So I have been in a big writing mood lately but only in small increments at a time, hence the short chapters. I figured though I would just upload once I finished the next chapter instead of only once a week. So here is another chapter. I will probably have another up in a couple days. Thanks for your amazing reviews!

Disclaimer: I don't own VA

RPOV

As we walked back into the gym, I looked around trying to find Lissa. I caught sight of her and took a deep breath when I saw who she was with. Everyone. She was with all of my old high school friends. Dimitri noticed my nervousness and said something. "What's wrong Roza?"

"It's nothing," I replied, "Just that, I missed so much these last few years; two weddings, my best friend's parents dying, my best friend getting pregnant. What else did I miss? I feel terrible already. I'm such a bad friend." I hung my head in shame. What kind of friend am I? When I moved, I didn't just cut Lissa and Dimitri out. I cut all of my friends out.

"Roza," Dimitri said, tilting my chin up so that I was looking at him, "They know how important your dreams were to you. They aren't upset or angry that you missed the last five years. We all missed the last five years of your life as well. So much happened to you and the only difference is that we could see everything that happened in your life through tabloids and the Internet."

He did have a point I guess. I still felt incredibly guilty, but I knew they would understand, right? I took another breath and summoned up as much determination as I could. We walked up to them and everyone turned our way. There was a moment of stunned silence when they all saw me. "Uh, hey guys," I said, giving an awkward wave. Just like that, they were all in an uproar. In what I can only describe as what a warthog feels like when a pride of lions descend, they all ran at me, scooping me up in big bear hugs. I enjoyed it sure, but it was a bit overwhelming.

I was unbelievably happy to see them all though. They were all here. Mason, Eddie, Ivan, Mia, Jill, and Sydney, along with Adrian, Christian, and Lissa. I just couldn't believe they were all here. Apparently they all thought the same thing about me because that was the first comment out of everyone's mouths.

"How's the life of an international super star treating you?" asked Mason.

"It's been great. I have traveled all over the world and met a lot of my idols," I said. There was so much more to my career than that and honestly, most of the time it's so overwhelming and busy I don't have time to enjoy things like the places I'm staying or the people I meet. Of course, I wouldn't tell any of them that. It seems self-centered to complain about a life that most people would kill for.

"Have you met Ryan Reynolds? Or Brad Pitt? Oh my gosh, have you met George Clooney?!" Mia asked me excitedly. I had to laugh. These are the kinds of questions I get all the time from fans.

"No, they aren't really in my area of entertainment. They are actors and I'm a singer. Though, I am really good friends with Ambrose Bryant," I told her with a smile. Ambrose was another really famous singer and our paths have crossed on many occasions because we belong to the same record label. He is my closest friend in L.A. and there is more than one rumor going around that we are dating. Dimitri must be aware of this fact because I can feel him tense next to me.

"Wow, he's one of the hottest male singers around right now! Is it true you guys are dating? If not, is he single?" Mia asked with hopeful eyes.

I laughed and replied, "No we are not dating, he is just a good friend. I don't know if he is single or not though. Last I checked he was with someone but they hadn't made it public." I looked over at Dimitri and could see he visibly relaxed when I said we weren't dating.

"Oh, Hollywood gossip! Spill!" said Lissa. Her and Mia were looking at me with eyes full of wonder.

"Sorry guys, I can't reveal all my Hollywood secrets just yet," I replied, much to their chagrin. The truth was, Ambrose was secretly seeing Tatiana Ivashkov, the owner of the record label we belonged to. He started as her masseuse until they started a romantic relationship and she signed him to the label. At first, I thought that Ambrose was only with her so that she would sign him, because lord knows I don't know why he would actually want to be in a relationship with the bitch. He has told me numerous times though that he really did care about her and that even though it was mostly a physical relationship and was not monogamous by any means, he did care for her deeply.

"Speaking of Hollywood," Adrian began, "How is my dear great aunt?" It was like he could read my mind. Tatiana was actually Adrian's great nephew, and also her favorite one. They were really close and I wondered if he knew about her and Ambrose.

I gave him a pointed look and said, "She still doesn't really like me but whatever." Tatiana and I have never gotten along, but when Adrian set me up with an appointment with her, she couldn't deny I had talent and signed me, regardless of her personal feelings.

Adrian is actually the only person I kept in a little bit of contact with after I moved to L.A. We haven't talked in a couple years but for the first year, when I couldn't get a job or an appointment with any record labels, I called him and asked for his help. We stayed in contact for a few months but once my career took off, we stopped talking.

"So," I said, changing the subject from my career and Hollywood, "Where is this wife of yours Adrian? I'm really looking forward to meeting the crazy woman that you actually convinced to marry you." I thought my joke was funny, but not as funny as everyone else seemed to think it was. They were almost on the ground in laughter. "What? What am I missing?"

"Little Singer," Adrian said reaching behind him and pulling someone forward, "This is my wife." I was stunned. So unbelievably stunned that I don't even know how long I stood there with my jaw on the floor with wide eyes. He had pulled forward Sydney Sage. I guess some things do change.