JAMES'S POV

I sat in the tour bus, gazing at my reflection in the mirror that sat in front of me and fixing my hair to perfection.

I heard footsteps behind me before hearing a long sigh and the voice of Kendall,

"You're seriously worse than a teenage girl when it comes to worrying about your looks." He said, hitting me in the back of the head. I rolled my eyes, fixing the hairs back into place.

I stood up, rummaging through my things to find a bandana to wear on my head.

"You okay, James?" He asked me, opening the bottle of water that was in his hand.

"What? Oh, yeah, I'm fine." I said, lying a little, "I've just been thinking about some things lately." I added before slipping on my black and white converse shoes.

"You're James Diamond, since when do you 'Think'?" He said, raising an eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes, "I'm not that dumb, okay?" I said, getting a little angry.

Kendall threw up his hands in defense, "Sorry."

I rolled my eyes again before exiting the tour bus and walking across the parking lot to the country club entrance.

TORI'S POV

"Tori, what do you mean you can't go tonight?!" Savannah yelled as she walked in the front door.

"I mean exactly what it sounds like. I can't go. Marisol loaded me down with a ton of work so I couldn't go tonight." I explained, running a dust rag up the banister of the staircase as we walked up it.

"Tori, please! I can help! We can get you there!" Savannah begged and assured. "It can't be that bad."

I gave my friend a look before pushing open Mandy and Miranda's bedroom door.

She gasped at the mess, "HOW DO HUMANS EVEN LIVE IN THIS?!"

"I ask myself the same question." I said before walking into the room. I sat the trash bag down on the floor and began throwing empty food containers away. I looked up at Savannah standing in the doorway, "You better go and start getting ready for tonight..." I trailed off, feeling a tear run down my cheek a I quickly wiped it away.

"Tori, I'm not going if you're not going." She said, kneeling down beside me and helping me throw some trash away.

"Savannah, don't do this. You love them so much. Don't let me keep you from going." I assured her as Marisol walked into the room, kicking some trash my way.

"I'm taking your sisters to get their hair done for tonight and we're going straight to the party. We won't be back until after midnight." She said as Miranda and Mandy appear on each side of her. "Come on girls, leave Tori to get her work done."

"Have fun." Mandy and Miranda said in unison, dumping some more trash on the floor.

I rolled my eyes, angrily picking up the trash. I felt my eyes start to well up with tears and Savannah wrapped her arms around me In a hug.

"Savannah, I just wanted to be in the same room with him. That's all. Now I won't even get to do that!" I said, throwing down the trash I had in my hands. I pushed her away, bringing my knees to my chest and beginning to cry.

"I've got it!" Savannah said, jumping up from the floor and taking her phone out.

"What?" I asked, curious as I wiped a few stray Tears from my cheeks.

"Braden." She simply answered, referring to our other close friend.

"What about Braden?" I asked, following her down the hall and the steps.

"His sisters. They clean as their job! They could have this place spotless in an hour and a half." She said, dialing Braden's phone number.

"No. Savannah, I can't let them do that.-" I started to say but was cut off.

"Tori, you're going to the party." She answered, going to the other room as our friend answered the phone.

I heard Savannah explain the situation to Braden, followed by a joyous "Tell them thank you!" and I felt a small smile form on my lips.

Savannah ran back into the living room, unlocking the door so Braden's sisters could let themselves in when they got here. I felt her latch onto my arm, dragging me up the steps.

"Would you come on?! We've got to get you ready!" She said.

I hesitated, "This isn't right..."

"Tori, think back on all the horrible things those people have done to you! This is the right thing to do. You deserve this."

I let out a sigh, "I never went to buy a dress, I just figured I wasn't going." I confessed.

Savannah ran downstairs and out the door. I gave her a confused look as she re entered with two black dress bags.

"Which is why I brought you one." She said, smiling.

I couldn't help but laugh as she excitedly grabbed my arm and dragged me upstairs.

She handed me the bag and pushed me into the bathroom, closing the door, "Try it on! You're going to hate it! It will be awesome!"

"It's frilly, isn't it?" I said, unenthused. I heard my friend laugh and I rolled my eyes.

I unzipped the dress bag, taking out the garment.

I'm not one to like girly things, let alone princess type dresses.

But...

This dress was absolutely beautiful and I would never know how to pay Savannah back for it.

It was a beautiful pure white, accented with diamonds. The top was normal and strapless. A row of diamonds separated the top of the dress from the bottom which expanded into a poofy princess type of dress.

I slipped the beautiful piece of clothing on and stepped back to look in the mirror.

I exited the bathroom, walking to my room where Savannah was doing her hair.

"Oh my god..." She said, setting her curling iron down. "You look amazing!" She exclaimed.

"Savannah, I'm never gonna be able to pay you back for-"

"Don't worry about it. It's what friends are for. The dress practically told me to buy it for you. I had a good feeling when I touched it." She said and I laughed.

"You're so weird." I said, slipping my black and white converse on my feet.

I heard my friend sigh, "You're wearing those?" She asked in a somewhat disgusted tone.

"Yes, I refuse to wear heels." I stated, Putting a few curls in my hair before pulling it partially up.

"And to top it all off..." Savannah said, digging through her purse. He placed a white mask over my eyes and a tiny diamond encrusted tiara on my head.

"Wow, cheesy much?" I joked at how I looked.

"You look amazing, don't deny it. Mr. James Diamond is gonna fall for you." She said, placing her mask on her face.

I heard the door click open, signaling that Braden's sisters had arrived and we ran downstairs to meet them.

I hugged them both, feeling like I wasn't saying 'Thank You' enough.

Savannah finally pulled me out of the house and to her car.

"Time to go meet your prince, Cinderella." She said, laughing before pulling out of the driveway and heading down the road.

"You just HAD to make the situation cheesier, didn't you?" I asked, laughing and leaning back in the seat.

In the pit of my stomach I hoped she was right. I hoped James was everything I had imagined. But I had to remember that he was still a pop star and I was still a no one...

I had to remember nothing would change.