Author's Note: Two chapters in one day (: LOVE ME! Everyone should tell Everyone about this story. I liked this chapter.

Details: I put Ariana in the story now. Also, before anyone gets confused; In this chapter Liz is excited about Avan's manager hearing her sing because Liz is not as famous as Avan yet. She JUST came out. ok? k. Noone seems OOC for me in this chapter.

Disclaimer: I OWN EVERYTHING! ... just not the people in this story.

I rolled my eyes as my best friend Ariana Grande shoved a tabloid under my nose. But my eyes widened as I saw the cover. A candid photo of me and that Jogia dweeb arguing at McDonald's yesterday. Ariana stood in front of me tapping her foot,

"What exactly is this?" she asked crossing her tan arms over her chest. I huffed.

"Nothing. Absolutely nothing." I laughed a bit. "He thought I took his seat or something and we were fighting over it, someone must of took a picture and sent it to the paparazzi." I threw the glossy magazine over my shoulder like it was a used tissue.

Ariana sighed, trusting that I was telling the truth. Which I was! I sat tapping away on my laptop, creeping on random people's Twitters and retweeting a few of my fans. I felt myself get more and more bored by the minute and reached for the magazine I had chucked.

I flipped to the page about mine and Avan's meeting.

"Avan Jogia and Elizabeth Gillies? Could this be a rebound for Avan's recent break up with Zoey?"

I read and felt myself let out a noise of disgust. Please, me and that egotistical jerk? Never going to happen. I placed the magazine on the coffee table and walked over to the kitchen. I sighed as I saw the barren fridge and decided that going to take a quick run up to Target for food, would not be a bad thing.

I threw on a hoodie and grabbed the keys to my Volkswagon bug and I was quickly out the door. I pushed the key in the ignition and was off. I turned the radio on and a familiar beat to, "Love Sick" by the Jogia kid came on. I immediately changed it and OneRepublic drowned out my small car. Much better, I thought.

I stepped foot in Target and felt the warm air hit me. Was it just me or did everyone love the smell of that place? I made my way over to the candy aisle because my sweet tooth was tingling. Well, let's face it, my sweet tooth was always tingling. I glanced past the colorful bags and boxes and reached for the Pretzel M&M's.

As I was reaching I guess I wasn't looking where I was going and brushed someone's shoulder.

"Excuse me." I smiled and spoke politely. But to my surprise, or dismay, I saw the one boy who just wouldn't leave me alone.

"Well, well, well," He said combing his hands through his dark brown hair, "Funny seeing you again." He smirked at me. I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." I said before walking past him. He spoke before I could switch aisles.

"Elizabeth Gilies, right?" I looked back to see his hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his jeans. I fought back a smile.

"That's correct." I put my hands on my hips, trying to balance to bag of candy in one of them.

"Singer? Dancer? Pretty?" I felt myself blush and I glanced down at my manicured toes from my flip flops.

"Sure." I whispered. Avan handed me his phone. A picture of him and his now ex-girlfriend Zoey was his background.

"Put your number in. I'll talk to my manager about you." I quickly did so. More excited about that fact that the Anthony Jordan might here me sing. I shoved the phone back in Avan's hands.

Oh boy was Taylor going to be happy when he heard this.