So it was the same Kristina. But what was she doing here? I knew for a fact that I wasn't supposed to meet her until Naked Idol, when we would have to replace Rosalina as the bass player for our band. Not that I wanted to, of course, but it would have to be done. I finished the autograph.

"Here you go, Kristina. Hope you enjoy your time on the set." I said with a smile.

"I will. Thank you so much, Nat." she said as she walked away. I walked down the hall. History was changing itself. Would this have an effect on my being able to save Rosalina? I mean, I wasn't in control of the changes that were happening. If history making changes itself stopped me from saving Rosalina, I'd be furious. I don't know what I'd do, but it'd be bad. I was so lost in my thoughts; I wasn't really paying attention to where I was walking, and bumped into someone.

"Sorry." I muttered looking up to see Cooper. "Oh, so sorry, Cooper. I didn't see you there."

"I could tell. You looked really lost in thought. Want to tell me what you were thinking about?"

"I just bumped into one of the extras for the movie. A girl named Kristina Reyes."

"Oh yeah, we just called her last week. One of the extras dropped out, and she was next on the list. But why would that cause you to be lost in thought?"

"Because in my time, I knew her, but I wasn't supposed to meet her yet. When Rosalina comes back from the cruise, in about five months, we'll have a major fight, we'll break up and she'll quit the band, and we do a competition to replace her. One of the entries is Kristina Reyes, the same girl I just bumped into."

"Wow, that's crazy. Talk about a small world. But how did you not meet her here the first time?"

"Because history is making changes itself. The first time, Kristina wasn't here. She was never involved with the movie."

"Wait, so you're saying that you aren't purposely making changes, yet things are changing?"

"Exactly! I don't know what to do, Cooper. I feel like I'm losing control of everything. And what if all these changes affect me being able to save Rosalina?"

"Don't worry about it, Nat. I know you, and I know how much you love her. Nothing will be able to stop you from saving her." I smiled. Cooper really did know me too well.

"You're right, Coop. I'm just stressed. I mean, Onita never warned me that this could happen."

"Maybe she wanted to do it to test you. See if you could also go with the flow of change."

"Maybe. How about we get these final scenes shot so you can do your producer thing and get this movie rolling." He nodded and we went off. It seemed like no matter where I went in the studio, Kristina was there. And she kept talking to me. I wouldn't have minded if I didn't have to pretend that I knew nothing about her. Then she caught me really off guard as I was grabbing a quick drink of water.

"So Nat, I know we've only known each other this one day, but would you maybe want go somewhere sometime?" I nearly choked on the water I was drinking. She had used almost the exact same words that Cooper had used when he had asked Patty on their first date. Kristina gave me a couple of hard pats on the back to help get the water down. I gasped a few times, then fully regained my breath.

"Kristina, I'm sorry, but I'm sort of dating Rosalina." Her face dropped.

"Oh, so Matt Pinfield was right." I felt so bad for her. But I wasn't going to cheat on Rosalina.

"Yeah, there is a first time for everything." I said, trying to make a joke. She let out a small laugh. She walked away without saying anything else. I let out a groan. This was getting tougher every day.

We finished the shoot, and Cooper called it a day, telling everyone that they were free to go home. I immediately walked out and went straight to the old studio, and sat down in my old dressing room. I needed time alone to think. I didn't mean to, but I kind of fell asleep sitting there, thinking about everything from Rosalina to trying to get things back on track. I woke up the next day, and found that I had thirty missed calls, all from various members of the band. I went home and explained to everyone that I had gone off to be alone for a while and accidentally fallen asleep. Only Cooper fully understood, but everyone else accepted it, figuring I wanted to be alone and be sad about Rosalina leaving for the cruise. About a month and a half later, we were on Miles O'Keefe's radio show, performing the Song "I Feel Alone" for the first time. As he did the first time, he interrupted us in the middle of the song and started asking questions about Rosalina and me. He then showed me the news article where Rosalina was caught kissing Michel. However, the article genuinely surprised me. I hurried out of the studio while he talked about it and grabbed it from him. I looked at the article, and to be certain there was someone kissing Rosalina. Miles said he was a French piano playing prodigy. The problem was that it wasn't Michel.

Back at the apartment, I was laying on my bunk staring at the ceiling. All of the guys had tried to cheer me up, yet nothing worked. I had spent all of my time getting ready to deal with all the drama that Michel caused, and now I got slapped in the face that Michel wasn't causing problems. It was now some guy named Grégoire. I heard another person come in, closing the door behind them.

"Nat, why is this so surprising to you? You said yourself this was going to happen. Or are you just putting on an act for the guys? Because if that's the case, it's a really good act." Of course it was Cooper.

"No, Coop. It's not an act. And I'm so surprised because when I first went through it, the guy's name was Michel. He was blonde and shorter than either me or Rosalina. This guy doesn't look anything like that. What am I going to do, Coop?"

"Deal with it as if you were dealing with Michel. Just because the guy is different doesn't mean you have to handle it any differently."

"I guess. And if he doesn't react the ways that Michel did?" I asked. Cooper shrugged.

"Figure it out. It won't have been the first time that you had to improvise." Cooper was right, of course. I couldn't let this get to me. I went back out into the living room, and the guys began consoling me again, telling me how the picture was obviously a fake and that Rosalina would never do that. At least that hadn't changed. I just started thinking that it might be possible to get through this.

Then Rosalina walked in.