Chapter One- He's Back

-5 Years Later-

-Kira's POV-

I grabbed a yellow hat and a pair of sunglasses before walking outside. I stepped out of my apartment and onto the streets of Chicago. Once my first CD came out (it went triple platinum) I moved to Chicago to be closer to the studio and my producer. The only problem with Chicago was that it was really big with tons of fans who wanted to meet me. I've lived here for less than two years and have already moved to five different apartments because once the fans find out where I live they tend to mob it. Anyway, I looked around and when no one noticed who I was, I walked down a few blocks to a great little café. It was a beautiful sunny day so I could sit outside on the patio. I hate being stuffed inside something when I could be outside. When I walked up to the podium my friend Isabella was the hostess.

"Table for one I presume?" she asked

"Yeah and can you keep me being here on the dl?" I asked. She smiled and led me over to a table in the back and handed me a menu. I opened it stared at it even though I knew exactly what I wanted. Soon a waiter showed up.

"Let me guess, you want a turkey, bacon, and cheddar cheese sandwich on sourdough." Ken said (another friend). It was more of a statement than a question. I nodded and he took the menu.

While I waited for Ken to come back with my sandwich I stared out at the beach. From the café you could see the shores of Lake Michigan. It was really pretty the way the sun reflected off the water. I spotted two people I hadn't seen sitting at a table nearby. Not many people know about the café so it tends to be the same people there every time I'm there. The guy had dark hair and was wearing white, while the girl had blonde hair and was wearing pink. I knew I had never seen the girl before, but the guy seemed really familiar. Maybe he was some fan that I seem to remember more than some of the others. From the looks of it the sun was in the girl's eyes so she and the guy switched places making the guy closer to me.

As he sat down I got a good look of the guys face. When I did I almost choked on the water I was sipping. It was Trent! How could it be I didn't know. He did look very good though, he looked pretty much like he did in high school only more mature and better. Who was that girl though? I wondered this as Ken placed my sandwich was placed in front of me. I muttered thanks even though I just lost my appetite. I couldn't believe that Trent was here- and from the looks of it with a girlfriend. Not that I blame him or anything though. I mean I did say no when he asked me to marry him, but I was hoping that maybe, just maybe he was still in love with me and wanted me back. Apparently I was wrong though. Apparently not. I took a bite of the sandwich and watched as the girl waved a waiter over. Something on her hand shined in the light. I squinted my eyes to see what it was. An engagement ring. He had gotten over. Suddenly I couldn't take it anymore. I threw some money on the table and ran out of the café. The only problem was the only way out of the café was past Trent. But I did run out and as I did they both glanced at me, but if Trent knew it was me he didn't show it. Slowly I walked home. Once there I jumped on my bed and threw my head down onto a pillow and cried.

Later that day I threw on a pair of yellow pajama bottoms and a white tank top before curling up on the couch to watch a sappy movie. The phone rang as soon as I laid down. Slowly I got up and grabbed it just before it clicked to the answering machine.

"Hello?"

"Hey Kira!" a voice greeted back

"Tori?"

"Yeah it's me."

"Hey what's going on?" I asked sitting down into a chair

"Well I'll be in Chicago tomorrow, for one of Blake's races."

"Seriously?"

"Yeah would you mind if I stop by?"

"Well I'll have to think about that… of course you can! Where are you staying?"

"The Hilton probably, why?"

"You're not staying at the Hilton when you can bunk with me!"

"Oh for real? I wouldn't want to impose."

"You wouldn't I have a guest room."

"Ok sweet." Tori said and then we talked for another three hours about other random stuff. It was 11 o'clock by the time I got back to the couch to watch the movie. About twenty minutes in the phone rang again. I groaned and got up again to get it. Before I answered I glanced at the caller id (something I rarely do) and it was Trent. Instead I went back to the couch and let the machine get it.

A/N: I am so sorry this took so long to update. I've had this story done for awhile now, but just haven't gotten around to posting it.