georgiandavethelaugh: Thanks for the review! (I'm still waiting for my friend to pass on the fifth book so that I can read 'Boy Entrancers'!) I LOVE THOSE BOOKS! I was going to ask who you liked better between Dave, Massimo, and Robbie….but I guess your name pretty much answers that question!

sammygurl262316: THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR REVIEW! Yeah…my favorite storyline for right now is Ella's! Mainly because I know what I've got up my sleeve, and the readers don't! I have a few surprises in store! I don't really know what will happen with Billy. I'm not really sure about him! And lol! I've actually written a 'book'. But it will probably never get published! I'm still working on it. (Everytime I get to an ending point…I decide to write more.) And I do have another story on here. It's called 'The third summer with the pants.' It's the third summer. This story is like a follow up to that one. They're all the same characters and everything…with a few additions! (It was FUN to write!) If you decide to read it, I hope you like it.

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"Holly!" Lena's mother was calling from inside her studio. "Yeah mom?" Holly answered. Lena handed Holly the phone she had obviously talking on. "Alex is on the phone. She wanted to talk to you." Holly backed away and shook her head. "Mom…" She was pleading with her eyes. "Holly…" Lena mimicked her. "Just talk to her. It never hurts."

"Alex?" Holly hesitantly started talking to her sister. "Holly, is that you? How are you doing?" "I'm doing well…you?" Holly was surprised that her sister was actually 'talking' with her. (Holly had accidentally stole Alexia's boyfriend in the beginning of the summer…accidentally is the key word. Sean came onto Holly…it wasn't the other way around!) "It's great over here! Nitesh and Zahra have an amazing life! I'm even thinking about getting into directing." "That's cool. I'm so happy for you." "Thanks! It means a lot to me to have you feel that way…" Alexia hesitated. "How are you…and Sean? Is that working out?" Holly had to say that she wasn't surprised that that Alex asked that. "Yeah…it's great. I can see why he made you so happy…and I'm going to feel like a complete idiot forever for doing what I did!" "What you did? Honey," Alex was using the name she used to use for Holly, "Holly you didn't do anything. If anything, I should be mad at Sean…and trust me I am! But I have to get over that! I've had to learn to get over it all…and I feel ten times better!" Holly didn't know what to say. "So are we ok now?" "Holly, I know we never really got along…our personalities clash! But I just wanted you to know that you are an awesome sister. I love you." "I love you too Alex." Holly was beginning to cry. "Listen, I've got to go. I'm going to a dinner party with Zahra tonight…I get to party it up at the US embassy! I'll call you later though. Bye." Alex hung up and Holly took the phone back to her mom's studio. "I'm going to be in my room. I need to finish a painting for school."

"So have you found anything out?" Ella asked Jon, over the phone. "Yeah I found some stuff. My dad said he's been in contact with my birth mom for years. She lives in New Jersey…and then my birth father lives in Illinois…but my dad said he's not really sure about it." "Ok, well I've got fall break coming up in a few days…and I know you're out too. You want to go then? I've already talked with my mom about it. She says anything as long as I'm safe." The two talked for a while longer, before Ella was interrupted and had to go.

"Ella, your dad just called. He says he's in the neighborhood and wants you to meet him somewhere…so pick a place?" Bridget cradled the phone in between her shoulder and ear. "The café…tell him to be there in ten minutes." "Ella says meet her at the little café on the corner, oh yeah the name! It's called Lane's…yeah. I'll make sure she actually shows up."

Ten minutes later, Ella walked into the café. Surprisingly, her father was already there. He waved her down and she walked to the back of the restaurant to greet him. "Hey Ella, I've only got about an hour. I just wanted to see you before I had to leave tonight. How are things going?" "Things are going great." Ella answered. She caught the attention of one of the waiters, one she knew fairly well. He already knew what she wanted. "It'll be right out." "Thanks." She told him, as he walked back into the kitchen.

"So you come here often? They obviously already know your order. Have you made any new friends yet?" Her father asked. "A few…here they come right now."

Lucas had walked into the restaurant with James and Jon in tow. All three of them saw Ella sitting way in the back and made their way through the room to get to her. Jon leaned down and kissed her. "Hey…oh I'm sorry. Did we interrupt something?" Jon looked at the man who was sitting across from Ella. Ella's father looked at Jon and then at Ella. "Ella, who are your friends?" "Well Dad, this is Jon. We've been dating for a while now. And then this is James, Jon's uncle. And then there's Lucas. Lucas was the first person to befriend me. Oh yeah, and he and James are together…" Ella saw her dad's eyes widen at that one. "Guys, I hate to be rude. But I barely get to see my daughter. DO you think we could have some time to ourselves?" Ella's father motioned for the three men to leave so that he could talk privately with Ella.

"I don't think I approve of how your mother is letting you live…I mean you have gay friends and your boyfriend, if that's what you want to call him, is way too old for you! Not to mention that you have that Eric guy to look up to. I'm sure he's a great role model! And now he gets your mom pregnant! He should have just done that in the first place…" He paused and took in a deep breathe. "Listen Ella, all I'm trying to say is that I would like for you to come live in Paris with me and Heather." Ella was definitely surprised by that one. "No." "Excuse me?" He asked. "No thank you?" Ella questioned mockingly. "It was nice seeing you dad…but I don't think that would work out. In fact we both know it wouldn't. You've just never happy and you don't want mom to be either…but guess what? She is happy! She's the happiest I've seen her in years."

Ella's father brought the napkin up to his mouth and dabbed the corners. Bringing it back down, he stood up. "If that's how you feel…then good bye Ella. It was nice, as always."

The waiter placed the cake and cup of coffee on the table. "Doesn't look like it ended well." Jon said, joining her. "Hey Marcus…I just want a scone." Jon handed the waiter the menus that had gathered on the table, and then turned his attention back to Ella. "So…I think I have enough information so far. My dad gave me the address in New Jersey. Her name is Mary. Would it be possible to leave on the 27th? And then also…while I'm on the subject, I have the address in Illinois…Chicago if I'm not mistaken. It may be somewhere around there. My dad wasn't sure about this guy, because his name's not on the birth certificate. He and my mom were not together when I was born…they were actually living on two different continents. Anyways, that's what Mary says." "Yeah, the twenty seventh is fine…" Ella's words slowly drug out and she stared off into space. "What's wrong?" Jon asked her. "Did you and your dad have a fight or something?" "Not really a fight. He just doesn't approve of how my mom's letting me live. He thinks you're ok, but that you're too old for me. And he doesn't approve of James and Lucas…but like I told him. I don't care what he thinks, I love you guys." "Thanks for standing up for us." Jon reached over and placed his hand over hers. Ella smiled and went on. "He also said that he would feel better if I moved to Paris to be with him and his fake wife and their demon children." "And you said no." Jon said it for her. "Exactly…why would I want to leave this place?" A waiter brought Jon his scone and he took a bite of it. "I sure as hell don't know why!" Ella laughed at Jon. "You really shouldn't talk with your mouth full!" Crumbs were falling out of his mouth and off of the scone, onto his shirt.

What you need to know about the past is that no matter what has happened, it has all worked together to bring you to this very moment. And this is the moment you can choose to make everything new, Right now. Author Unknown (VERY PRETTY, I think!)

I thought it would be fun to add a part for Alexia…just because!

Alexia had been attending these functions with Zahra since she had arrived. Now, she and Zahra's eldest daughter Vallari were talking in the corner of the ball room, Vallari's bright red dress standing out in the crowd. Alexia had let Vallari's younger sister, an aspiring fashion designer, design her dress for the evening. "Hey Val! Are you sure it was the best idea to let Deven dress me?" Alexia looked down at the black floor length gown. "You look beautiful! Plus…Jacques, the prime minister's son (Let's just say that the prime minister isn't Tony Blair, and that it's this other guy. And this fictional prime minister has a son named Jacques. Why Jacques, you say? Well because this fictional PM has a French wife! Yeah that's a lot to take in…but his name needs to be Jacques! Lol!) …keeps staring at you…" "No he doesn't!" Alexia playfully hit Vallari on the arm. "Well he's coming this way." Vallari instantly turned on her charm and Jacques took her hand in his and kissed it. "Vallari…always a pleasure. And Alexia," Jacques took the hand Alexia had offered him, and he softly kissed it. "Would you like to dance?"

Alexia looked in Vallari's direction, and Vallari winked at her. "Don't worry, I'll just go find…something to preoccupy myself…oh like that guy over there…" Alexia laughed at Vallari, but turned her attention back to Jacques. "I'd love to."

For the rest of the evening Alexia and Jacques talked and danced. The more she got to know him, the more she started to like him. "Would you like to go outside onto the balcony?" She asked him, as they moved off the dance floor. "The gardens sound better…I love them at night." Jacques smiled and led Alexia out into the garden. "What is it like having your dad as the prime minister?" She asked him. Jacques took her hand in his. Alexia was surprised by his boldness. "It's different. I get a lot of attention from the news and media. I have a body guard…I go to oxford…you know that much." Alexia loved the way he smiled when he talked about his life. Most children, whose parent's were diplomatic figures, hated to be in the spotlight…but Jacques seemed to be following in his father's foot steps. He was now studying to be a lawyer at Oxford.

"And then she told me that she couldn't be with me, because I was getting too much attention from the media. She said she didn't want to get a bad rep…so that's what happened with my last relationship…what about you?" Jacques asked Alexia. "Let's see…where do I start?" "Is it that bad?" Asked Jacques, when he saw the pained expression appear on her face. "I met Sean in my freshmen English class in college. We dated for about a year. And then he decides to break it to me that he wants to break up with me…for my younger sister!" "Oh! Your story beats mine! Are you and your sister ok though?" "My parents sent her to Greece for a few weeks, and then when she got back I was leaving for London…so we didn't really get to talk. But I did talk to her this afternoon before I came here. And we're fine. I told her that I was happy for her and Sean."

"And that's it? You let it go that easily?" Jacques stared at Alexia with a look of confusion, and at the same time, admiration, in his eyes. "Yes I did. I learned that I had to if I wanted to get on with my life." She slowly moved her hand closer to his and covered it. "We should probably go back inside. We've been out here for a while…and this party is kind of for your dad's campaign…" Jacques stood up off of the stone bench he and Alexia had been sitting on. "I guess you're right. Thanks for talking with me…I get kind of lonely being the Prime minister's son. I only get to mingle with the high and mighty…its nice having you around." "I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or as an insult!" Alexia let Jacques open the door for her. Jacques placed his hand on Alexia's lower back and started to guide her back onto the dance floor. "Take it as a compliment."

Just as they were about to start dancing, the music stopped, and everyone turned their head towards the dining hall. "Dinner is served," The butler called from beside the large oak doors. The two doors opened and all of the guests found their way to their seats. Jacques led Alexia to her seat, beside Vallari and Zahra. He winked at her as he sat down near the head of the table, next to his mother.

Um…who to write about next?...I'm not really sure! This chapter was just about Alexia making sure everything was ok with her and Holly…I think I accomplished that! Rachel