Thank you guys so much for those reviews! I woke up and checked my page and I just couldn't stop smiling when I saw the reviews. This was supposed to be updated tommorow, but you guys made me happy. Enjoy!

Patricia POV

"I don't want it," I said, pushing away the fry Eddie had put in my face.

"You've never had a french fry before, and you're about to eperiance the greatness of it."

I rolled my eyes, but took the fry, and put it in my mouth. God, it was good!

"Mmm," I heard myself groan. Eddie smirked.

Somehow, him showing me into my office, turned into him coming in and us talking, and that turned into us having lunch.

He had McDonalds, but I had Subway. I took a bite out of my footlong and walked over to my desk. I swung around in the chair, my feet in the air.

"You look like my dad when he thinks none's watching."

I smiled, and continued my spinning. Eddie checked his watch.

"Gotta run," he said getting up.

"Wait!" I found myself saying. What was I doing? "What's your job here?"

"Mixtables," he said simply. "Ever heard the Glee Cast version of Bust A Move?"

I nodded.

"All me." He smiled and walked out. I don't know why, but I wanted him to come by again. I found myself smiling and thinking about him, looking up at the nothingness on the ceiling.

Eddie POV

The girl never had a french fry before! I couldn't believe my ears when she told me. She said her parents were so fat-free and she never had anything greesy. Well,under their watch, of course. So, I picked up a fry, and told her to eat it. When I heard her go, "Mmmm," I knew I had won.

I got in the elevator and Blondie came in.

"Hey Blondie."

"I told you not to call me that," Taylor rolled her eyes. "Did you meet the new girl?"
"Yeah," I said honestly. "We just had lunch."
"Lunch?" Taylor asked. "You haven't had lunch with anyone one since Ariana."

Ariana.

The word stung me like knives. Ariana was my old girlfriend. She...wasn't around anymore. Some planeride gone wrong.

"Yeah," I said. I pictured Patricia's red hair, and then Ariana's. Both completely different shades. But I found Patricia's more...attractive.

"She's never had a french fry,"I changed the subject.

"No way!" Taylor fake gasped, forgetting Ariana. "Did you give her one?"

"Of course! None in New York can go around not knowing what a french fry is. Or chips, as the British call them."

"So you caught her accent?"

"Of course. She talks a lot."

"Something you two have in common," Taylor laughed. The elevator stopped on the 1st floor and Taylor jumped up. "Have a good day Eddie." She left, waving at me. I walked out of the elevator and bumped into Mara. All her papers flew to the floor.

"Sorry," she said quickly, gathering up the papers. "Hey Eddie." All the papers were neatly in her arms now. "Catch the new girl?"

"Yeah," I said. "We just had lunch."

"Lunch?" She sounded like Taylor, just British. "You haven't had lunch with anyone since-"

"Ariana," I cut her off. "I know."

"Oh," she said, tucking some hair behind her ear.

"Well, have a nice day. I have to drop these song lyrics by Mr. Sweet's office." She walked away, her long, red skirt flowing after her. Then came Nina. What a coinsedence. She had papers too.

"SO sorry!" She said, gathering them up. I remembered it was Tuesday. All the song writers had to turn in their new songs. They had to do this every week for 10 weeks. Then, they got to either sing their songs, or find a singer to sing their songs. Nina sung her own.

"So," Nina said, papers neat in her arms. "What do you think of the new girl?"

"She's fun," I answered. We had lunch."

"Cool," she said. I was so happy she didn't bring up Ariana. "I think she's nice. I saw her this morning, I would've said hi, but Mara wanted to sing her new song to me so I went to her practice room instead.

I nodded. "Okay see ya Eddie. I have a dead-line." She walked off and looked through her papers, making sure they were int the right order.

I sighed and headed toward Serena's practice room. I knocked. "Cece?"

She opened the door, her strawberry blonde hair swining behind her.

"Eddie," she let me in but didn't bother to shut the door. "I need the mix-tables to work miracles for this song."

"Who wrote it?" I was popping grapes into my mouth.

"Patricia Williamson. She's not allowed to do this yet, but she really wanted it. I had no choice."

I looked at her in amazement. What did the song say.

"Can I see it?"

"Yeah," she handed the papers to me.

Day Dreamer...

Ta da! Cliffhanger. I hope you liked it. And I got quite a few PMs that all asked the same thing. No Taylor is not Taylor Swift. But her character does look like her. But a celeb will be in this story. I'll give you a hint. Her annitials are C.R.J.

But aside from our real celebs, how about our celebs on here? I had a Mara and Nina appearance, as promised. Soon there will be a Fabian appearance and a Joy (search Klariza Clayton singing on Youtube. Weird, but she can sing)appearance, but that's the last ones who'll have a record label. The rest of the kids will show up when they do and how they do.

The first person who reviews THIS CHAPTER, gets a little sneek-peek at the next chapter. Sound good enough?

Reviews are love my dear readers. And I need love! Therefor, Review! :)