Sorry it took so long to update. Classes have started up again so I'm there all day. Yet again I will say this; BTR does not belong to me.

"Hey sorry about last night," James said walking up to me when Staci and I pulled into the parking lot. "I didn't mean to be a creep Arianna"

"James if there's one thing I hate it's a guy grabbing my reared. I don't care why it happened, but trust me it will not happen ever again."

"If I could take it back, I would. Arianna I'm no pervert. In all honesty I felt you falling backward and I saw you slamming your head onto the asphalt. Your butt was the only thing I could grab onto."

"Yeah I was falling a bit but I had caught myself way before you had grabbed me. I'm sorry James but I really need to be getting ready." It was then I noticed the cut on his palm. "What happened?" I asked picking up his hand.

"I cut it on the glass, but it's nothing you should worry about. Go get ready."

"James it doesn't look too good. Stace can you find a first aid kit please?"

"Let go of my hand," James demanded pulling his hand away from me. "I told you it was fine."

"Don't you think I made a mistake too last night. I don't care that you're some crazed fan of the fake Arianna Walker. You do know the girl you've been with is different than the Arianna you know from the big screen, she's jerk. That was the old Arianna last night the Arianna who can't stand her fans. James I'm so sorry."

"I think things may be better Ari if we were just friends for now."

"Yeah um ok, if that's what you want. But James can I please at least bandage your hand since I did it. Please just let me clean it up."

"Fine, if that's what you want," James sighed.

"It is what I want. I also want you to have this," I said giving him the picture of the both of us with Storm.

"But this is your picture."

"No it's not it's yours now. I know the photographer, she's really great actually she can print me another. May I please have your hand now please and why didn't you take care of this last night?"

"I didn't think I needed to." James said wincing as a poured the alcohol over it. "It didn't look to bad."

"Are you blind and stupid, James? You cut yourself pretty badly," I said wrapping a bandage around his hand.

"Yeah I am. Next time you fall I'll reach higher but not too high to grab something else. What am I going to do about my hand?"

"It's called adlibbing. I think you can do it."

"What about your dad?"

"Didn't tell him, because he would kill you without even thinking about it. He's just like most coal region fathers; they look out for their little girls."

I walked into my dressing room and found my new script for next week laying on the vanity. I flipped through the pages with no intention of reading it until later. The couch looked so welcoming up against the wall, but I had no intention of being lazy today.

"So you get to kiss Kendall next week," Carlos said giving me a hug. "I just hope it doesn't make James mad."

"Oh um James and I kinda broke up last night. I overreacted and broke up with him. I wouldn't talk to him about it if I were you. Don't even mention his hand," I told him.

"What did he do to his hand," Logan asked walking up behind us.

"He cut it on the picture frame last night after I threw it on the ground," I said looking at Logan's brown eyes. I could tell he was truly concerned about what had happened.

"So you broke up with him?" Logan questioned.

"Yeah, because of something stupid. I'd rather not talk about it."

"About what," Kendall said putting his hand on my shoulder.

"Oh my God is everyone on my case today. Anyway I broke up with James last night."

Kendall looked at me like I was crazy. His blue green eyes were staring me down. I was afraid of what he would say or do. "You broke up with James," he said.

"That was what I said, wasn't it," I said looking over at Carlos who nodded in agreement.

"I just don't believe it," Kendall said still staring me but this time with disbelief. "So you really broke up with James?"

"No they got engaged. Yeah they broke up," Staci said walking over to Logan and kissing him. "I missed you."

"Missed you to," Logan said and I just wanted to vomit.

I walked away and entered the hair and makeup room to get prepared for the day. It was strange not seeing everyone in there at once. I was the only one there once the two who were in there with me finished. One big problem those ladies loved their gossip while they made you more beautiful than you were moments before. The only thing was I didn't want to talk today, instead I thought of ways to better apologize to James. I pulled out a friendship bracelet I started working on during my plane ride from Pennsylvania. The black and grey threads were becoming worn from spending their time in my pocket. I knotted the threads around each other adding more and more rows. Then it came to me, I could give him the bracelet along with concert tickets or something. Not many people have something that I have made except for family members.

"You know I graduated high school and not just my GED either," I told the hairstylist. I felt bad I wasn't giving them anything to talk about today. "I move back to PA to finish my senior year in a real high school setting, I was homeschooled the other years though."

"We heard you broke up with James, Miss Walker," the stylist said.

"Yes that information is true. I'm sure it will be all over the tabloids tomorrow and you ladies heard the news first," I sighed realizing I've done something stupid.

"I'm sorry to hear that," the one replied spinning me around to show me the final look for filming that day. "But you and James were no good together. Your personalities clashed in a very bad way."

"Uh thanks," I said stepping down from the chair.

I walked down the hallway and to my dressing room so I could finish getting ready. I put on the outfit they set out for me. The cowgirl thing still hasn't been dropped, I slipped on a pink flannel and distressed skinny jeans. It was cute but getting old very quickly. To make matters worse cowboy boots were sitting next to the couch. I bypassed them and put on a pair of gold gladiator sandals, like anyone would notice.

"Ditching the cowgirl look today," Kendall asked.

"Duh. It's getting old. Plus I really like these shoes. I'm almost positive I wore them at graduation, they're lucky," I answered shutting the door.

"Lucky shoes and I thought I was weird."

"Oh shut up, Kendall," I said playfully punching him in the arm. "Do NOT tell anyone about the shoes. I want to see if they notice or not."

"They probably won't. It's not like shoes are important, you could probably go barefoot."

"You should try that just to see."

"Is that a dare?"

"Uh-huh. Go barefoot," I said pointing to his shoes.

"What's in it for me?"

"Um…a date Saturday?"

In case you didn't know the coal region is a real place in PA, if you don't believe me Google it. You'll find out some fascinating information. Thank you again for reading!