Well, I have to admit I'm embarrassed how long it took me to get solely this first update out. (Excuse time, start read the next paragraph if you don't care. which I'm assuming you don't. Because I wouldn't). But it's been a crazy insane month and a half-ish. I was in New York for this music thing for two weeks, which is where I started writing it. Naturally it's all hand written and little one shots that probably won't make it into canon, but yeah. Then they day I returned home I started band camp. Which is where my emotional roller coaster began. Classes started, and I'm already buried under assignments and rehearsals. Then the coaster went way way up because I was lucky enough to go an R5 concert, then some stuff has been happening that has made me cry more times in the passed few days than i have in the passed two years. Also I had it written then I left Spotify playing for too long with my computer not plugged in; my computer died and I lost it all. /end excuses

And now I'm embarrassed that I wrote all that off. Pinky promise that will be my longest Author's Note ever

Part 2-this is completely Jeff-centric

And to all of you have favorite, followed, and reviewed, THANK YOU. I cannot tell you how happy those emails have made me:)

Before I barf any more words: Part 2-As the World Revolves

Enjoy

-Katherine

Capital Records 9 a.m.

"Alright Jeffrey, tour starts in exactly one hundred days. What's your goal for this tour?"

Jeffrey took a second then replied, "To give every fan an unforgettable experience."

The man in the suit and the head of the table (Jeffrey didn't even know his name. He made a mental note to find out), rubbed his temple. "Alright, let me rephrase this for you: what's your team's goal."

The popstar scrunched his nose. "Um...expand the franchise?"

Suit man nodded. "Right. And up until your tour kicks off, we're going to need you to never not be on the entertainment knows. Understand?" Jeffrey nodded. "We want you to be on every talk show. We need you to do more charity work; the tabloids adore you when you do that. Your bit of preparation starts next week. We're going to have a camera crew there. If you do your job, this tour should be successful enough for us to make a movie. Do you understand where it's going from there?"

Jeffrey started spinning his chair back and forth. "Yup. It means promotional tour, more opportunity for you guys to sell t-shirts with my face printed on it, and for you guys to sell some kind of gummy candies for ten dollars a pack at concession counters."

"Jeffrey!" He spun his chair around to see Joanna in the doorway. "I sure hope you haven't been disrespecting these men this entire meeting." She rolled her eyes of ice at her client and tipped the door shut with her foot.

The boy raised an eyebrow. "It started three minutes ago."

Joanna tilted her head at him. "Three minutes someone could have quit on you."

Suit man leaned toward the woman, "Jo you need to understand Jeffrey's not rude. He's blunt, and the media's eating up his personality right now because of just that."

The publicist tossed a lock of pin-straight (dyed) ginger hair behind her shoulder. "I don't care what the rags think of his ever-so-endearing personality. In two weeks they will be bored with him."

Jeffrey stopped spinning his chair and sunk into the cushion. He hated how everything was about him but never about him all the fucking time.

Joanna took a sip from her latte or mocha or cappuccino in the Starbucks cup before faking a laugh. "What you fail to understand is there are only so many charities Jeffrey can smile for. They want his personal life. They want him to date somebody. It's simple."

Another man at the table, dressed in simple office attire spoke up for the first time. "I'm not so sure if they want him to date some girl. If we give them what they want, we have to create rumors." Jeffrey pushed down on the chair's armrests, seeing if the fabric would eat him. No such luck.

Joanna set down the cup and leaned forward. "Go on."

Office attire guy (Jeffrey knew his name. He knew it. Remember and knowing isn't the same thing, right?) licked his teeth and chuckled, "He just needs to be seen with people of the opposite gender every once in a while. Or, maybe we could start with baby steps. Something besides his guitar. He just needs to be seen with a girl enough for one headline to question the relationship status. And then with another girl. And another." Avery (Yes! That's his name!) leaned back in his chair, looking impressed with himself.

Joanna snickered, "If you can get that boy to do anything that requires to people without holding him at gunpoint, tell me your secret."

One of his managers stood up and walked to Jeffrey. He set his hands on the back of the chair. "This boy's got a head and heart too strong for this business." Jeffrey tilted his head up and his brown eyes sparkled a little. Maybe I haven't broken my promise.

"He's obviously doing something right," a small voice perked up from across the table. And intern or a secretary, Jeffrey couldn't tell, but he could tell the obvious wink over at him. The boy spun his chair away to Joanna.

His head manager, Beau, finally spoke up. "Now JJ, this is coming from me as a friend, mentor, dad, however you think of me, not from someone in your business. You need to get out every once in a while. You're twenty! You have the looks, the personality, the talent-don't let the best years of your life go to waste."

Jeffrey just smiled and nodded in gratitude.

Nat spoke from behind him. "The next thing we're talking about really doesn't concern you, so if you want to go to the lounge until about ten, that'd be fine."

Jeffrey stood up. "Alright. Cool. I'll just be downstairs then. Thank you all for your input."

JSterling: I guess I'll never know where I stand in my world.