"Demi?" I'd notice my manager's voice even if his name didn't pop up on my called ID; he doesn't sound happy.

"what's up, mike?" I ask, my voice a little shaky.

"I think you should stop by, we have something to talk about." my mind begins to race. Mike use to call me like this all the time while I was younger, but back then I was getting into trouble. I've been clean and sober for a long time now.

"you're not in trouble Demi, it's just a change in your opening act. Will you come down?"

"of course." I hang up the phone up the phone with him and decide this won't call for me to be completely dressed up, so I throw on a pair of jeans, my boots and band t shirt, I grab my leather jacket on the way out. Mike can get tensed up really quick. The record company probably wants me to add some new coming boy band. Mike thinks my music is too serious to drag all these kid on tour, believe me I think so too, but I understand that I have to help out.

I walk into my managers office and as soon as he sees me he stops pacing and faces me. I giggle as I sit down in the chair in front of his desk. He sits in his "boss" chair, as he like to call it. He looks incredibly stressed, I feel bad.

"Mike, if they want me to take a little by band on tour in hopes they'll make it big I'll understand.

The corner of his mouth turns up a little as if he's trying to smile. "Demi if it only was that simple." he stands and comes in between me and his desk and kneels so he's at eye level with me. "I just want you to know i'm fighting this tooth and nail, but they want Selena on this tour."

My heart sinks from the sound of her name. "G-gomez?" I ask as if there's any other Selena in the music industry. Mike nods and I feel like I want to throw up.

"how's the fight going," I ask unsure what else to say. He just shakes his head. We're going to lose this fight.

Sure i've seen Selena and for publicity reasons we act like we've made up from our unknown "spat"but we haven't really done any of that.

I know if I go on tour with her were going to be expected to act like how we use to be for months.

"well at least i'll have my own tour bus," I say in a low squeaky voice.

Mike puts his head down as if he has failed me. I feel myself breaking out in a cold sweat. She'll be with me everyday for god only knows how long. Why is this happening?

As if mike could read my mind he says, "the company noticed when you and Selena get 'together' there's a huge uproar from each of your fan bases. They think it'll be good for both of you, and considering how close you guys are suppose to be they want you guys to prove it and share a bus."

"what if I don't think it's good for me?" I ask trying to find a way out of this.

Mike shakes his head again. At this point I'm starting to get mad. "the label will drop you if you deny and Demi, they've seen you at your worst they might have some blackmail if they're threatening to drop you."

I shake my head. I feel the tears beginning. "if you don't want to I will back you 100%, but i don't know how hard the company will throw you under the bus. I don't know which would be worse for you right now."

I don't know if i can handle getting blackmailed, the things i did when i was younger where i was younger were awful. I really don't want to relive anymore than i have to.

"lets go on tour," i say as unthrilling as possible.