As normal as any other shooting day, most of the cast including myself resided on their technology gadgets, waiting to hear when the next scheduled blocking would occur. They were doing a scene between Alison, Noel, and Mona, so Sasha, Brant, and Janel were currently out of sight. The only sounds that rang in the set of the Marin bedroom were the tapping sounds of a keyboard, slurps of beverages, and Keegan's gentle strums on his guitar.

"Hey, who wants to group sing?" Keegan offered, raising his head. I shot my head away from my cell phone, smiling at the opportunity for group singing, something the cast did when the brown haired male brought an instrument around.

"I do," I replied, shutting off my phone. The conversation between my mom would have to wait. She was just introduced to texting by my older sister Maggie and, sadly enough, I waited for her for two minutes so that she could type up one word: Hi.

"I'll join too," Ashley and Shay spoke up simultaneously, something everyone was used to by now. They said everything at the same thing, did everything together, they were practically each other. Troian and Ian were already sitting on the ground around Keegan while Ash, Shay, and I took our spots, creating a circle. I resided in between Troian and Ian, the two people I was closest to on set.

"So, what song should we start with?" Troian spoke up. Different songs spat out within the circle, but everyone liked Ian's idea overall.

"Let's sing Luce's new song."

"Yeah, I think I know most of the lyrics to that," Ashley nodded.

"Don't worry," I said, flipping some of the flyaway strands of hair out of my face. "I'll lead the way."

"Alright, Captain Hale," Ian retorted jokingly, saluting at me with a sparkle in his eyes. His really gorgeous eyes...

Realizing I was staring at Ian a little too long, I snapped my head around to see if anyone had watched me. It seemed like no one saw... but then again, I was working with actors.

Sooner than later, the passionate strums, mixed with knee pats and singing voices rang out. Smiles were plastered on everyone's faces, but none bigger than mine as I listened to the minimal lyric errors. The most came from Ashley as planned, but not as many as I expected. To know that they actually listened to my songs made my heart warm.

"An old song on the radio that you grew up to and everybody knows..." Everyone swayed back and forth to the catchy tune, clapping and laughing. Soon enough, dancing followed. Ian stood on his feet and pulled me up, swinging me in his arms before twirling me around and dipping me as a finale. I couldn't contain my laughter through out. Hoots and hollers rang out from those on the ground as Ian and I bowed for them as dramatically as we possibly could. I looked over at my close friend, catching his wink with a shy smile.

XxX

"So..." I heard Troian's voice beside me as soon as I stepped out of the building we taped our scenes for the show at. I knew exactly what she was going to say, but that wouldn't stop me from playing dumb. I've never actually said that I was interested in Ian to Troi, but I've never really denied it either.

"So?" I repeated her, looking down at the ground which didn't cast a single shadow due to the darkness. It was almost eleven at night, after all, but it most definitely wasn't the latest they had kept her there. Luckily, she didn't have to go back for the show too early the next day.

"Nuh uh, Lucy!" my friend exclaimed. "Don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about."

I looked her way after taking a walk to the left and into the vast parking lot with a maximum of forty cars parked and all spread out across the cement floor. I spot my brand new car immediately.

"Lucy!"

"What?!" I laughed, giving in. "Fine! We danced, so what?"

"So what?" Troian repeated. "He likes you, that's what."

I shook my head, refusing to believe Ian would ever develop intimate feelings for me. He was handsome, charming, and nerdy in this attractive way. He could have any girl he wanted with a wink and a smirk, whether you were single or taken. That's the reason I couldn't risk it. I didn't want to get hurt.

"I saw something else too," she informed. Dang it, did she spot me ogling Ian like he was a chocolate fudge cake and I was a sugar addict who had gone a week without something sweet? "I saw him with a small black cubed box. You know, the kind that has rings in them. Particularly engagement rings."

The sound of this confused me. A lot. "What?" I said. "An engagement ring? Are you sure?" Maybe she had just made a mistake. Maybe she saw a small box that contained... what? What else besides a ring could've been in it?

"Am I ever wrong?" she asked rhetorically. "I mean, maybe we need to turn to black hoodies and stalk him down." A laugh followed her amusing joke. The funny actuality about it was that I could envision us in black hoodies following Ian's every move and every word.

"Maybe," I pretended to agree. "But, what do you think it is?" I questioned, reaching my car and leaning against the back. I needed to finish this conversation before going home, despite my eyes trying to force themselves to close. She shrugged in response.

"Whatever it is, it'll probably be for you," she said, putting her hand on my shoulder and gently caressing, showing that I could always talk to her. "I'm going to head home, but we're going to finish this tomorrow, alright Lucy?" she said in a strict voice, starting to walk into the darkness of the parking light.

"Good night," I managed to choke out, but I knew it would be too late, as Troian was long gone. I stepped into my car and started the engine, my thoughts clouded with one person - Ian. I always had a smile on my face whenever he was brought up or was around me. No matter how much I didn't want to feel vulnerable or weak around him, I ended up doing just that.

I could remember the very first make out session we had for the show, located on top of a bathroom stall, which wasn't an actual bathroom. Most of the time, I could get guys really excited in a sexual way, but somehow, that didn't work with Ian. He was either doing really good hiding it, or he wasn't interested at all.

Another sign he probably doesn't like me, I thought to myself. Discouraging thoughts weren't my thing, but he caused me to do all sorts of crazy things.

XxX

Collapsing on the bed, I wagered my options on staying awake to get a headstart in memorizing lines as Sasha or Keegan would do or letting the world escape by closing my eyes and sleeping.

Sleep above all, I thought to myself. A jingle ring from my purse alerted me that I had a text, but before I could register that into my brain, I fell asleep.

I didn't know how important that message would be until I read it the next day.

A/N: I really hope you guys enjoyed this first part! The next chapter should be posted sometime this week. (Reviews, follows, and favorites tend to speed up my typing process! ;))