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Chapter 1: Back to Reality

"Thanks everyone for coming out to my last show of the tour! Hope you had an amazing time, because I know I did!"

[Cue screaming audience]

And with that, Ashley Davies walked off the stage and into her dressing room where her assistant, Jennifer, is fiddling with her Blackberry confirming appointments, canceling dates, you know, things an assistant does.

"Hey Jen, everything ready?"

"Everything. I've already called the movers, and they're sending your stuff back to LA. Your flight leaves tomorrow afternoon, and we have that press conference at 10am sharp."

"Right, thanks Jen."

"No problem Ash, meet you out back."

"See you later."

It was time for the VIPs to get their meet and greets with the Ashley Davies, and all she wanted to do was get back to the hotel and sleep for days. But she couldn't let down her fans, because that was not who she is. So she went, took pictures, signed autographs, and talked to random people on the phone. Before she knew it, she was in the back of a blacked out Lincoln Navigator heading back to the hotel.

You see, Ashley had been on the road for what seemed like an eternity, actually it was a year and a half, but after the awful break up that she didn't know about until she read it in the tabloids, nothing else seemed to be on her mind. Jen knew it, her band mates knew it, but Ashley never let that show when it came to her shows. Music was her passion. Her only passion now since Spencer wanted nothing to do with her.

But what Spencer didn't understand was that the tabloids had it all wrong. Ashley wasn't doing anything besides touring and worrying about her show, but the band opening up for her, well their singer, Bryce, had different motives than just putting on a great first show.

She crushed on Ashley, hard. And what made the tour feel that much longer was the fact that in the middle of the tour, she and Ashley had decided to do a duet, which turned into Bryce forcing a make out session on stage; in front of thousands of fans, in front of hundreds of photographers.

That's all it took for the press to have a fiasco and post any picture found of the two together on the front page. There was literally nothing Ashley could do besides kicking off the opening act from the tour, and deny, deny, deny, and every time she did, it wasn't for the fans, or the press, or her managers, or even for the sake of her tour; it was all for Spencer. It was the only way Ashley could make an effort to get through to her since she refused to take her calls.

"Hey Spence…it's me. Again," that's how all Ashley's messages started, but after a while, she took the hint and decided to let Spencer have her space; that was until she realized that she would be moving back to LA in 24 hours.

She knew she would have to face Spencer at some point, after all her and Kyla had become best of friends (who knew?). So from the moment she got to her hotel room, to the point of her being woken up by Jennifer for the press conference, the blue eyed, blonde headed girl was the only thing on Ashley's mind; that and the variety of conversation starters she could have…just in case.

"Ashley! Ashley!" was all she heard from reporters as she stared into a sea of lights, cameras, pens and papers. That's all she saw.

"All right people, just a few questions…Ashley has a flight to catch soon. John, you're up first"

"Ashley, the tour's over, what's next?"

"I'm going back to LA, work on a side album, take some time off from the road, and just try to figure everything out."

"Everything like Spenc.."

"Just one question John, next, Stephanie"

"Yea, how much time are you taking off?"

"Depends on how long it takes me to finish the album…It's something that I really want to get out to the fans before I set up more dates."

"Ok one more question folks…Tyler"

"So the obvious question…Spencer and Ashley, are we going to see you two back together?"

[Cue silence…dead silence]

Ashley stares into nothing, not saying a word, not blinking, and not even breathing until her manager nudges her.

"Oh, uh…that's something I don't want to talk about. The press has already done a crappy job fuc.."

"Alright, that's all the time. Thank you everyone."

Ashley walks off, slipping on her Ray Ban Aviators (that Spencer gave her as a gift), trying not to show the tears that were forming.

"Jen, can we just…" is all she can get out before she feels tears falling down the side of her face.

"No problem Ash, the car's waiting." Jen knew. She was the one Ashley confided in. They had been friends for a really long time, and helping Ashley in situations like this was something that came natural to her.

With that, they drive off to the airport.

"Now boarding flight 283 to Los Angeles; please make your way to gate 5."

Gate 5 couldn't be any further away. Finally making it to her seat, she waits patiently until the plane is in the air, and then she gets out her iPod. It's her comfort blanket really.

"Great." Is all she can get out when the first song is the one she wrote for Spencer; and she can't really bring herself to change it.

4 hours later and Ashley is being woken up by Jennifer to let her know they've landed. Ashley's heart immediately goes into hyper-mode, and her thoughts are everywhere at once because this would usually be the time Spencer would be waiting for her, with the anticipation of a child at Christmas.

Ugh, come on Ash just get it out of your head. She's not going to be here. You won't see her…for a while. Just need to get home.

With that she and Jen make it through the crowds, stopping ever so often to take pictures and sign autographs, because after all, that's who she was. Jen hands her keys over, something Ashley had been waiting for so she could just drive off. Drive anywhere.

"Thanks Jen, enjoy your time off. I'll call you soon."

"No problem Ash, I'll be back in a few weeks, I'll call you the moment I'm back in town. Remember, I'm here for you. Don't hesitate.

"I know, thank you," and with that they say their goodbyes and Ashley gets into her Porsche surprisingly with one thing on her mind other than Spencer. The beach.