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As I stepped out into the main room, Aaron was tongue kissing the slore (slut-whore) again. I tried to hold back my word vomit, but it came out anyways.

"You flipping good-for-nothing son of a bitch! Get the hell out of my studio! You're fired and I never want to see your face around here again!" I yelled. Everyone looked at me as my face turned a scarlet red. I wasn't used to everyone seeing me angry like that.

Aaron looked at me with a bored expression. "Whatever," he said, heading back into his dressing room. The slore headed outside to wait for him on the sidewalk. Kendall gave me a bear hug and Naomi joined him. Soon enough, Ella and Hil had joined those two.

"E sandwich!" Hil squealed, giggling. I laughed along with them, glad that Aaron was out of my life. As he left the dressing room with all of his possessions, I gave him the dirtiest look that I could muster.

Two weeks later

After a fruitless attempt to find a new guitarist, I was completely ready to give up. Kendall, Naomi, Hil and I sat behind a large desk while we waited for Ella to tell the contestants outside that they could go home. I groaned in frustration, hitting my head on the table.

"Ugh! So many people in New York City and we can't find one decent guitarist?" I asked to no one in particular. Ella came back inside, looking weary.

"Well, they're all gone," she said. "And you're positive you won't let him back-"

"No!" Hil and I said at the same time. Ella shrugged and joined us at our table.

"Do you guys have any friends?" she asked. "That can, you know, rock out on the guitar perhaps." Nai giggled and Hil and I laughed bitterly.

Kendall raised his hand.

"I don't know why I didn't think of him before," he said half to himself, half to us. "He's a great guitar player. Been playing since he was five." Hil gave him a questioning look, so Kendall rolled his eyes. "My friend Ander!"

"Oh God, not another A hunk," I said, thinking of Aaron.

"No, he's not like that. Plus, I think he already has a girlfriend," Kendall said.

Hil put her hand on my shoulder. "Yeah, E," she agreed. "He's so sweet and he's an awesome guitar player."

I shrugged. "Why the hell not? Bring him in," I said. Kendall and Hil high-fived and Kendall began dialing on his Smart Phone.

"Max, what is the flock doing?" Ella asked in a whisper.

I shrugged. "Same old, same old. They're finding jobs, making friends. Nudge is at NYU because she lied about her age. Angel and Gazzy are going to school. Iggy's trying to get a job as a detective or a cop. Fang is…" And then it hit me. I had no idea what Fang was doing. He had been trying to get a job as a waiter in a restaurant, but somehow it didn't seem to fit him. "Fang is settling in." Ella's smile formed across her golden cheeks.

"That's great that they're all fitting in," she said. "My friend asked me if I had any artist friends around because she wants some nice artwork in her house. I told her I didn't. I just had to check with you."

"Hey, E! Ander is going to come tomorrow. He's spending a weekend in Vermont snowboarding, so he'll be back as soon as he can," Kendall said.

"Great!" I said, truly happy for the first time since I saw Aaron kiss the slore. "Hey guys, do you want to have a band dinner tonight? My treat. Tutto Bene in the West Village." Everyone gasped and went to get their jackets. Ella stayed behind, pretending to shuffle papers.

"You're invited too, Ells," I told her. "You're only the biggest part of the band. If you hadn't gotten us that gig at your friend's party, 'GERONIMO!' wouldn't exist." (AN: GERONIMO! Is the name of their band. Sorry, I'm ad a band names)

"Well, okay," Ella said, hugging me. "But don't tell Mom."

"Tell Mom what?" I asked, pulling away from her hug. "Is there something I should know about?"

Ella blushed a radiant red. "Well, I was going to invite my…you know…boyfriend." I squealed in excitement.

"You have a boyfriend?" I asked with overprotective mother qualities. "What's his name? How do you know him? How far have you two gone?"

"Jeez, Max. Chill with the questions! You know him already," Ella said, throwing me a line.

Only one picture came to mind. "Kendall?" I asked in bewilderment.

Ella made a face. "Ugh, no! It's Iggy," she said shyly. A blank stare came across my face. Ella and Iggy? No. Ella was too…pure for Iggy's taste.

Wasn't she?

"How far have you two gone already?" I asked immediately. Ella backed off.

"He only asked me out yesterday. Tonight we were going to go out together, but I think it would be a good idea to go with you," she said. "You know, just so it's not weird if we don't get along."

I smiled. "That's great Ella," I said in genuine honesty. "Now, come on! Go get your jacket, call Iggy up. Whatever you need to do. We're on the road in five minutes." Ella rushed out of the bare room, cell phone in hand, jacket only halfway on.

I looked around the bare room with a sigh before I left.

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