Hello again,

I am updating again because I have time this weekend! Yay for you! Ha-ha. I would like to take this time to thank all of my reviewers. I very much appreciate your support and critiques. Just to clear up any confusion, JEFF was a typo. I actually meant Jake. See, I write out the story and then I type it up, and sometimes I get mixed up with the names of characters. So actually Jeff in the last chapter was Jake.

Previously: Footsteps echoed in the hallway as the one person I hated more than Brigid Dawyer approached my dressing room. My good-girl act was gone within seconds, replaced with the bad-ass me I know everyone missed so much. "Jeff." I said, more of a sneer than a greeting.

"Yo Max," Jake replied all-to friendlily. "What the hell do you want?" I retorted, wanting very badly to hurt him, but knowing that it could lose my contract and ruin my career. I promised an explanation, so here goes…

Jake is the son of the billionaire Matthew Gordene, founder of To the Max studios here in NYC. The only reason Matt even agreed to fund the construction was because Jake thought I was hot. It was ridiculous, really, we weren't even supposed to meet in the first place. Matthew was out of town on business, somewhere in northern Manhattan, I believe, when our meeting was scheduled. Being double booked, he sent his son to discuss business options. We met him in a conference hall, Alex, Jade, Jeff and I, and were supposed to bounce off ideas between each other about how to go about construction. Jake, being the pervert he was, couldn't focus long enough to discuss anything of importance, so I got him to sign a document allowing us to do anything and everything we pleased with a certain space requirement. Ever since our first encounter he seems to have it in his head that I enjoy his company, and has made it his responsibility to escort the band to every one of our gigs (claiming its for our safety and promise of sincerity to the contract…) Nevertheless, he was here now, while we got ready for our concert this evening.

"I asked you a question, and you didn't answer. Are you ready, babe?" Oh. My. God. The nerve of some people! "Sorry, I don't believe anyone in this room ever gave you permission to address them as 'babe.'" I replied sarcastically. "God, touchy much? You obviously are not ready, so I'll come back in an hour. We need to leave soon, though. Otherwise we won't have time to catch a movie afterword." Jake said, winking at me. I smacked him with a little too much force for a human, and to my pleasure he doubled over in pain, leaving the room in an attempt to not look like a complete wimp. Failing miserably.

An hour later, we had finished getting ready. Nudge spent a good 45 minutes on our hair, but it was finally over. Alex was dressed in black skinny jeans, a bright green tank with sparklish lining, and neon eyeliner to match. Her feet donned electric blue converse. Jade wore electric blue skinny jeans with a black sparkly tank, and matching blue eyeliner. On her shoes were sparkly pink converse. I wore black skinny jeans, a bright pink tank with blue sparkly lining, and neon green converse. Also with pink eyeliner. All in all, we looked like a posse of fashionistas going out to a night on the town.

Fang P.O.V

That Jake dude was a total jackass. I mean, seriously. What kind of guy calls an almost stranger, who obviously hates his guts, babe? What gives him the right to talk that way to my Max? Wait…did I just say that? I meant Max, meaning like, you know, her being Max and all…never mind.

Anyway, he left after Max hit the shit out of him. Excuse my language. About an hour later all three of the girls came out of their dressing rooms. I was a bit distracted at first, but seeing Max literally took my breath away. She was wearing tight black pants that hugged her hips beautifully, with a really bright pink top that fitted perfectly. Her green converse completed the look, and her blue highlights brought out her green eyes (A.N yes, I listen to my reviews. You should write more!) She looked freaking amazing. I stood up as she came in the room, and I think everyone's jaws dropped at the sight of her. Her blonde and blue hair was pulled slightly back, hanging loosely in a French-type twist. She had bright eyeliner that complimented her facial structure, and it took full concentration not to embrace her on the spot. However, that would have been totally inappropriate. Firstly because the people in the room would be shell shocked, and secondly because I haven't actually told Max how much I loved her. Yet. But I was planning to, soon. So when I finally composed myself I said simply, "You look amazing." And was rewarded with one of her completely adorable blushes and a roll of the eyes. She walked out, followed first by Alex and Jade, then the rest of the flock and I. At the bottom of the stairs we met up with three security guards and Jeff, and a limo was waiting outside. Max handed us each a backstage pass, and we all got into the car. I wondered, in the back of my mind, where Jake was, but I was afraid if I asked that Max wouldn't appreciate it. "He's meeting us there." Max said, answering my unspoken question. "Apparently, his nose needed medical attention." I smirked at that, and heard a few other people giggle and chuckle in the background.

"You guys can follow us into the backstage area, and we can hang until the doors open, but we also have a crowd to please." Jade said as we approached the concert hall. "After we begin our performance you all can either hang backstage, or watch from the front row." Alex added. "We should be finished around 11." Max finished, and motioned for us to get out of the car. Jake met us at the door, and I had to hold back the urge to break his face again. "Hello." He said simply, avoiding my gaze. It pleased me that he was already afraid of me, that meant that any competition before was completely lost. As we headed in the doors, Max tensed up. "Eyes open guys." She said simply. "I've got a bad feeling about tonight."

Please please please review! I only have, like, six reviews. It makes me feel unloved! Ha-ha, just kidding, but please?! I know it's kind of a short chapter, but I'm having a short faze of writer's block. Give me a week or so, and I will add. I haven't really decided how long I should make this story, so if you have any idea as to how I should continue, please let me know via review. FYI, I don't update or read my profile, so don't rely on that for anything about my story. Sorry. 

Thanks to everyone that has and will review after reading this final two sentences. It is greatly appreciated! (: