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"Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking. Thank you for flying American Airlines and welcome to New York." Claire set up her tray and looked out her window. She smiled and let out a sigh.

"Gawd, I missed this place." She said to no one in particular.

"Excuse me, miss?" Claire turned around and faced the flight attendant.

"Oh sorry, just thinking out loud!" she laughed. The flight attendant smiled and went back to her seat. Why do people always seem so afraid of me? Claire turned back to the window. New York City came into view and a grin spread across Claire's face. She couldn't help but wonder about Cam. She had heard he'd been doing some work with the soundtrack, Maybe I'll see him. Claire thought but pulled herself back. No. Focus on your career. She closed her eyes, anticipating the turbulence. Finally, after what seemed like forever, they landed. As she was coming through the -tunnely thing from the plane to the terminal- she pulled out her iPod and was about to press play when she heard a very familiar phlegmy laugh from behind her.

"Mark! Stop! Come on," she giggled, "We just landed!" Claire couldn't help but turn around.

"Kristen?" she said, surprised.

"Mark! Stop, let me talk to this fan or whatever." She turned to face her and her eyes widened. "Kuh-laire?!" She almost shouted.

"Kristen! What are you doing here?!" She went over and hugged her old friend.

"We're moving here! What are you doing here?!" The girls were almost yelling now.

"I'm on location for a few weeks! Oh my gawd! I missed you guys so much! How's the rest of the PC? I mean you guys still talk right?" Kristen's smile faded as Claire finished her question.

"No. We all went to different schools after high school and we just drifted apart." Claire was about to speak but Kristen quickly changed the subject. "This," she said, "is Mark Landon. My boyfriend." He stuck out his hand.

"Hey, nice to meet you. I loved you in All-American Angels. You won an Oscar for that right?" He smiled warmly.

"Yeah," Claire said, still grinning. "I was so proud of that role. You were great in Somebody Told Me! I was at the premiere but I didn't see you. I saw Julia but not you." They both burst out laughing.

"I-I didn't g-g-go!" he said between laughs. Claire smiled. They seem so happy together. As they calmed down, Kristen started to tell the story. "I was getting home from a soccer practice when this dog comes running up my driveway. I hear someone behind him yelling, "Stop him, stop him!". I grab his collar, falling down in the process and I wind up tripping this guy. He lands on top of me and I go unconscious. I wake up and I'm laying in a hospital bed. This guy is sitting next to me so we start talking. Turns out he's best friends with this pro-ball player, Mike something or other. He offers to set me up with him and considering I'm completely drugged, I say yes." Claire laughed at that. "So the next day, I am leaving for some dinner with friends when I go outside, this guy is standing outside with a bouquet of roses and that guy just happens to be Mark! We wound up spending like three days together, and he completely forgot about the premiere! We've been inseperable ever since." Just as Kristen finished, Claire's phone started buzzing. She pulled it out and answered it.

"Hello?" she said, praying someone would get her away from the lovebirds. They were cute at first, but after a while it got kind of awkward.

"Claire! Where are you, sweetheart? We're at baggage claim!" A wide grin spread across Claire's face. As juvenile as it sounds she really missed her.

"Mom! Hey! I'm on my way right now." She flipped her phone shut, said good-bye to Mark and Kristen and headed to baggage claim.

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Massie sat at the bar, tapping her foot impatiently. Where the hell are they?! She hated waiting, they were supposed to wait on her, not the other way around. She glanced around the club and one guy caught her eye. He was sitting at a VIP table all alone. His shaggy brown hair covered his eyes and Massie could've sworn she knew him from somewhere. Without another thought she stood up, straightened her BCBG dress and walked over his table, as she got closer he looked more and more familiar. She nodded to the guard and he lifted the velvet rope. Sliding in beside him, she smiled flirtatiously and asked. "Do I know you from somewhere?" the guy looked a little confused. "I'm Massie Block, does that ring a bell?" Apparently, it did because a wide grin spread across his face and he pulled her into a hug.

"Massie Block! Wow, it's been a while hasn't it." Suddenly something clicked, the dark hair, the sexy brown eyes, the perfect lashes.

"Josh! Ehmawgawd! What are you doing here?" She kissed him on the cheek and was suddenly startled by a sudden flash of cameras. Josh, without saying anything pulled out a baseball cap and stuck it on his head.

"Josh! Who's the girl!" One guy yelled.

"Can we expect a spring wedding?!" Another one yelled. Josh stood up and waved his hands to get their attention.

"This is my old friend, Massie Block. We grew up together in West Chester. There is nothing else here! Mike? Care to show them the door?" Josh sat down and rolled his eyes. The bouncer came over and guided the group towards the door.

"Sorry," he said apologetically. "I didn't think they were allowed in here." Massie smiled.

"It's okay. I guess you've forgotten I like attention." She said flirtatiously. Josh laughed.

"I'm actually surprised you didn't recognize me. I'm constantly in the tabloids. They love to catch me with random women and announce my engagement. So far, I've been married twice. Engaged seven times and I have eleven illegitimate children. Massie laughed.

"I avoid the tabloids as much as possible. I don't think I've picked up a People magazine since jr. high." She forced a laugh but Josh just stared at her.

"You really missed Claire didn't you?" He asked, his voice wasn't accusatory, just concerned.

"I-I," she struggled to come up with another reason. Of course she missed Kuh-laire but she wasn't about to tell him that.

"It's okay. I think it's sweet. We had dinner a few months ago and we talked about her leaving and everything. She said how worried she was about you and Cam." Massie suddenly felt as if she had just been transferred back ten years.

"I was mad I guess but not furious or anything." Massie grabbed her martini glass and put it to her lips. In truth she hadn't just been upset when Claire left, she was depressed. She tried to cover it up with anger but it didn't get rid of the pain. She had refused to talk to her and even stopped reading tabloids. If her name ever came up in conversation Massie would do her best to change the subject. Claire was not just Massie's best friend, she was also her sister, she brought out another side of Massie. A giggly one that loved sweets and didn't mind tacky rhinestone Keds. The two sat quietly for a moment before Massie started to stand up. "Well," she said, "I should go. I'm supposed to meet my friends here and I can see one of them at the bar."

"Hey," he grabbed her hand. "Can I at least have your number? We really should catch up some more." Massie smiled at this.

"Sure," she pulled out her card and pressed it into his hand. "Call me whenever. I work late most nights so I'll probably be there." With that, she walked over to the bar and greeted her friend. Josh glanced down at the card, then shoved it in his wallet. He pulled out a $50 and slapped it down on the table. He left, feeling much happier than he had before.

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"Alicia, we're on in 5!" Marty yelled into her trailer. Alicia Rivera sat at her desk, question set in front of her. She stared at them, trying to memorize every word. She stood up, walked out of the trailer and took her place in front of the camera.

"How's this?" she asked, fixing her hair. The cameraman gave her a thumbs-up and she smiled at him. Gawd, I really should learn all of their names.

"Alicia?" Marty tapped her shoulder. She spun around to face Marty and some woman she'd never seen before. "This is Ariana Girard, Ariana, this is Alicia Rivera."

"Hi." Alicia said warmly. Ariana returned the sentiments.

The women shook hands and took their spots in front of the camera. They chatted for a minute or two but were interrupted by Marty's countdown. "5,4,3,2 and--", he pointed at Alicia to begin.

"Hey America. Alicia Rivera here with British pop star, Ariana Girard, who's talking to us about her new album." From there Alicia went through the motions without even bothering to pay attention to what Ariana was talking about. She was suddenly brought back to earth when she heard the name 'Cameron Fisher'. Alicia noticed her gesture to someone off camera and when she looked over she saw a black haired guy with one blue eye and one green eye.

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Here's chapter one! Chapter two is probably already up so review and keep reading!!!!!!