Hey guys, I'd just like to thank you guys for being so amazing and actually sticking with me. I'm a very spacey girl, so I'm actually glad I can get back to writing and focus a little bit. Now lets see what 2014 can do.

I was out of the door and heading towards the beach shortly after my shower. It was nearing noon as my mom went off to work and Tawnie had called me on my cell. I told her to meet me and so that's how we ended up in the parking lot.

"Tomorrow is the table read, are you excited?" Tawnie asked, her eyes shimmering as I shrugged. "Well, as long as your girlfriend keeps her comments to herself, I think we'll all be fine."

"I told you to stop talking about her like that. What you see on T.V isn't always what you get."

"Yeah and in your case," Tawnie faced me, "you've gotten the worse end of Mikayla."

"Lets just go." I climbed from the car first, as Tawnie did the same from hers. We were actually talking between our car windows until now. I didn't know where Mikayla was or if she made it to the beach yet. "So where would she be?"

"I don't know, she's your eye candy. Why not call her?"

"Because I have her phone." I rose the object as Tawnie quickly grabbed it from my fingers.

"So, we can find out about her friends since you're so worried about them."

"I'm not worried about them. I trust Mikayla." We were heading down a path, watching the pole numbers grow from ten to twenty.

"Yeah, a little too much," she scoffed as I studied her.

"Tawnie, you don't know Mikayla. So stop judging her."

"You're right, Sonny. You and I are supposed to be friends and yet I know nothing about your girlfriend really. None of your friends do. She doesn't want to hang out with us and she's always pulling you away. The girl has sharing issues."

"You think we're friends?" I smiled.

"At times I do. But don't think I won't say I hate you without a second thought," Tawnie wagged her finger in the air as I nudged her with my shoulder.

"Yay, we're friends."

"Sonny, don't," the blonde scoffed at me as we stopped and scanned the area." Where was she last time?"

"Right over there," I signaled towards one of the closed tents as Tawnie began trailing in that direction. "But she could be somewhere else," I paced after the girl.

"Or, get this Sonny, she could of rented the tent and use it whenever she wants."

"Can people really do that?" I asked once we neared the object.

"You DO need to get out more." With a flick of her wrist, Tawnie grabbed a thick end of the tent's flap and pulled it open. Thank god it wasn't someone other then one of Mikayla's friends I had seen before. The girl still jumped back, startled before taking a breath.

"Sonny Monroe, who would of guessed," she smiled as I tried to remember which girl she was.

"Hi. Is Mikayla anywhere near here?"

"Kay. Um, she was on her way when I spoke to her an hour ago. But I guess she changed her mind or something." The blonde turned to face Tawnie before smiling. "The infamous Tawnie Heart, I've always wanted to see you in person."

"I'm sure you have," Tawnie nodded, grabbing my arm. "If she isn't here we can look somewhere else."

"No," the blonde girl spoke up, "just call her on Joey's cell, I'm sure she's with her."

"Joey?" I question as the girl nods.

"Joey's the short dark haired girl you met the other day. I bet you don't even remember me either." the girl sighed.

"Sorry, I only remember faces." I spoke up.

"Its Cadence. I'm the chick that's usually at a designated place before anyone else." Without another word, the girl found a chair to sit on and gazed between Tawnie and I.

"Did she say where she was going?" I asked.

"Like I said, call Joey."

"But I don't know her number."

"Ugh," she rolled her eyes, lifting her phone to dial out as Tawnie began tapping on something. I faced her to notice she was still holding Mikayla's phone.

"What are you doing?" I whispered as Tawnie placed the phone up against her ear.

"Is that Kay's phone?" Cadence asked, her eyes on me as I nod quietly.

"Hi, you don't know me but I have Mikayla's phone. Can you put her on please?" Tawnie didn't even announce her name as I pulled the phone away from her. The other end was sort of muffled before I heard a familiar voice.

"Sonny you had my phone?" Mikayla asked from the other end. I was sort of relieved to have heard her voice since I hadn't attempted to go back to her house since earlier. "Well Tawnie was the one that just called, but yeah," I nodded, "I thought you would of guessed it was missing when you left this morning. We're at the beach with Cadence and…"

"With who?" Mikayla asked surprised.

"Uh, I think that's her name. She was waiting here for you as well I guess."

"Sonny I.. just… just wait there, we should be there in a few minutes. Just…stay."

"O-kay," I hesitated as she hung up the phone. "Well, she told us to stay put."

"Like always," Cadence found a soda that I hadn't seen before. She opened it quickly, sipping on the cool liquid as Tawnie flopped down in a seat next to her.

"I hope your little play thing doesn't take forever," Tawnie sighed as I narrowed my eyes on her.

"Oh don't worry Sonny. I knew about you two for a long time now. Mikayla rarely keep secrets from me." The blonde faced Tawnie who seemed bored of the conversation.

"And what about Joey?" I questioned, remembering the bulk texts the girl sent to Mikayla's phone earlier.

"What about her?"

"I never heard of her until a few days ago. Mikayla never talks about her and yet that's who she hangs out with the most or? What?"

"Um," Cadence looked between Tawnie and I before sighing. "Sonny, there are things you wouldn't understand."

"Oh really," I crossed my arms, "try me."

"I can't tell you things if Mikayla refuses to. But I will give you answers if you ask the right questions. I don't lie. But I don't give out information unless someone asks." Cadence leaned in her chair, sipping on her soda as I pulled the last lawn chair towards me. I sat in front of the girl, thinking of something to ask. Anything. Everything. My mind was racing and yet I didn't know where to start.

"Is she Mikayla's ex or something?" I bring up the matter that bugged me the most.

"Ha," Cadence smiled, "no. She's nothing like that. Or at least not to my knowledge. But they are close."

"Close as in?" I asked.

"No, that isn't a proper question." She shifted in her seat as Tawnie rolled her eyes.

"Let me help you," my friend spoke up, "Joey sent texts to Alex last night, as well as you and your other groupies. Tell us, what were those texts about? What's up with Mikayla? Did you guys ever find out or?"

"Whoa, slow down there Sherlock. I don't know what was up with Mikayla. She didn't tell any of us. She kind of just fell off the grid last night and…"

"She was with me," I mumbled. "But not all that night."

"Oh, then you saw what state she was in when she up and left us. We were scared half to death for her might I add."

"You guys were with her when she was drunk? Or drinking?" I added.

"We were with her for a little while, yes. She had a lot to talk about, and so we listened."

"We? Who's this we?" Tawnie asked as I sighed before Cadence went on.

"And the 'we' I'm referring to is Joey, Amy, Stella and I, if you must know," she told Tawnie. "But she left without a word and I guess ended up at your place."

"What was something she said to you guys?" I asked.

"That's not a proper question."

"Fine, was she talking about me? Was she worried about me? Did it have to do with me?"

"Does it always have to be about you Sonny?" Cadence curled up her nose. I felt like I was getting nowhere with her. "But I guess I can say that she was talking about you. You're her problem a lot of days among other small problems."

"Don't keep me in the dark what did she say?"

"Ask the right questions and you'll know?"

"Ugh," I stood, walking towards the tent flap, fed up with the girl just as I stepped back out onto the open beach. The sun felt warm against my face as I scanned the area for Mikayla. Her friends were just like her, staying closed up and secretive. They were meant for each other. I heard Tawnie on the inside, she was bickering with the girl as I thought of something better to ask. But nothing came to mind that would be completely clear. But how come Mikayla never really told me anything about her friends that much? I knew of them, but she never gave them a name or a face. And now that I know the girls, I had to find out more about Joey. I went back inside the tent.

"How long has Mikayla known Joey?" My words were quick and clear.

"Six years, maybe seven."

"Is there something you know about her that Mikayla won't tell me?"

"About Joey?"

"Answer the question," I crossed my arms, feeling a slight rush since I was rarely demanding.

"Joey is the only one out of the four of us who knew Mikayla before and after she became famous. She's usually the first person she calls. But since you want to be put out of your misery, Mikayla has never been with Joey, which I've stated before. She doesn't like her in that way. Besides, she has you."

"And Joey?"

"Joey what?"

"Does Joey like Mikayla?"

"I just said that Mikayla doesn't like Joey, so why does it matter?" Cadence was about to say something else when the tent's flap opened and the last of the girls walked in. I was relieved to see Mikayla since I left her this morning getting the third degree from Miranda.

"Is everything okay?" I couldn't help being concerned.

"I'm fine Sonny." She hugged Cadence before gazing at Tawnie. "I see you brought blondie."

"Hello to you too."

I don't know why I wasn't relieved instantly when I saw Mikayla, but at least she was safe. The girls gathered around in lawn chairs and on the cool sand. I stood where I was, not really having much to say since I was stuck on what went on earlier.

"Sonny was worried about you Mikayla, so don't just brush her off when she asks a question." Tawnie stood, walking next to me, "What's up with the short stack," she signaled over to Joey.

"Tawnie, no one told you to come and rain on our parade. Besides, Sonny and I can talk about it later."

"But I want to clear the air between us now," I added in as Mikayla scoffed.

"Sonny, please, not today and definitely not right now."

"Fine," I tossed her phone towards her, watching as she caught it before I walked out of the tent. Tawnie soon followed with her arms crossed and eyes on me.

"Okay, I don't understand what just happened. You were worried about her all day and now that she's right there, you're just going to give her the phone and leave?"

"Its what she wants."

"So what!" Tawnie slightly yelled. "God, Sonny. I care about you, and this relationship with her is toxic if she won't talk to you." Rustling from the inside of the tent caused us to turn only to meet the familiar brown eyes.

"Seriously Tawnie?" Mikayla stepped out, "this isn't why I left the house today. I don't want to talk about anything right now. Not about my stupid life at least, so drop it. Stop forcing your opinions on Sonny because I don't want her questioning me."

"Its not like you answer me anyway," I began to pace back onto the sidewalk from the sand, wondering why I even bother half the time. A hand landed against my wrist and as I turned to my surprise, Mikayla had followed.

"Sonny, I'm not trying to push you away. I just don't want to talk."

"My god Mikayla, if something is eating away at you, I'd rather know about it then feel as if I don't matter to you."

"Some things, you just don't want to say."

"I'm going to walk away now." I turned quickly, tracing my steps back to the car and never in a thousand years would I try to open the door and be stopped by Mikayla. She had never followed me unless I begged her to.

"You can hang with my friends and I. Sonny, I need you today."

"I'm not in the mood to deal with you belittling me."

"I won't."

"Oh how I don't believe that. Besides, you and I never seem to get along with your so called friends around. So I guess I'll see you on set tomorrow." I opened the car door just as Mikayla ran her fingers over my elbow.

"What do you want?" she whispered.

"What?" I was cut off guard, quickly facing her as Tawnie finally made it over.

"Lets go Sonny, I'm thinking the ice-cream parlor before a movie." Tawnie happily bounced around as I studied Mikayla. Was it weird to question your girlfriend and her motives for being nice? Normally, no. But with her it seemed she never had a solid nice moment with me anymore.

"I promise I won't get lippy with you or… upset you, or at least I'll try not to. I just want you with me. Please?"

"Whoa, is Mikayla asking you to stay?" Tawnie's eyebrow slid up in surprise as I tried to fight my better judgment. She knew how to pull me in.

"One more movie," Mikayla pleaded as I gathered my onset school supplies. We were at her house for over seven hours watching movies. I had to get home before midnight but that wasn't the case with Mikayla.

"I really have to head home."

"But I'll only be in town for another two nights and then I'm off on tour. Sonny, please," she gave me a slight pout, bringing a smile to my face. "Besides, we haven't seen each other much since filming."

"I know," I brushed my curls behind my ear before walking over to her. "I'll come over first thing after work tomorrow," I kissed her softly before her pouting began once more.

"Just one more movie, please," her fingers cupped my hands as I rolled my eyes, a smile working its way across my face. "One more," she came in for another kiss, pulling me in just as I went limp in her arms.

"Fine," I breathe out once she gave me a chance.

"Yay," she lead me back over towards the sofa as I crossed my arms.

"You're impossible."

"And you love me for it," her words hummed in the air as I nodded.

"I do."

"Sonny, please," Mikayla had her hands cupping mine as I fought with myself.

"If you don't argue with me then….I guess I can stay." I breathed out.

"Boo," Tawnie rolled her eyes. "Fine Mikayla, you won this round, but I swear, if you continue to hurt Sonny, I'll break you." Her eyes shimmered in the sunlight as Mikayla waved her away.

We made it back to the tent where all four girls patiently awaited us. I sat next to Joey who was sipping on a soda.

"So, where should we go today girls?" Amy, the blonde one, spoke up. Mikayla had been pacing the small tent before her eyes stopped on mine. Was she upset or worried about something?

"I think we should go to the pier," her words caused an uproar as I stood.

"But won't paparazzi be there? I thought it was our goal to avoid them." I asked as her friends basked in the idea.

"I think it'll be fun," Joey smiled.

"Mikayla. I don't…" my words were cut off by her walking over.

"Sonny, don't ruin the fun. Its only the pier." As everyone grabbed their things I felt a pinch in my side. Mikayla never liked the pier because the paparazzi would always be there. Her view of the place was always for what it was, packed, and celebrity hungry. I could remember just weeks ago when Hannah threw her birthday party there, it was insane. I held my breath as we made it to our cars.

"Can I drive?" Mikayla extended her hand out to me for the keys.

"I don't think this is a good idea."

"Stop worrying," she tried calming me as I handed her the silver objects. Cadence rode with us while everyone else went with Joey. Once we were parked and inside of the pier, that's when my own panic set in. People were squealing or running towards us for photographs or autographs. Mostly Mikayla, but still the two of us.

"Lets ride the bumper cars." Joey suggested, pulling Mikayla away from me as the rest of us followed in toe. We buckled ourselves in our own cars and once the bell went off, it felt as if it was an all out Sonny war. I was slammed a few times by Amy and then a handful of times by Cadence and Stella. But the one who ran into me the most was Joey. I barley had a chance to move, and as lights flashed from far away cameras, we were released from the cars.

"I say we go on the roller coaster next," Amy smiled.

"I'm going to sit," I told them all. Maybe I was paranoid to worry about Mikayla so much. She asked if I was okay and after telling her to have fun I sat in peace. Or, at least what would be considered peace. I sat in my own silence for what seemed like forever. No one came back to find me, that was, no one except Joey.

"Hey Sonny, this is fun right?" She asked, her eyes working me.

"I was left to rot, but its fun."

"You were the one who wanted to sit out."

"I don't like roller coasters."

"Oh, who knew," Joey shrugged, her dark locks fanning across her face.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Um, sure, why not." Joey finally sat next to me.

"How long have you known Mikayla?"

"I don't know, eight, nine years maybe."

"Have you always liked her?" My question caught the girl off guard as she turned into me.

"No. Not the entire time, but, I know she's yours."

"But she tells you things she doesn't tell me."

"How am I supposed to know?" The girl shrugged as we spotted the group walking back over.

"I just need someone to be honest with me about what's bugging Mikayla. You'd want the best for her right?"

"Telling you wouldn't be in her best interest. Sorry." The girl stood as everyone placed food onto the table. I hated this. Everything about Mikayla and not being able to relax, over thinking everything, I hated it.

"We're eating corndogs," Mikayla slid the tray over towards me as I sighed, nodding.

I haven't said anything here yet, but I have a wattpad account. Yeah, big shocker right. Well I have a story I'll be posting here called "Years Past," and its by far the longest Demena I've ever written. It's a progression story from age seven to 18 so far. I remember how you guys like those type of stories. Its basically novel based, and the final Demena I'll work on as a whole. The other stories will still be completed of course.

Years Past, is extremely long, and so far has over 68 pages in age 16. I'm not even done with that age yet. And 48 pages in age 17, without being done with it. I'm seriously almost 200 (400 double spaced) pages in on that story, Just sit back and relax, because Its going to be amazing. I hope. Anyway, I'm back off to defeat writer's block. I hope I can beat it.