In the morning a knock came from Matt's door and his mom walked in looking at the two sleeping teens feeling a bit uncomfortable. "It's morning," she sighed as they both sat up, Fiona scooting away from her shirtless friend.

"Don't you knock?" Matt barked as he grabbed his shirt.

"I did, there's someone here to see you," she looked at Fiona and Matt oddly. Fiona walked out the room followed by Matt.

"Nothing happened," he whispered as Fiona turned red. They were guided into the den and found Gustavo sitting on the couch.

"What…what are you doing here?" Fiona asked surprised.

"Fiona," Mrs. Johnson whispered as Gustavo laughed.

"I'm here because. You two are good," he said quickly and almost inaudible.

"What?" Fiona smiled grabbing Matt's hand. "Did you say we were good?"

"Yes," Gustavo's assistant stepped forward. "I'm Kelly, I checked you in yesterday."

"Well my singing career started and ended on that audition, so…"

"NO!" Gustavo barked. "You two came as a duet I want to take you both."

"I have school to attend and Rugby to worry about."

"That sport isn't that popular in the states I am giving you this OPPORTUNITY!"

"Excuse us," Fiona smiled pushing Matt in the other room. "What is wrong with you? You said you would help me."

"Yeah audition, Fi, this is too much," Matt sighed.

"Please, Matthew, for me," she fluttered her eyes as he sighed.

"Don't do this to me, Fi, my answer is still…fine…" he sighed almost annoyed as she smiled and hugged him. "But promise me something."

"Anything," she giggled almost jumping up and down.

"No matter how hard this gets no backing out."

"I should be saying that to you," she looked at him funny.

"We both know Fiona, that when you get frustrated you quit." Fiona turned red and shook his hand confirming his deal. They walked back into the den and she smiled at Gustavo.

"Good, Kelly inform them," Gustavo stood up and made his way to the exit.

"Well, your flight is ten AM Saturday morning first class and bring one family member to watch over you too and we'll pick you up two hours before the flight, any questions?"

"One…" Matt sighed as Fiona looked at him. "What is the whole process of this career?" Kelly looked at him entirely empresses and Fiona rolled her eyes.

"I have to get home, thank you again, I'll see you at school and I will see you saturday morning," she smiled to both before leaving the house. Fiona ran across the street and found her father putting several bags in his trunk. "You didn't tell me you were going on a business trip?"

"I'm not Fiona," he sighed.

"Then what…are…NO!" she screamed pulling the bags out of his trunk.

"Fiona stop it, don't embarrass me." She ignored him and continued pulling the bags from his trunk. "Fiona, stop it, stop it!" he demanded grabbing her arms as she began crying. "It's just until your mother calms down."

"That's what everyone says."

"Fiona I still love her, it's just…"

"Your getting a divorce?" Her father remained silent. "Daddy, answer the question."

"She wants one," he sighed again as Fiona's perfect day began crumbling in.

"Let me talk to her."

"She's not going to listen to you, you know your mother, Fiona, just…maybe it's best."

"Don't say that, you love mom and she loves you, all married couples fight."

"Not like this Fiona," he sighed as he put his bags back in his car.

"I…I have news though."

"Were you sleeping at Matt's last night?" he asked letting that thought settle in.

"I kind of always do when you and mom fight," she smiled sheepishly as he pinched the bridge of his noes.

"Whatever, I'll call you tonight baby girl," he kissed her forehead and climbed into the Lincoln and drove away. Fiona walked in the house and passed her mom and went to her room almost in tears. Her mom knocked and walked in her room.

"Get out," she threw a pillow at her.

"Fiona, I know what you must be going through."

"You have no clue what I'm going through, my parents are at the brink of divorce and I got great news that I can't even be happy for because of you two," she screamed as her mom stepped forward.

"I'm sorry work has been…"

"I want you to move out, daddy should be here."

"You don't mean that."

"Yes, I do," Fiona hissed throwing a plaid skirt on her bed. "Get out, I need to get ready." Her mom stepped back her mouth agape and she left as Fiona got ready changing into the skirt and white shirt. She left home and went to school. Fiona sat at a Red going through her backpack making sure she had everything when her car shook as if someone hit her from behind. "No, no, no, no." She got out and looked at the driver, Jordan Wells sat in the driver's seat with her mouth open.

"Fiona, I am so sorry," she whined climbing out of the car. The girl looked at the damage and sighed.

"It doesn't matter not much is bad, I got to go."

"Are you ok?"

"I'm fine, everything's fine why wouldn't it be," she complained walking back to her car door and she quickly drove away. She pulled into the parking lot and saw Matt was parked right next to her spot. He opened her door and helped her out.

"I saw your dad, want to talk about it?"he asked as she shook her head really fast. "Well you know how we are to take one adult with us…why not your dad?"

"You don't think your mom would mind?" she sniffed looking up at him. He laughed and nodded and leaned a little closer to her. "I love you," she squealed hugging him. He sighed quietly and rubbed her back.

"Yeah, I love you too," he said trying to sound as little disappointed as possible.

"Your mom really won't mind?"

"No, besides I need time away from her," he laughed still hugging her, the smell of strawberries came from her blonde hair. The first bell rang and she pushed him away.

"I have to finish my essay."

"You didn't finish?"

"No, I just need to print it, it's do in five minutes. There is no way he is going to except it now," she gasped as Matt grabbed her bag and pulled her flash drive out. "What are you doing?"

"Go to class, I'll get your essay," he sighed as she shook her head.

"Matt, I'm not going to let you turn it in late."

"I've never missed an assignment for him, he will except it late," he laughed as she hugged him. They both ran down separate halls and Fiona walked into her class while Matt ran into the library. The second bell rang and Fiona stared at the clock.

"Let's take roll," the teacher sighed standing from his desk as Fiona placed her head on the desk when the door opened. "Mr. Johnson?"

"I'm sorry, I had trouble at home printing," Matt pleaded as the teacher sighed.

"Since you've never missed any I'll let it slide but only this once, put it on the corner of my desk," he sighed as Fiona looked at Matt with her mouth wide open. He sat next to her smiling boastfully.

"Trying to catch flies?" he whispered closing her mouth. After the rest of the students put their essays on desk the teacher gave them a day off.

"Hey Fiona, should we…exchange insurance?" Jordan walked over to her.

"No there is no damage what's the point?"

"What are you talking about?" Matt asked looking at Jordan.

"I…kind of hit her this morning, but it was a light tap," Jordan tried justifying her accident.

"Jordan, it's fine, I'll see you at the show tonight," Fiona sighed as she thought about her dad.

"Are…you ok? You seemed…odd this morning."

"I'm fine."

"No, your usually perky and everything. You just seem down, are you sure everything is ok?"

"Jordan can you just leave?" Matt asked as Jordan looked at them funny.

"Come, on something isn't right with you. Is this about the audition thing?"

"My parents are divorcing ok?" Fiona barked as everyone looked at her shocked.

"I am so sorry," Jordan gasped as Fiona smirked with a pissed off attitude.

"I want to go to your house," she sniffed looking at her desk whispering to Matt feeling everyone's eyes locked on her.

"Go check out and go, I'll get what you miss," he whispered back as she nodded and grabbed her bag. Without asking to leave she went to the front office and checked out and drove to Matt's house as Mrs. Johnson opened the door.

"Fiona, what are you doing here?"

"Can I talk to you?" she asked as Matt's mom let her in. The two girls walked into the den and took a seat.

"I heard you need parental control at this…"

"We're going to ask my dad, but you will be our back up," Fiona smiled as Mrs. Johnson nodded a bit upset. "But that's not why I'm here. Can I ask you something?"

"Of course. What's wrong?"

"When Mr. Johnson…"

"You can say it, when he left."

"Yeah, when he left…how did Matt react?"

"Well…I think he did the same thing your doing right now?"

"You know?"

"Fiona, you were here all the time avoiding the fighting and I saw your dad this morning," Mrs. Johnson chuckled a little. "I'm sorry," she coughed.

"I never thought they would. And now I can't even be happy about this record deal."

"Just tell them at the right time, but you should talk to your dad about it now, since you guys want him coming."

"Did Matt really talk to you about it?"

"Actually no, he sat in his room all day with the video games and computer. He didn't say a word to me, he actually blamed me a couple of times."

"Matthew? Blamed you?"

"Hard to believe I know," Mrs. Johnson laughed. "But after a while he got better and he came around, I thank you for that. He wouldn't be normal if it wasn't for you. He cares about you Fiona."

"I know, he is such a great friend," she smiled not thinking deep into Mrs. Johnson's words.

"You can stay as long as you like, I'll be in the other room cleaning and getting ready for work, act like your home," Mrs. Johnson hugged the young girl and walked out of the room as Fiona turned the TV on.

"Thank you," she sighed laying on the couch.