I've actually written another version of this chapter before scraping it and starting over. I'm happy with how this one turned out. You finally get a little bit of Arianna's background. That and her and James are almost back together. Do read and review.

I got out of the car one last time at the cemetery before flying back home. I heard the other door close and seconds later James's gloved hand clasped mine. It was comforting having him there with me to replace my mother's roses.

"Thank you for coming with me," I said stopping James in his tracks and facing the tall boy.

"You would have done the same kind of thing for me and I really would have loved to meet your mother. I'm sure she was just as beautiful and brave as you are," James said squeezing my hand tighter.

"She was the bravest woman I knew growing up. She raised two kids while battling cancer and watched her husband leave with both kids once her cancer came back. My mother was more than brave," I sighed sweeping the snow off the tomb stone.

"You must have gotten that from her, you're the bravest person I know."

"Thank you James, that's really sweet," I said hugging the boy. "My mom would have loved you. She really would have. I'm so sorry for everything James. For breaking your heart, cutting your hand, and having you watch Kendall and me hanging all over each other."

"Well for one, I cut my own hand. You had nothing to do with that at all. I was the incredibly stupid one who thought I was in love."

"I considered going back outside that night to talk to you. I was just so angry with you and myself that I couldn't do it," I said as I started up the car to drive to the airport.

I pressed play on my iPod and silent music filled the car. From the corner of my eye I could see James removing his gloves. Just as I had done in the past I drove out of the cemetery. Only today it was not snowing nor was Staci sitting in the seat next to me. James started to softly hum along to the music. Thoughts began running though my mind about everything that had happened between James and me.

"Do you like my new toy?" I asked James pointing to the small airplane. "I thought I would buy something nice for myself for having the number one movie in Europe."

"You're freaking crazy, Arianna. You bought an airplane?" James said.

"Well yeah. I'm thinking of getting a boat if the movie does well here. You know one of those fancy yacht things. I think it would be fun for all of us to go out sailing Friday nights."

"Who are you and what have you done to the Arianna I know," James asked playfully shoving me into a snow pile.

"Are you really sure you wanted to push me into the snow," I said grabbing James hands and pulling him into the pile with me. "Because you had to have known you'd be down here with me. I can play dirty too. I just don't know if I want to take you back with me."

"Now that is the Arianna I know. The fun, playful, beautiful Arianna I know," James said helping me up from the pile. "You know my brother's name is Philip also."

"Changing the subject now are we," I said stopping just inside the door to the jet. "I've never met your family though. I hope they're nowhere near as mean as you are, shoving people into snow."

"If the two of you are going to kiss, please just do it now so we can all get to LA," Ben said.

"Yes please just get on this airplane. I'm sick and tired of waiting for you two to finish fooling around. If it wasn't your plane Arianna I would have just told the pilot to leave," Philip sighed opening his new script.

"Were you going to kiss me because well I wasn't going to kiss you," I said looking at James.

"I wasn't planning on it. Unless you wanted me to kiss you then I will," James said.

"I only want you to kiss me if you mean it. If you can forget all that bull that happened between us, if you truly forgive me for being so awful, and if you're not doing it just to please my brother and his boyfriend," I explained

That's when James wrapped his arms around me and placed his lips on mine. It was a feeling I've been longing to feel for months to be embraced by James. The kiss meant nothing compared to his loving touch. It was something Kendall could ever make me feel, no offense to him. But I actually felt safe, like nothing not even my own emotions could hurt me. I could feel Philip and Ben's eyes burning my back just itching to get to California. I stepped back from James's embrace to allow him onto the plane.

"I meant that," James said as he walked by to his seat.

I told the pilot we were ready to leave and sat toward the front of my new impulse purchase. Was I competing against my father, most likely? After all the man did screw over his family and that is something worth never forgiving. Like Philip had done I started paging through a script. It's the story of my life, a screwed up family and a different script every week. An hour after reading line after line James moved to sit next to me.

"I didn't upset you with that kiss did I? We all know the last time I kissed you a war nearly started." He questioned.

"Of course not, James. I wanted you to kiss me. I thought you were going to when you pushed me into the snow pile. Can we just keep this on the down low for a while? I don't want to upset anyone over this. Trust me I do want to be with you again," I sighed looking into his eyes. I could tell I upset James by asking him to keep it on the down low.

"If that's what you want," James said.

"There's something bothering you? Isn't there?" I questioned him.

"No everything is fine," he murmured. "I'm lying. How can you act like nothing has ever happened to you? No one knows your true story Arianna. It concerns me that you want to hide everything, even being with me"

"Like I've told everyone before, if people knew how screwed up my life is, I wouldn't be where I am right now. No I'm no Lindsay or Paris or Miley but my mother died this year James. She died a week before my nineteenth birthday. I'm never going to have my mother there to help me pick out a wedding dress, to hold my hand and tell me everything is going to be ok. I'm sure you didn't know that she had cancer twice, the first time they didn't remove the entire tumor. She was pregnant with what should have been another little brother for me to look after, when they discovered the first tumor. I was twelve, sixteen when it came back. Sixteen when my dad took me from my mother to start filming that terrible movie that skyrocketed its way to number one in Europe. When I was sixteen all I wanted was to just stay with my mother and learn everything I could from her. What it was like being a model in Paris, breaking away from the industry to do her own thing. There's so much I wanted to learn about her. Even though I was away she drafted my beautiful home from me. It was the last home she ever designed I still can't find the brick she etched with my name," I said trying my hardest not to cry.

"Arianna your story is inspiring. I'm sure if your fans new you'd probably be helping hundreds of teenage girls through the problems you faced," James said and to my surprise embraced me again. "I'm glad I know you, the bravest strongest young woman in the world. Thank you for sharing that with me it helps me understand where you're coming from. You will be an inspiration to people. You're an inspiration to me, to that little girl who wanted your autograph yesterday. Just think of the hearts you can touch with your story."

"I just can't, not now anyway. I can't expose myself like that."

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