Photographs in James's point of view, to clarify what had happened when he and Arianna arrived at her home. It will help with the next chapter. Sorry it is so short.

I heard all sorts of things slamming off the walls of Arianna's dressing room. Something obviously had pissed her off. I walked down the hallway to find Logan standing there, looking equally confused as I.

"What is she doing in there," Logan asked me.

"I don't know but she sounds like she's going to hurt herself. I'm going in."

I walked into her already crammed dressing room to Carlos saying "You're weird, but a good not creepy weird. Wait so that means you're staying here with us forever until you die."

Logan then said something before I realized that Arianna had found out her show didn't' get picked up. News about her show that I was waiting to hear and from the sounds of it she was staying with Big Time Rush. I must have said something stupid then because Logan punched me in the arm. I've been waiting since I was 15 for the chance to meet Arianna. She had to be one of the most gorgeous girls I had ever seen in my life. The best thing was I was dating her and I had her gift from all of us. I handed her the envelope containing the photographs Staci had taken. They were for Arianna to remember us by if she were to leave, but I gave her them anyway.

I was waiting until later on to give her my favorite picture along with the frames we had got her to keep them in. Too bad the day went longer than what I wanted. I just wish Carlos and Kendall didn't have to laugh at every little thing. What were they five?

The day ended and I went to sit in Arianna's car to wait for her. I probably should have met her somewhere in the studio because I scared the shit out of her.

"Kendall and I got you these yesterday. We needed to wait for Staci to give us the pictures," I said handing her the frames.

"They're very pretty," Arianna said pulling her car into the driveway. "Do you know what picture is my favorite?"

"Um the one of you and Carlos with the bull. I know that one was my favorite."

"No silly, the one of you and me with Storm."

"Yeah that one was nice too. I'm just kidding. That one was my second favorite."

"So what was your favorite picture?" Arianna asked when we got out of her red Mustang.

"This one," I said proudly handing her a frame. "It's our first kiss. I didn't know that Staci took that until she gave me it."

"That's the French fry stand. It really is our first kiss."

"You know I would have never thought I would kiss Arianna Walker in my entire life let alone meet her. But here I am standing in her driveway looking at a picture of us kissing!"

Arianna then went on about Miley Cyrus or something. I guess she didn't know she was more famous than Miley.

"No I'm fine right here, with my own Miley. This one's way better," I said placing a hand on Arianna's cheek to kiss her. I felt her falling backward so I grabbed her with my other hand. That other hand happened to land right on Arianna's ass and boy was she pissed.

"I think you should go now James," Arianna said. "I'm no slut who wants some guys tongue down her throat and his hand on her as. It's highly distasteful even more in public. What you really think I am Miley Cyrus!? I'm sorry James but do me a favor leave and don't stop here tomorrow." She added throwing the picture on the ground.

I watched the frame shatter into a million little pieces, just like she did to my heart. Arianna walked into her huge stone mansion like nothing had ever happened. I picked up most of the little shards of glass one cutting my hand in the process. I looked at the picture and threw that in the bag with the glass. I didn't want to look at it again. Arianna was something that was too good to be true.

"She's just a cold heartless bitch," I said getting into my own car to drive home. "A cold heartless selfish bitch. Who does nothing but jumps to conclusions?"

I hope this helps you understand that last chapter and the chapter to come.