Ross walked down the stairs in a smiley mood. "You're smiley for 4:30," Erin chuckled. "I finally have a chance at a normal life. No one knows who I really am so I get to have a taste of freedom!" Ross grinned.

"So word on the street is, you made a friend," Erin said as a smile flashed across her face. "Yup. And his name is Ellington Ratliff and I'm tutoring him later," Ross grinned.

"He sounds nice," Erin smiled. Ross nodded energetically. "Alright, now let's get you ready before you're late," Erin said. Ross nodded as she guided him over to the make up chair.

"Austin!" Ratliff called. Ross turned his head and saw Ratliff catching up to him. "Hey," Ross smiled. "So. You still coming to my place later?" Ratliff asked hopefully. Ross smiled and nodded. "My mom said that I can help on Mondays and Wednesdays if that's okay with you," Ross said. "Yeah that's fine. But why not Tuesdays and Thursdays?" Ratliff asked curiously.

Shit, shit, SHIT! Ross thought to himself. "Because I have to do chores those days," Ross lied. "Oh. Well that makes sense. Sorry if I'm asking too many questions," Ratliff apologized awkwardly. "No, it's fine," Ross assured. Ross sighed of relief silently.

"Now you carry the three.." Ross instructed as he showed Ratliff how to do the problem. Ratliff nodded as he did as he was told. "So my answer is 54?" Ratliff asked. Ross nodded and smiled. "Yup. You're starting to get it," Ross smiled. Ross put his hand down on the binder for support.

Ratliff looked down and saw Ross's hand. "Umm.." he said awkwardly. Ross looked at him confused before looking down and seeing his hand on top of Ratliff's. Ross's eyes widened as he took his hand off. "Sorry about that," Ross blushed. "It's.. Fine.." Ratliff said awkwardly.

Ross and Ratliff sat in an awkward silence for a few minutes, until Ross looked up and saw that Ratliff had old video game systems hooked up to his television.

"Whoa, you have an NES system?" Ross asked in awe. Ratliff nodded. "Yeah. It used to be my dad's back in the 80's. But he gave it to me when I was five. It still works like a charm," Ratliff said. "You wanna play?" Ratliff asked. Ross nodded shyly.

Ross and Ratliff were currently sitting and talking on Ratliff's bed. Ross had been over Ratliff's place for four hours and Ross was only tutoring him for an hour.

Ross's phone chimed in his pocket. "Sorry," Ross apologized as he pulled out his phone.

Ross. Where are you? Band rehearsal was suppose to start a half hour ago! -Riker

Ross grumbled to himself. No one said there was rehearsal tonight. "Ross are you okay?" Ratliff asked, noticing Ross's behavior. "Yeah, I'm fine," Ross said.

No one told me there was rehearsal tonight! Sorry! -Ross

Just come home -Riker

"I'm sorry, my mom wants me home," Ross half lied. "Okay. But before you go, are you sure you're okay?" Ratliff asked as he gently placed his hand on top of Ross's. "Umm.. Yeah.." Ross said awkwardly. Ratliff realized what he just did. "Oh! I'm sorry," Ratliff blushed. "N-No it's fine," Ross assured as the two stood up.

"Bye," they said simultaneously as Ross held out his hand for a handshake and Ratliff opened his arms for a hug. "Bye," they repeated simultaneously as they switched positions. "Bye," they chuckled awkwardly before deciding on a handshake.

"WHY DIDN'T ANYONE TELL ME THAT WE HAD A REHEARSAL TODAY?!" Ross yelled as he slammed the front door shut and ripped off his wig.

"There wasn't rehearsal today," Rocky said as he came through the door holding a bowl of Mac & Cheese. "You're kidding me, right?" Ross asked as he felt his anger building up even more. "Nope. There was no rehearsal," Rocky shrugged as he went upstairs.

"RIKER!" Ross yelled angrily. Riker came downstairs And walked into the kitchen. "Damn, Ross. Could you be any louder?" Riker asked annoyed.

"Why did you text me saying that I was late for a rehearsal and make me leave early?!" Ross asked angrily. "Because!" Riker responded. "Because why?!" Ross demanded. "Because you're Ross and keeping secrets isn't your best hobby," Riker reminded.

"Well considering I've already gone a week without anyone figuring out the truth, I'd say that I'm doing a pretty good job of keeping my identity a secret," Ross retorted.

"What's been up with you? Ever since the last concert for our European tour a few months ago, you haven't been you," Riker asked.

Ross felt his body go numb. He vowed that he'd forget about that night. That was the worst night of his life and he never wanted to think about it ever again. Once it's almost just another memory, Riker had to bring it up.

"N-Nothing! Now leave me alone!" Ross yelled as he ran up to his room and locked the door.

Rydel walked upstairs and began to head towards her bedroom when she heard sniffling from Ross's room.

"Not again," Rydel whispered as she approached Ross's door. "Ross?" she asked. Ross stopped crying and sat up from his cradling position. "Ross, please open the door," she said. Ross sighed before getting out of bed and opening the door.

"Ross. Were you thinking about it again?" Rydel asked as she shut the door and Ross sat back down on his bed. Ross nodded as tears began to fall down his face again.

"It's okay, Ross. Shh.." she soothed as she laid down and cradled her broken little brother in her arms.

"R-Riker brought up that fucking concert!" Ross sobbed as he buried his face in her chest. Rydel sighed. She had known that Ross was slowly forgetting about it. Of course her idiot older brother had to fuck it all up again.

"It's okay. It's all in the past," Rydel whispered.

It took an hour and a half, but Rydel had finally managed to get Ross to fall asleep. But since she was so tired, she decided to just sleep in Ross's room.

I know it's 1 AM here but it's only 9 PM there, so it's still Aug. 9th there. HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY RYDEL!

What do you think Ross is hiding?

Please review :)