Kyle who?

August arrived and so did our annual beach trip. I loved these trips, midnight talkings, bonfires, pool... I couldn't wait to take a break from that craziness, and spend some time alone with Anne, maybe work things out…

But on the night before, I got a phone call from the producer, confirming my trip to Miami the next day, I'd be there for 3 days and then I'd go to Washington... that was the price of fame, I had to get used to give up on things I loved…. I'd have to give up on going to the trip... I call Matt to tell him I wasn't going, I didn't have the guts to tell Anne...

I went to Miami and I just couldn't get her and the trip out of my mind…. More than ever, I was feeling the consequences of having a dream that came true…
There were some news that Kim and I were back together, we had run into each other in an event but we only said "hi", they got some old photos of us and started making up stories… but I didn't bother too much, they soon stopped talking and I forgot about that…. I went to Washington, and at a magazine party I met Chris Daughtry. I was his fan, I supported him when he was on American Idol, he was awesome. And I knew Anne liked him too, I went to talk to him, told him my friend was a huge fan, he got a guitar pick from his pocket, signed it and told me to give it to her. I was so happy, couldn't wait to see her face when I gave her the signed guitar pick! After a couple of days (that seemed a couple of weeks), I went back home.

Their trip must be in the end too, I missed her so much... I passed by their house, the car was there, they were back! I rang the doorbell, she opened the door, I said I missed her, I was expecting her to throw herself in my arms, and say she couldn't wait to see me too, but she just called me Bro, said "Long time no see!", gave me a quick hug and called Matt. She went upstairs, I followed her to her room, but she closed the door. Something was wrong.

I went to Matt's room, asked about the trip, he said there was a new player for the team, some Kyle guy, but I didn't care much. After a while, I went to Anne's room, I wanted to give her the guitar pick. I didn't knock, she was on the computer and on the phone. She told the person it was just a friend of her brother... That bothered me.

When she hang up, I asked her if she wanted to go out that night, there was a new bar my brother discovered, but she said no, she had to meet some friends... she went to take a shower and I stayed on the bed, wondering what I could possibly have done wrong… I got the pick out of my pocket, and stared at it... I didn't feel like seeing her face anymore when I gave it to her, because I felt she wouldn't be as excited as I thought she would be, she was so different... I decided to go home, I left the pick on the bed and left. Maybe she wouldn't even notice it.

When I got home, I put my cell on the table, and it soon rang. On the screen, "Sis". I picked it, but I didn't wanna answer, I don't know why, but I didn't wanna talk to her. I let it ring...
Anne was avoiding me all the time, I called her, asked her out, but she always came up with na excuse…. I missed her, sometimes I wondered if our nights together weren't only a dream, she was so distant…

Matt told me there would be a game, I hadn't played in a while... I went to his house so we could go to the field, and when we were almost leaving, he looked through the window and said another player had arrived. I looked too, there was a guy holding a rose... I asked if he was gay.

"Of course not, dumbass! This is Kyle, Anne's boyfriend from Colorado... they've been together since the beach trip!"