The next morning, Lynn went to wake Britney and Justin up. She opened the door to the spare bedroom and saw the bed was empty. "Ugh, I told Justin to show her the spare bedroom. The poor girl is probably still-" Lyn said, stopping when she got into Justin's room and saw them. "Well, I'll be damned!" Lynn whispered, deciding not to wake the cuddling duo, and walked downstairs to cook breakfast.
An hour later, breakfast was ready, and Lynn went upstairs to wake up Britney and Justin. "Ok, time to get up you two!" Lynn said when she got over to the bed. They both jumped at the sound of her voice and Justin sat up and said, "Mama!" in suprise. "There was a spider in my room, crawling on my shoulder, and I got scared and Justin said I could sleep here!" Britney said very quickly trying to explain. "It's ok, sweetheart! I just came up to tell you breakfast is ready downstairs." Lynn said, not minding at all that things seemed to be working out with Justin and Britney. "Breakfast!" Britney exclaimed, realizing how hungry she was and taking off downstairs. "Cool, breakfast." Justin said, following Britney. Lynn walked downstairs, hoping to get something to eat before Justin and Britney devoured it all.
About 15 minutes later, the phone rang. Lynn got up to get it. "So, last night was fun." Justin commented. "Yeah, it was pretty cool." Britney replied. The two got into a rather intense conversation about who was better, Micheal Jackson or Madonna. "Madonna is totally better, she still has her real face!" Britney argued. "Oh, yeah, right, pick on the black dude with a pigment problem!" Justin threw back at her. "Yeah, you would know all about pigment problems, wouldn't cha Justin? I swear, you're whiter than Frosty the Snowman!" Britney teased, smiling. "HEY! No fair!" Justin exclaimed, also smiling. "Britney, that was you're mama on the phone, she told me to drive you to where you're filming MMC, so get dressed hon." Lynn said, walking in.
"Oh, Brit, I know that you probably don't want to be seen in the same clothes you wore yesterday, so you can wear one of my t-shirts if you want." Justin told Britney. Britney nodded and Justin led her back to his room. Britney looked around and saw that the walls, carpets, and bedding were all baby blue. "You like the colour blue, huh?" Britney said. "Only baby blue. Here, this should work." Justin said, throwing her a plain white t-shirt. "Thanks." Britney said. "No problem." Justin replied as Britney walked into the room she was in for a brief period of time last night.
Britney pulled on the jeans and socks from yesterday. She put the t-shirt on and noticed it smelt like Justin. Britney smiled smelt the t-shirt again. "Having fun smelling Justin's t-shirt?" Lynn asked, scaring the hell out of Britney. Britney covered her hands with her face as she blushed. "It's ok, I won't tell a single soul." Lynn said honestly. "It smells really good." Britney commented shyly while Lynn smiled. "Ok, come on. And don't go around smelling that shirt all day, people will ask questions." Lynn joked, taking Britney into the bathroom. "Ok, here's a hairbrush, and here's an elastic incase you want to do you're hair up in a ponytail." Lynn said, handing Britney these things. "Thanks." Britney said as Lynn walked out the door.
