Lana Logan paced around the kitchen, wringing her hands anxiously. Today was the day they would be announcing the winners of the Jordan Carter Ultimate Fan Competition. She had entered it before, countless times and always came short but she always hoped that someday, somehow, someway, she would be finally chosen as the winner from the thousands of fans.

She was convinced that no one loved and knew Jordan better than her. She knew all his songs by heart—she could even sing them in her sleep. She knew almost everything there was to know about him—where he grew up, where he went to school, what he ate, etc. She would certainly qualify to be a doting wife—if he had one.

JC as he was fondly known by his fans, was like the Justin Bieber of the moment. JC had become the heartthrob of many, winning over a legion of fans with his effortless good looks—incredible cheekbones, with glacial blue eye, his angelic features, and signature shock platinum blonde, not to mention a hot body. He was set for stardom when he was signed to an international modeling agency at just 12—years—old. Then cast for various acting roles after that and signed up with Universal Music Group by the age of 13. He hasn't looked back ever since.

"Good morning folks. Welcome to the Breakfast Show. It's your girl, Lexy. Today's show will be super lit and action—packed so don't you dare touch that dial! I'm sure everyone has been sitting on the edge of their seats and sweating in anticipation. "

"We are going to do the draw as soon as the man himself Jordan Carter makes an entrance. I've just been informed that he has entered the building and I can feel the tension building up from this side. Wooooh! It's getting hot in here!"

"As we wait for JC we will do a quick recap on the competition rules. The Ultimate Jordan Carter Fan Competition was open to all his fans and today, three lucky winners will be picked out from our final draw."

"The winners will go on an all—expenses—paid tour with Jordan Carter and his entourage for three whole glorious months folks. Three months with your favorite rock—star! It's a dream come true!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys, it is my utmost pleasure to introduce to you the legendary, sexy, sizzling hot, award—winning Jordan Carter!!!"

Jordan breezed into the room, accompanied by four bodyguards. Two stayed outside the studio and two walked in with him.

"Welcome to the show Jordan—can I call you Jordan? Look at you—you looking absolutely —heart—stopping hot!"

Jordan was rocking black ripped jeans, a plain white t—shirt, and a black biker jacket. He finished off the look with a pair of black canvas Levis. His hair was still wet and tousled like he had just stepped out of the shower. He looked effortlessly hot.

"Thank you, Lexy. You can call me whatever you want sweets." He winked at her and gave her a wicked grin.

"Please pick out the winners and read them out to your anxious fans." She said trying to control her unsteady breathing.

"So how do you want me to go about this?" He gave a lopsided grin.

"Since we have already selected three guys last week, we have narrowed down the top ten girls that we think are your ultimate fans. So you will randomly pick from these selected few and they will be the final winners. You're ready?"

"Here goes..." He dipped his hand into the bucket and pulled out the first name as Lexy cued a drum roll.

"Our first winner is..Amelia Jones!"

"Wow. congratulations Amelia!" Lexy exclaimed.

He dipped his hand again and pulled out another glittery pink card.

"The second winner is—Bella Winters!"

"Congratulations Bellaaa!" Lexy clasped her hands.

Jordan dipped his hand in the bucket and produced the final contestant.

"Last but not least—Lana Logan!"

Lana stood still and couldn't believe her ears! She won! She finally made it!

"OMG! OMG!" She screamed as she grabbed her long, dark hair. Her already big brown eyes grew wider in amazement.

"Congratulations to all our winners. Jordan's agent will be in touch with you shortly." Lexy droned on but Lana was no longer paying attention.

"Mommm! I made it! I've won the Jordan Carter Ultimate Fan Challenge!! OMG!!!" She launched herself towards her mum almost toppling her over. They were almost the same height but Lana was lightly taller.

"Awww... Congratulations honey. I know you have tried for the longest time, year after year. Even when your Dad was still alive... From the time you were 15. Guess your patience has finally paid off—six years later and just in time for your 21st birthday." She kissed Lana on the forehead.

"I need to tell Liv and Lisa. I'll talk to you later Mom. Gosh, I'm so excited!" She beamed and rushed into her room, closing the door behind her.

She threw herself onto her bed and faced the ceiling, trying to process the information. Her heart was racing at 2000 miles a second and she could barely contain her excitement.

Her phone rang loudly, interrupting her reverie.

"Hello."

"Good morning. Is this Lana Logan?"

"Yes." She sat up and gripped the phone tightly.

"This is Lexy from your favorite radio station Rock FM. You're live on—air baby!" She said animatedly.

"Oh—my—days!!" Lana screamed as she grabbed her hair again and gaped in disbelief.

"Congratulations are in order I guess? How do you feel?" Lexy laughed.

"I can't believe this is happening. I'm ecstatic!"

OMG!!

"I'm going to do you a real solid and make your day better..you're ready?"

"How can my day get any better than this??" Lana said, unable to contain her joy.

Just then her Mom barged in, followed by Lana's friends Olivia and Lisa. They were about to speak but she held her finger to her lips.

"Oh, you will know soon enough...By the way, you're welcome " Lexy said. "Over to you, JC."

Lana started jumping up and down the room like a three—year—old on a trampoline and her friends looked at her like she had grown a second head.

"Hey, Lana! Congratulation sweets. I can't wait to meet you all in person. We will see each other soon okay?" Jordan droned in his sexy voice and he sent Lana into a tailspin. She was close to passing out right now.

"Jordan Carter!!!" She screamed. "OMG! OMG! OMGG!

"Yeah, baby!" He chuckled.

"Thank you so much for this opportunity! I love you! I love you! Oh, my days! I am speechless right now." She gushed.

"The pleasure is all mine sweets," Jordan said with a smile.

"Stay on the line Starstruck Lana and we will chat off air." Lexy laughed.

"Welcome Ladies. My name is Ryan Pierce. Jordan's Manager. I will be your go—to person for everything and anything that has to do with JC and this tour. Please be seated, the attorney will be here soon so that we can go over what we have termed the Travel Contract and we will require you to sign a full non—disclosure of course. Got it? Any questions so far?" His eagle eyes rested on each of us as he circled the room and fortunately, we were all intimidated into silence.

Ryan was a short no—nonsense guy. He had spiky black hair and dark eyes, with a clean shave. Apparently he had known Jordan since junior school and had graduated with a PR and Communications major, top of his class. He was supposedly the best there was in the business.

"Sorry, I'm late. I had a court hearing that dragged on forever." Enter high—class attorney to the rich and famous.

"Barry! Nice of you to drop by." Ryan said dryly. "This is the winning team. They're all yours." And with that, he left the room.

Barry was a tall, well—built, middle—aged man with an overgrown beard. But guess that was the in thing nowadays. He was wearing a designer suit and was rather handsome, with chestnut hair and a friendly face.

"Good afternoon ladies. My name is Barry Thomson. I'm head of the legal department here. So we will get right to it." He produced important—looking documents from his folder and handed a copy to each one of the contestants

"I will give you all some time to go over the contract thoroughly. I'll be back in the next 20 or so mins to go over it with you. Can I get you anything? The fridge is well stocked so you can help yourselves."

"I need a drink. Something stronger than OJ." Bella Winters peered into the bar fridge.

She was a tall, leggy blonde who could have easily been a model. She wasn't really friendly. Amelia was a beautiful, fiery redhead with sparkly green eyes. She was medium height and she and Lana bonded almost instantly to the point where they even exchanged numbers.

Barry chose the right moment to walk back into the room and Lana breathed a sigh of relief. They all scrambled back to their seats and acted normal.

"Right. I hope you have all gone through the contract and I'm here to answer any of your concerns." He sat at the head of the boardroom table and rapped his fingers on the glass top.

"Oh, I'm ready to sign." Bella giggled and made eyes at Barry.

"Who's desperate now?" Amelia muttered under her breath.

"If anyone else is as satisfied as Bella over her, then you can sign the last page and place your initials on the rest."

Bella signed the document within seconds and handed it over to Barry. Lana still had a few questions but guess there was no turning back now. She scrawled her signature on the page and handed it over along with the other girls.

"Let me go over a few details again to refresh our memories." Barry started reading the contract clauses.

"This contract will work on the process of elimination. I'm sure you have all watched the Bachelor and Amazing Race and so on. This will be a similar setup. One of you will be sent home at the end of the first month and then another will be eliminated the second month until we have the last man standing or so to speak. "

"The one left after the elimination process will go on ahead and tour with JC for the remaining month and will walk away with a $500 000 cash and any car that you may choose from JC's private collection."

They all gasped.

"There's more.." He cleared his throat. "But we will only disclose it to the final contestant—but believe me it's huge!"

Their mouths dropped to the floor.

"The first runner—up will walk away with $50 000 cash and exclusive back—stage passes for any Jordan Carter concert—for the next 12 months. The second runner—up will get $20 000 cash for her efforts and any musical instrument from JC's private collection."

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"The elimination process is very simple and straight forward. If JC doesn't feel your flavor—as you put it—then you're out. Any questions?" Barry looked around and met blank faces.

"I think I need the bathroom." Bella squeaked.

"I think we're done here. You're free to go girls." He dismissed them as he stood up.

"Hold on just a sec ladies." Ryan barged into the room as we made to leave. "Barry you're free to go."

"Just a little reminder that we will be meeting again tomorrow to get your new wardrobe and so on. Not that we don't trust your judgment but we think you will need to be always dressed appropriately since you will be in the spotlight most of the time. So let's meet back here at 9.00 am sharp. Don't be late. I hate that."