A/N Thanks for everybody who has added this to their favorites and subscribed. Sorry I took so long, I've been busy with school. Here's a nice long chapter to make it up to you.

Chapter 7

I pulled into the parking lot and turned off the engine of my car. I pulled my mocha out of the cup holder and headed for the front door of the studio. When I got inside I headed for door D4. I pushed open the door, expecting to be one of the last ones there, but it was only Dave.

"Good morning," he said.

"We're filming today right?" I asked nervously.

"Yeah, you're just a few minutes early, that's all."

"Okay good," I laughed, a flood of relief entering my voice. "Well, I'll be in my dressing room if you need me."

"Okay."

To my surprise, the door to my dressing room was open when I got there. I could have sworn I'd closed it last night. And I can't see why Dave or any of the hair, make up, or wardrobe people would need to get in there. Oh well, it didn't really matter.

When I got in I began my normal routine, put my backpack on the spare chair, head out to wardrobe for my clothes, get my hair and make up done, and read over my lines. After hair and make up I went back to my dressing room for my script, and when I did, I found a note on my chair.

I picked it up slowly, as if in one of those slow dramatic scenes of a mystery movie.I slowly unfolded the paper and began to read it.

"Dear Baily,

Last night was fun. Wana go out again? This time make it a date? If you do, let me know and I'll pick you up at 7.

-Atticus"

"Hey." i jumped, it was Vanessa. "Whatcha got there?" she asked, throwing her bag on the chair beside mine.

"A note," I tried not to blush.

"Can I read it?" she looked excited.

"Okay," I handed her the note. "But don't yell or anything."

Vanessa began to read the note. "Why would I ye...OH MY GOD!" she whispered jumping up and down. "OH MY GOD I TOLD YOU, I so told you. Are you gonna say yes?"

I nodded, too happy to speak.

"Well I gotta go to wardrobe, but I'll be back ASAP. Tell him the minute you see him." and she dashed off to the other end of the hallway.

There was a knock on my door.

"Come in," I said trying to talk and put in my fangs at the same time. I looked up, it was Atticus. "Hey."

"Hey," he said nervously, sitting down on the couch behind him. "I'm just waiting for my turn in wardrobe, thought I'd, you know, stop in."

"I got your note," I smiled. "And yes, I'd love to go out tonight."

Atticus sighed. "Yes! God i could have sworn I was gonna get rejected. Well to tell you the truth I'm supposed to be in wardrobe right now, I just really wanted to hear your answer." he said standing up and heading towards the door.

"See you at 7?"

"See you at 7," I waved as he ran down the hall.

"See who at 7?" Vanessa asked returning to our dressing room.

"My date tonight."

"You said yes?"

"Uh huh," I couldn't help it, I was grinning from ear to ear.

"Eeek, I'm so happy for you," Vanessa gave me a huge hug.

"You're coming home with me to help me pick out something to wear."

"Okay."

Word must have gotten out about my date with Atticus, because Matt kept looking at me all weird. His expression was some crazy mix of love, jealousy, and anger. Atticus must have noticed as well because in between scenes he pulled Matt aside. I wasn't close enough to listen in, but Vanessa was, and she said it went

something like this.

Atticus: "We agreed, getting a yes means the others have to back off."

Matt: "It's only your first date, she could end up hating you, then I get her."

Atticus: "Well so far she likes me, so back off."

Eventually Cameron tried to break up the argument, but when he learned the situation, he sided with Atticus. Seeing he was the odd man out Matt agreed to back off, but that didn't stop him from flirting with me.

"So what are some of the bands you like?" he asked me, after sheepishly admitting he didn't play any instruments or sing.

"I like a lot of different kinds of music, especially rock. Right now I'm really into Evanescence."

"I love them," he said trying to figure out if Evanescence was a band, or a poorly named singer. Finally, deciding they were a band, he said, "But you're so much better than their lead singer."

"No I'm not," I said.

"Don't try to be humble, you're amazing." he said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"She's great," Vanessa placed a hand on my other shoulder. "But she's got nothing on Amy Lee." And with that she pulled me away.

"Well it's a close tie," Matt called after us.

"Nice save," I said when Vanessa and I had retired to the safety of our dressing room.

"Any time, and you really are just as good as Amy Lee, but I needed Matt to shut up. Next time, "

"Awwww thanks," I gave her a hug.

"Any time, now let's get home and get you something to wear."

"Jeans, defiantly jeans," Vanessa said looking through the racks of clothes in my walk in closet.

"Colored jeans?"

"I don't know pick a shirt first."

"What kinda shirt?" I gestured at the huge rack of shirts behind me.

"Oh, I don't know," Vanessa laughed.

We went on like this for quiet so time, until Vanessa finally helped me decide on something to wear. I finally settled on a glittery silver tank top and some black skinny jeans. I decided to wear my black ballet flats so I would be comfortable if I had to do a lot of walking. After about an hour Vanessa decided

I was ready, that was, after she had helped me with hair, make up, and accessorizing.

"I take it you like this boy?" my dad asked when I came downstairs.

"She likes him A LOT," Vanessa said. I slapped her arm. "Oooo it's almost seven!"

"Dad can Vanessa sleep over tonight?" I asked eyeing the clock and the front door.

"Sure."

"I'm gonna get outta here, I'll be up in your closet looking for things to borrow. I'll get my stuff soon."

"Works for me."

"And you have to tell me everything when you get home," she smiled. "EVERYTHING."

"Okay I will."

The door bell rang.

A/N Don't worry the next chapter is the date :)