Max sat up in her bed, sweat running down her face.

"No…" she said. "It was just a dream, Max. Don't worry." And with that, she laid back down.

Only to have the alarm go off ten seconds later, making her jump. She groaned and turned it off. She walked to her closet, opening it up. Inside held thousands and thousands of shirts, pants, skirts, even some dresses. It was Max's hellhole.

But Erid's wonderland.

She instantly picked out her white see-through, off the shoulder top with a black tank underneath. She chose black tuxedo shorts and then she deemed herself ready to face the world.

"Wait!" she yelled. She ran to her vanity and put on a pair of sunglasses. "All good." And then she walked out the door and into the street. The paparazzi were instantly all over her, yelling questions. She tried to answer them as nicely as she could but, at times, she wanted to break their necks.

"Erid! Who did you write Brown Eyes about?!" Max stopped dead in her tracks. And then she started walking again.

"Just an old boyfriend." She shook it off politely.

"What was his name?"

"I don't see how that would be important. Now could you guys let me through? I need a latte," Max said, pushing her way into Starbucks. She heard at least twenty people suck in their breath at the sight of her. She walked up to the girl at the counter.

"Monique," Max fought her urge to wince, "I'll have a latte, please."

"Yes, Ms. Maximum. Or could I call you Erid?" Monique said, a bit frazzled.

"Erid is fine." Max smiled at her. She ran into the back room and Max sat down at a table. She looked up as the bell rang – signaling that the door was opening. In walked a black sixteen-ish girl, a cute little blonde girl and a tall, dark older boy.

"Um, Erid…?" Max looked up at Monique and smiled. She got up to get her latte and accidently backed up into the tall, dark guy. He instantly grabbed her elbow and steadied her.

"Oh, sorry. I'm such a klutz. Hi, I'm Erid Maximum. And you are…?" Max rambled. The little girl and the African American girl were absolutely bouncing up and down.

And then she recognized them and her face fell. She really wished she didn't ask him who he was.

Because she already knew who they were.

"I'm Fang and these are my sisters Nudge and Angel," he said, obviously bored.

"Hi Fang." Max turned away from them, stunned. Why didn't Fang recognize her? All those years… you'd think he would recognize her but no. Max fought back tears. She sat back at her table and she heard the two girls talking to Fang. He looked at Max and then realization dawned in his eyes.

And at that exact moment Max's phone rang.

"Hello?" she asked, avoiding Fang's eyes.

"Get over here. NOW!" Max's manager, Ella – yes, her sister – yelled.

"Chill Ella. I'm coming down Broadway right now," she lied with ease.

"No you're not. I'm looking at you sitting in Starbucks right now." Max looked out the window and – sure enough – there was a pissed off Ella. Max rolled her eyes and made a show of hanging up. Ella scowled and then stomped in.

"Maaxx…" Ella warned. Max sighed and then followed her out the door just as Brown Eyes came on in Starbucks.

Haha Fang didn't remember her!

And yes, you guys will see why Fang left Max. I just have to figure out why first…

*Starts hard thinking process*