A/N: Hi, there! Time for a new story that serves as a sort-of sequel to Unpredictable. It's about Macey and Preston, but both of them are way out-of-character. Well, sort of. You guys will understand once you read. Gosh, just read it already!

Here's the intro!

I strutted across the runway, pouting out my bottom lip and maintaining a fierce look on my face. I had gotten used to so many pictures being taken of me with barely any clothes on, so it didn't bother me that I all I was sporting was a very small bikini top and super tight and short bottom with small, cut out squares at the top of the back. Like I said, I had gotten used to it.

After shooting the crowd one last sexy smile, I walked backstage into my mother's warm embrace. "Mom, stop," I warned her, pulling away. "I'm going to go change. I'll be out here in a minute." She nodded and I noticed the tears forming in her eyes. "Go get in the limo, Mom. Don't let anyone see you cry. They'll come up with some ridiculous reason that you're crying." She sent me a tight smile before turning around and exiting the crowded space full of beautiful girls.

Mrs. Ariana stepped up on a chair and clapped his hands together twice. "Girls! Ladies! Listen! Okay, so McHenry did an amazing job didn't she? She was looking some kind of fine out there!" he complimented.

The room burst into applause. I smiled and laughed, giving my thanks to Mrs. Ariana. He's the one who helped me get here in the first place.

I quickly threw my clothes on and left the small space they had all of us crammed in, mumbling a few good-byes to my fellow models.

As soon as I swung open the metal door camera's started flashing. "Ms. McHenry! Over here! Is it true you're in a relationship with pop star Justin Bieber?"

"No comment!" I yelled back. Of course it wasn't true, but it's good to keep the press on their toes.

"Macey!" another reporter called. "Is it true that you will be co-staring on an episode of Pretty Little Liars?"

I let out a small giggle and carefully avoided the question by answering, "Who told you that?"

"McHenry!"

"Macey!"

"Over here, Ms. McHenry!"

"Macey! Macey! I just have a few questions for you! It will only take a moment!"

I ignored all of the reporters and just smiled, posed, and occasionally blew a kiss. I was used to this.

This was the life I had chosen, after all. And I wouldn't give it up for anything.

A/N: Yay! How do you like it? Good? Bad? So-so? Review! Much thanks to The-Gallagher-Girl-Zammie! I'll send you your sneak peek when I get the chance!