Chapter 1
Here is another story about the Backstreet Boys. This story is completely fiction even though the guys are real people. Brian doesn't have a younger sister. Their wives in this story are not the real ones. I wrote this before any of them got married. And yes the songs you will see in the story sung by Brian's sister belong to a famous female singer who you all would know very well. Positive feedback is appreciated and if you don't like how I write or the story, just move along. No need to leave comments.
This story will only have 10 chapters.
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Brizee sat on her bed, staring at a picture of her brother, Brian. Brian was a Backstreet Boy. He toured a lot and was always too busy to come home to visit at times. He usually came to visit only on holidays. Brizee and Brian were the closest siblings of the Littrell family. When they were growing up, no one could tear them apart. They always played together while their cousin, Kevin, and their older brother, Harold Jr. played together. Brizee put the picture down and laid back and stared at the ceiling. She wanted to see Brian so bad but knew he was really busy with the group. Jackie, their mother, came running in.
“Brizee, honey, guess what!” Jackie said.
“What, Mom,” Brizee said.
“Brian’s getting married, to Brittany, isn’t that great!” Jackie said.
“Yeah, Mom, just great,” Brizee said.
“Honey, what’s wrong,” Jackie said sitting down on the bed. Brizee looked at her with tears in her eyes.
“I miss Brian, Mom, it’s been a year since he was home, I can’t stand it, I want to go see him,” Brizee said.
“You know he’s busy,” Jackie said.
“I want to see him, Mom!” Brizee yelled.
“Brizee!” Jackie said. She left the room. Brizee sat there. She closed her door and started packing a bag. She planned what to do.
“Brizee, your father and I are going out, we will be home late,” Jackie yelled from downstairs.
“Okay!” Brizee yelled back. She smiled. She heard them leave. She finished packing her bag and called the airport. She wrote a note to her parents and found Brian’s address and copied it down. She looked around the house. She walked out the door. She went to the airport and got on the flight to Orlando, Florida.
