Chapter 1

Summary: She's famous, intelligent, and beautiful. Everything that a girl wants…she has. But why is it that she isn't happy? What is it that she wants that she can't have? Sequel to 'Angel of Mine.'

Rating: R

AN: Yep! This is the sequel to 'Angel of Mine.' I really don't know what to write or how should the story progress but…I'll think of something. If you see the (S) sign…that means that the story is continued. (P) means pause. Simple right? Well…you'll get used to it. Anyway…hope you guys enjoy it!


"Okay you two…bedtime…"

I said to my daughter and son as they pouted and turned to me pleading for another hour of TV goodness. I wasn't like that when I was a kid…I wasn't obsessed in television. I wonder where they got it. Probably from their mom. I smirked at the thought of their mom.

"Cmon dad! Please just another more hour…"

Shawn asked…more like pleaded. He's my eldest as he was followed by Sam who was also pleading and pouting. Shawn is only 5…while Sam is 4. I shook my head and stood up closing the TV that was in front of them.

"Sorry kiddo…your mom would kill me if I let you another hour. Maybe tomorrow…"

I received groans as they slowly made their way upstairs. I followed them inside their room. They both share a room because Sam seems to be afraid to sleep alone. I decided to let her sleep in her brother's room thinking it would be a great idea rather than her sleeping with us. You probably know why…

They prepared themselves for bed groaning at the same time. It wasn't long as I joined them as they kneeled on the floor and began their everyday prayer. Sam is the one who always leads…

"Please bless everyone that we love…like mommy…daddy…my brother…auntie…uncle…grandpa…the family beside us…"

I couldn't help but roll my eyes as she continues to say other people whom she barely met. This kid sure knows a lot of people. Maybe I should let Shawn lead sometimes…

"…and mommy…daddy…the dog outside…the little babies being born everyday…the little baby dogs being born everyday…"

Even dogs? Shawn who was beside me was groaning that I glared him to stop as her little sister is continuing her prayer.

"…and daddy and mommy and my brother and me…Amen."

Finally…I think I'm going to heaven now for being blessed three times. I nodded and picked up Sam as Shawn got up also to go to the bed. I tucked them in…kissed them on the forehead and was about to say goodnight when Sam tugged my shirt saying…

"Daddy…tell us a story…I can't sleep…"

Shawn groaned rolling his eyes. That kid really reminds me of his mom…

"Not the story of the 'Teenie Weenie Bunnies' again…"

"What's wrong with that?"

Sam asked as she pouted looking at her brother. Shawn groaned frowning at her.

"All they do is hop around a carrot…it's the same old story over and over again…"

Well…truthfully…I was beginning to get bored at it too. I think I even dreamed of a bunny hopping around a carrot. Maybe I should give Shawn some slack…

"Okay…I'll tell you a different story."

Shawn raised his eyebrow.

"What kind of story?"

"Do you guys know the story 'Beauty and the Beast?'"

Shawn groaned while Sam screamed with joy.

"Dad! Mom told us that story a couple of times now!"

"Well…did she ever tell you the new version of the story?"

Both of them looked at me with confusion in their eyes. Sensing that they are interested, I grinned at them and leaned closer.

"Thought so…okay…here goes…once upon a time…in a place somewhere in Boston…is a most beautiful and famous girl who ever lived. She's a celebrity…famous for making movies…TV shows…commercials...those kinds of things. But this girl…famous, beautiful and rich as she is…isn't happy…and why is that?"

Sam raised her hand and exclaimed…

"Because happiness can't be bought by money…"

I nodded and smiled widely proud of her answer. My kid is getting smart…

"That's right…you see…what she wanted was not to be bought. She was feeling lonely…lonely because she was missing something…something she hasn't found out what…"

(S)

Sarah's POV

"So what do you think Sarah? Wouldn't it make a good movie? I mean…"

He just doesn't stop yapping isn't he? I'm getting tired of people proposing for a movie or something. I just want to go back home and just spend my time there relaxing. It's even stressful to try and pretend to listen to him…

"So…would you do me the honor of being my lead girl?"

Huh? What did he said? Oh phooey…I'll just tell what I often say to everyone…

"Um…I'll think about it…"

"Oh…okay. Let me know what you think okay?"

I smiled and nodded glad that he finally walked away from me. I think I have a head ache from pretending to listen to him. Looking at the mirror now…I can't help but think why I feel this way. Always cranky whenever people are praising me. Sure I show them my fake smile…but still…it is fake. Another acting performance. And I assure you doing that is pretty hard. I should win the Oscar or something for it!

I shook my head as I heard my cell phone beep. I frowned thinking it's my manager again but smiled widely as I saw that it was Fred…my boyfriend…

"You called late! I thought you're going to call me as soon as your there!"

I can hear him smirk which made me smile.

"I just got here. I'm in my hotel. And I have to say…it feels pretty lonely here without you…"

Sappy much? But still…it makes me smile hearing him say such things. Better be a good girlfriend and say what he wants to hear…

"I feel the same way. So…when are you coming back?"

I do miss him…even if it's a little bit. He's the only one whom I tell what a crap I've been living. He pretty much understands me which is a good thing…right?

"After this whole movie is finished. Maybe I'll visit in a couple of days…how are things there?"

I sighed pouting a little.

"Boring…"

"Heheheh…maybe you should go out tonight. It might make you feel better…"

I smiled and agreed to his suggestion. A little outside party would be nice. But I doubt Steven would let me out. He's my butler…and the only one who keeps yapping about how dangerous to go out at night what with me being famous and all. I couldn't help but think where mom found him. He can be such a pain sometimes. But I guess…I could always escape. Good thing mom and dad are in Hawaii…

"Yeah…I guess I'll do that…"

"Good…well Hun…I gotta go. My manager is here to talk business. Call you later?"

Managers are also a pain. Telling us what to do…always booking us when we don't even know…but at least we make lots of money.

"Okay…call me…"

"I will…love you…"

"I…"

I didn't get to say I love you too as I heard the dial tone. Oh…he knows what I feel anyway…no need saying it over and over again. I mean…he might get tired of hearing it. Who wouldn't? I for one am getting tired of hearing him say that to me..

I quickly changed my clothes and decided to go to a near by club. I put my sunglasses on…put on my make up…and tada! I'm ready to have some fun! I couldn't help but grin on the way towards my car. I just hope no one would recognize me. Sometimes if they did…then I wouldn't be surprise to see a mob running towards me. Those kinds of things always get me in trouble. I just hope that that doesn't happen today.

It was getting dark as I parked my car near the club. I slowly got out and looked around. A bouncer was in front of the entrance as teenagers seem to be trying to get inside. You know…I always wonder why they named them bouncer. They're more like kick boxers…

Smiling, I head towards the entrance and showed them my ID. The bouncer nodded and frowned as he looked at my face. I didn't let him look anymore as I quickly head inside. Was I glad that it was kinda dark inside. I looked around and saw people dancing…drinking…necking…heh…everything goes around here. I slowly made my way towards the bar asked for a drink…waited for awhile until…

"Hi…"

Bingo. Always get them. I turned to the person talking and couldn't help but smile at how cute he is. Tall…about 6'2…brown hair…nice bod…cute face. Yup…totally my type. The bartender gave me my drink and I took it sipping at it a little while looking at the guy. He says some lame line and we ended up dancing…and a little bit of groping too as he sways his body to mine.

(P)

"Daddy…"

I turned to Sam as again she raised her hand. This kid's ready for school…

"Yes honey?"

"What's groping?"

Uh-Oh…

"Uh…well…it's like…touching…yeah that's right. Touching…"

"Oh…"

I better not say such things to them or else their mother'll kill me.

"So…anyway…"

(S)

Sarah's POV

Okay…I have to remember…got a boyfriend already! But that didn't stop me from dancing. But I did eventually stop to catch my breath. I dragged him off the dance floor as we sat near the bar.

"Whew…That was a nice exercise…"

He leaned at me with his lips near my ears whispering words of seduction. Or at least…that's what I thought it was…

"You wanna get some more exercise in my apartment? I've got plenty of gadgets there…"

Okay…was I supposed to be…I don't know…affected by those words? Maybe some slut…but me…? Nah uh. I laid my hands on his chest as I slowly pull him away smiling.

"Sorry…I've got a boyfriend already…"

"I wasn't talking about boyfriends anyway…"

Couldn't this guy get it that I don't want anything from him? He might be cute…but still…that doesn't make me drool for him.

"Again…I'm not interested…"

He moved away from me and smiled.

"Okay…I'm not going to ask anymore…how about we just talk…"

Wow…this guy is smart. Good thing he's not advancing anymore. That's what a guy should be. If a girl says no…it's a no. I nodded my head and we did end up talking. He told me about his work…I told him mine…which is a lie…and we lost track of time. It was past 10 in the evening when I realized it. Time sure flies when you are talking nonsense. He offered to walk me to my car which was really sweet of him. That is until he dragged me to an alley and pressed my back hard on the wall.

"Wh-what?"

"Aww cmon…I know you want it…"

If I wanted it in the first place I would have said so! And here I thought he was smart! Another dumb male. I struggled to break free but he hand his hands on my arms pretty tight. I was scared. I was starting to pray…in my mind okay…coz it might be pretty weird if I started praying in front of him. Heh…now that's funny.

'What the hell am I thinking? I'm going to get rapped if I don't get out of here!'

I continue to struggle trying to break free and screamed too but he immediately laid her hand on my mouth halting me from my screaming. Of course now he has only one hand on my arm. I did the only thing that's smart. I bit his hand making him yelp. See…I thought he's let go of my other arm…but he didn't. That's when I feared for my life as he pulled out a knife.

"You bitch!"

I closed my eyes and waited for what to happen next. Instead of him…ripping my clothes or slitting my throat…he just yelped again which made me open my eyes. Someone threw a rock at him. Both of us turned to look and saw a silhouette…of a girl…I think.

"You know…when a girl says no…it really means no."

He growled and turned to the person who was walking slowly towards him. I was mesmerized…curious as to what this woman can do. I can't seem to see much of her face…that is until she came to a light that was above her. She was…beautiful. Dark brown hair which was wavy…dark brown eyes…a perfect nose…and red full lips. She's got a beautiful body too. If you saw her…geez you'd think she's a model or something…or maybe an actress…like me.

"You got something that I want…why don't you just give it to me…? That way…we don't need bloodshed…"

Was she referring to me or…something else?

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Sure you do…"

She said as she walked again closer to the guy.

"Give it to me or I'll swear I'll break all of your bones…"

The guys grip on my arm tighten making me wince. There's going to bruises there tomorrow. I was expecting him to charge on the woman but instead…he pushed me to her and quickly ran off. The woman caught me as she turned to the man who ran.

"Shit!"

I looked at what she's looking seeing the man flee. I looked at the person who's holding me by the arm. She really does look like a model…I wonder if she is one. I heard her sigh and turn to me. Her mouth was slightly open as her eyes went wide when she looked at me. I don't know what caused her to look at me like that…but you know…staring at someone like that is rude. Maybe she recognizes me…

"B-Buffy?"

Buffy? Is that even a name? What kind of name is that? And why would she mistook me for this Buffy person when I am not her! I'm a celebrity for God's sake! Doesn't she watch TV? I frowned at her and asked her the only thing that came out of my mouth…

"What?"


AN: Short…yeah…sorry. I just had the idea recently so…I really don't know what I'm going to write. Oh yeah…the one telling the story isn't telling it word for word so…there's no need to ask why some POV are cursing when the story teller is telling the story to kids.