A/N: It's been a little while for these guys, huh? I started writing this first chapter and wasn't able to stop! I know I said I planned on posting this after I finished Wonderland: The Inseparable Four, but I've lost most of my inspiration for that story and I couldn't wait to post this so here it is! Some info you need to know, obviously it's been five years since the previous fic, things might be a little confusing for you guys at first but everything will be explained in flashbacks throughout this fic. Now, another thing, this isn't going to be like any other in the series, it is going to be looong and I've planned it this way from the very beginning. I'm aiming at at least 60 chapters but it'll probably be more (this is going to be the LAST in the series and I have letting go issues, so deal with it or don't read! lol, kidding...) Anyways, if you have a question, just ask me but for now, ENJOY because I am so excited for this one to take off. I have so much happening for these characters and I can't wait to share their stories with you.

New pictures of new characters have been added to my profile and more will come as the story progresses. Please keep reviewing like you always have, that helps with the inspiration! You guys ready for another one?

Chapter 1: It's Been a While

Andria Banks ran through her large apartment in New York City in a hurry to get to work. By the end of the day, she would possibly have a new client on her hands, 30-something year old actress, Veronica Payne. As soon as the summer after high school ended, Andria moved to the city and lived with her parents for a little until she finally decided she wanted to be a publicist. With the help of her mother's famous friends, she accomplished her goal but it wasn't easy. She had been doing it for about two years but was finally starting to make her mark in the publicist world, all she needed to do was land Veronica Payne as her newest client and her career would be set.

She ran into the bathroom and quickly started doing her makeup when her cell phone rang. She groaned when she saw her mother's name on the caller i.d and answered it.

"What do you want mother?" She asked, annoyed. Anna Warren-Banks knew how hectic mornings were for her daughter.

"I just wanted to call you to remind you what today is," Anna said and her daughter raised an eyebrow. "You didn't forget, did you?"

"Of course not," Andria said, applying on mascara. "Today is my big meeting with Veronica Payne's people." She informed her.

"No, honey, its-"

"Mom, if you and dad are celebrating your twenty-fifth wedding anniversary, I'm very happy for you but I could care less right now," she said, shoving her toothbrush in her mouth as she started dressing her self.

"Andria-"

"No, mom, I really have to go okay? I'm gonna be late." She said. "I'll call you at lunch, bye!" She hung up and quickly got dressed, grabbed her purse and headed out the door. She stepped out onto the streets of Manhattan and sighed when it started raining. "I hate this damn city," she frowned before hauling a cab.

In sunny Los Angeles, Jennifer Reed was just waking up in her condo near the beach. She smiled as she opened her eyes and saw her new boyfriend, Liam Cooper, sleeping soundly next to her. They had just slept together for the first time the night before and Jen was excited. She hadn't really dated anyone seriously since Aidan and although she told Liam she wanted to take things slow, her feelings for him were growing fast.

She continued to watch him sleep and then gently ran her fingers through his dark brown hair. He shifted and slowly opened his eyes.

"I'm sorry," she giggled. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's okay," he smiled, pulling her close. "Mm, I can definitely get used to this." He said and she smiled. He kissed her softly and she climbed on top of him. "Yup, definitely could get used to this." He said and she laughed but stopped when they heard a loud crash. She groaned. "Your roommate?" He asked and she nodded.

"I'll be right back," she told him, as she got out of bed. She quickly put the pair of jeans and the top she wore the night before on and marched over to her roommate, Trish's room. "What is going on in here?" She asked, once she saw Trish surrounded by a small group of people. The room smelled like drugs and alcohol, and she could see a couple of people snorting coke in the corner of the room, something Jen had forbid Trish to do considering her history with drugs. "Trish, what the hell?"

"Stop being such a drag, Jen," Trish stood up and walked over to her. "Take a drink, have a snort, it's all good!"

"You know I've been sober for six years now, Trish," Jen crossed her arms over her chest. "And I told you if this happened again, you're out."

"You're kicking me out?" Trish asked, in disbelief and Jen nodded. "But you can't, I have nowhere else to go!"

"I don't care," Jen shook her head. "You never pay rent on time, you eat all the food and now you're smoking drugs? I'm pretty sure it's three strikes your out." She said, coldly. "Get your friends out of here and then you have a few days to pack your things and leave."

"I can't believe this!" Trish said, angrily. She collected her friends and they all left. Jen walked back into her room sadly.

"Have I mentioned how much I love your bitchy side?" Liam said as Jen climbed back into bed with him. She laughed and he brushed a piece of hair out of her face. "So, you're roommate-less."

"Looks like it," she nodded. "I don't know what I'm going to do, I can't afford this place on my own," she whined. "And I love it here, it's beautiful and it's close to the beach and work…"

He smiled. "Well, you know… I could always, I mean, I know it's soon but-"

"Liam, stop," she put her hand up. "It's a very sweet offer but we're going slow, remember?" She reminded him and he nodded. "I like you too much to screw this up by going to fast." She said and he smiled.

"So, does that mean we can't do more of what we did last night now that your roommate is gone?" He asked, running his hands up her thighs.

She smiled. "Not that slow," she whispered, inching her face closer to him. They kissed and rolled back onto the bed.

A few hours later, it was already the next morning in Italy and Jared Portman was finishing a meeting with a contractor and a few business partners, including his best friend, Massimo Del Rossi, to discuss the final decisions of the new restaurant he was opening.

"So, all we need to do is set up a meeting with the interior designer to discuss the design plan and then we're set to start putting in some furniture," Jared said, as he and the rest of the men walked around the empty building.

After graduating from cooking school, Jared and Massimo both started working at a very expensive, high-class bistro where they gained a lot of experience and the idea for Jared to open up a restaurant of his own. Jared would be the head chef and Massimo would be his second in command, along with a few other friends.

"Very well," one of the men nodded. "Have you come up with a name yet?"

Jared looked at Massimo who gave him a reassuring nod. He looked back at the man and smiled. "Sophia's," he nodded.

That afternoon in Minnesota, Sophia Mendoza returned home from work. She followed her mother's footsteps and became a small-town wedding planner. She had met with her first couple that day and everything had gone smoothly.

"Baby, I'm home!" She said, excitedly, as she walked into her apartment. "I had the best day," she said, walking into her living room and seeing her boyfriend of four years, Ryan Conway, sitting on the couch. She smiled and sat next to him, removing her heels as she greeted him with a kiss.

"I can't wait to hear all about it," he said, lowering the t.v.

"And I can't wait to tell you all about it but first," she said. "How's your leg?" She asked and he shrugged. "Ryan…"

"Its better," he nodded and she gave him a look. "It's the same as it's been for the last few weeks, Soph," he shrugged. "I tore my ACL, Soph, it's not going to get better for at least six months and I won't be able to play for another year."

After his injury five years ago, Ryan finally got a chance to play college football for Notre Dame. He played in the minors for a year and during one of the biggest games of his career, was severely injured. He and Sophia had been in a long distance relationship since graduation but since his injury, he came home to Minnesota and stayed with her in her apartment. She'd be lying if she said she didn't mind him being around all the time.

"I know," she nodded, wrapping her arms around his stomach and laying her head on his chest. "I just hate seeing you like this."

"Well, get used to it," he shrugged and she looked at him. "I'm sorry," he kissed her. "I'm being a bitter, injured football player," he said and she smiled. "Tell me about your day."

"It was really great," she smiled. "I met with my first couple, Byron and Louise," she explained. "They dated in high school over twenty years ago but broke up and lost contact, and now, after all these years, they found each other again and want to have the wedding the always dreamed of, "she beamed. "And they want me to plan it for them." She sighed, happily.

He smiled and kissed her. "You really love this job, huh?" He asked and she nodded, blushing. "I love how happy you get talking about it." He said and she smiled. "Speaking of weddings, we got Nick and Abby's invite in the mail today," he said, reaching over to pick up the envelop on the table.

"That means Andria got it too," Sophia sighed. "I should call her," she said, getting up.

"No," he pulled her back down, "It's noon; she's probably meeting with a client or something," he said and then kissed her. "Besides, I'm sure she's stressed enough about Ava's first day, do you really want to add her ex-boyfriend getting married to her troubles?"

"No, I guess not," she shook her head, smiling at him. "And it's not like she's checked her mail yet because she never checks anything that isn't electronic," she rolled her eyes and he laughed. "I guess I'll call her tomorrow."

"Good, because I had this really great idea of how we'd spend the rest of the day…" he trailed and she raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, really?" She asked, straddling him. "But I thought you were injured and was told by your doctor to stray from any… physical activity," she teased.

"Clearly my doctor never had a girlfriend as hot as you." He said and she giggled. "I love you, Sophia."

"I love you too," she nodded and kissed him.

Back in New York City, Andria was walking to a restaurant where she was supposed to meet her soon-to-be new client, Veronica Payne. She felt so excited and couldn't wait to wow Veronica with everything she had to offer. She absolutely loved this part of her job.

"Hey girl!" She smiled, as she spotted her sitting outside on the terrace. It was the beginning of September so such things as eating outside were still acceptable. Veronica stood up and they air-kissed on the cheek. "How have you been?"

"Great," Veronica nodded and they both sat down. "Finally got my old bitch of a publicist out of the way," she shook her head. "God, she was horrible!"

"I always knew Tracy was bad at her job," Andria shook her head and Veronica laughed. "So, what's new with you?"

"Well, Michael and I have finally found a place to live when I'm not shooting a movie," she said. "This beautiful penthouse up on 23rd, it's gorgeous, you'd love it," she said and Andria smiled. "And we just found a new nanny."

"Nanny?" Andria asked. "You have kids?"

"Yup, two beautiful boys," she smiled. "They just started the fifth grade, today was their first day."

"Aw, how… Oh my God!" Her eyes widened.

"Is something wrong?" Veronica asked, concerned.

"First day… Ava… oh my God!" She stood up and looked at the actress. "Veronica, I am so sorry and I know how unprofessional this is of me but I just… I have to go!"

"Wait, where are you going?" Veronica asked, standing up.

"It's Ava… my Ava," Andria said, in shock. "It's her first day of school, I'm so sorry, I have to go!" She said, as she ran and caught a cab. She finally made it to the elementary school and quickly headed inside. Due to her socialite status, she was well known and was given the ok by the secretary to pull Ava out of class.

"Oh, Ava sweetie!" She said, kneeling down against the five year old. "I am so sorry I missed your first day," she said, hugging her.

"It's okay, Mommy," she shrugged. "I know you're very busy," she nodded. "Grandma and Grandpa helped me this morning, anyways."

Andria closed her eyes. How could she have forgotten she had dropped off Ava at her parents' house the night before because she had a movie premier to attend? How could have forgotten her daughter's first day of kindergarten?

"No, baby, Mommy made a very big mistake," she shook her head and hugged her again.

"Mommy, it's okay," Ava laughed and Andria looked at her. "I know that since it's just me and you, you can't be everywhere like Superwoman."

Andria smiled. "How's your day been so far?" She asked. "Any girls give you a hard time?"

"Nope," Ava shook her head. "But if they do, I know how to react."

"And how's that?" She asked.

"Brush it off and be my own person," she smiled. "I have to be an independent and strong woman, just like my Mommy."

"That's my girl," Andria smiled, pulling her into another hug. "OK, you better go back in there before you get in trouble," she said, adjusting her outfit. "Mommy will be here when you're done, OK? I pinky promise," She said, sticking out her pinky. Ava did the same and they locked for a moment. The girls both smiled and then hugged. "I love you baby," she said, kissing the top of her blond head.

"Love you too Mommy," she smiled and bounced back into class. Andria stood up and ran her fingers through her hair, wondering what she was going to do now.