was a looser!  I should have let you keep him! Chow!" Amber said as she left.
  These were gonna be the 3 most interesting days of their lifes.  They just didn't know how interesting!