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Okay. I'll Post Ivy's story, since.. well.. I'm right here. The Way Things Are is the title.. Disclaimer: its all fiction.. Don't have a cow man.
*~*Chapter 1*~*
"In recent Pop news, Angelfyre’s Ivy DiCaria and Backstreet Boy Nick Carter have officially called it quits." The MTV news anchor, Suchin Pak said on TRL. "The 2 Pop sensations have been said to have gotten into an argument at an LA restaurant late last Wednesday night. Gideon Yago sat down with Angelfyre to talk about this and much more." The camera turned to the TV monitor.
"Now Ivy, we heard that you and Nick broke up, is that true?" Gideon questioned.
"Yeah, I’m sad to say our 2 and a half year relationship is over. But we’re trying to still be friends." I commented.
"So far so good?"
"Actually, we haven’t talked yet, but hopefully we will soon." He could tell that I didn’t really want to talk about it, so he decided to change the subject.
"Riley, Angelfyre’s debut album Heatin It Up has been out for about 5 months. How has all the success that it brought changed you?"
"I don’t really think it’s changed me. I’ve tried to prepare myself for the fame that I always wanted." My best friend and band mate answered in a thick Mississippi twang.
"Ivy’s relationship has been out in the public eye ever since it came to be, but we rarely hear about you. Is there a special someone in your life?"
"I’ve been talking to somebody for a month or so now." She smiled.
"Care to share?"
"I’d rather not." Riley blushed a deep shade of red and shrugged her shoulders. The camera went back to the TRL studio.
"Now, y’all can see the rest of that interview tomorrow night right here on MTV at 7:30/6:30 central. Carson, back to you."
"Nick and Ivy are no more. Dude, they were just here and they looked completely fine."
"I know, but it just goes to show ya that looks can be deceiving."
"I guess. So is that all ya got for us today?"
"Sure is." Suchin smiled.
"Great. Now on to our number 3 video…" I switched off the TV on our bus and laid down on the plush couch.
"Hey Iv." Riley bounced to the back. "Wassup?"
"Do yanno how much I hate this?"
"Hate what? That you don’t have Chubby anymore?" She laughed.
"Don’t call Nick Chubby and I do have him. I hate lying to everybody about it." I sighed.
"Whose bright idea was it anyway?" She questioned sitting across from me.
"It was…a neutral thing. I just wish that people would leave us alone so we didn’t have to do this! Why can’t they just LET ME, LET ME BE?!?!" I sang on the top of my lungs.
"Ivy Lynn! Don’t you dare bring that bitch into this! Yanno how I feel about her!" Riles yelled while covering her ears. I laughed and got up. "Where are ya going?"
"The kitchen, I’m starved!" I made my way there and opened the fridge. The phone began to ring as I was looking for something to eat. "Hello. Angelfyre bus, Ivy speaking. What can I do for ya?"
"Ivy? Hey it’s Roxy." My eyes lit up as I heard my stepsister on the other end. "I just turned off MTV cuz I saw something that somebody failed to mention to me when we last talked."
"You watched MTV? I’m astonished! Good for you Rox!" I slightly snickered.
"Shut up. I only watched it cuz you and Ri-Ri were on it. But anyway, why the hell didn’t you tell me about you and Nick breaking up?!?"
"We didn’t really break up. People have been bugging us for the past few months and we just wanted it to stop. So we told the media that we broke up in order to get some peace. I absolutely hate lying to them, but…"
"But you want a normal relationship with the Man with 5 stomachs."
"ROXANNE!"
"Sorry Ivy. I couldn’t resist." She laughed hysterically. I rolled my eyes.
"You and Riles should be sisters, yanno that?"
"Aw come on. We only do it cuz we know it bugs the hell outta ya. Well, I better go. I have class in about 15 minutes. I just wanted to call and get the inside scoop."
"Okay. Please don’t tell anyone about this Roxy."
"I promise I won’t."
"Thank you. Chao sis. Love ya."
"Love ya too. Bye." We hung up and I sat down at the little table.
"Hey Billy! When are we stopping?" I yelled to the front.
"We’re coming up on the hotel as we speak. Get your stuff together Ms. DiCaria." Our bus driver said back. I walked back to my bunk and gathered some things I would need for that night.
"Riley! We’re at the hotel. Get your shit together."
"Yes mother." She joked. I stuck my tongue out at her. "Save it for Carter." She breezily walked by me to get to her bunk, laughing the whole way.
"Don’t worry. I plan to." I shot back. She rolled her eyes as the bus came to a stop.
"Girls? Where are you?" Our manager, Stu Hannah called.
"Back here!" Riley called to him. He found his way back and began to speak.
"Lucky for y’all, we have nothing planned for tonight. So you can do whatever you want. I just want you in at a reasonable hour, okay?"
"Okay." I replied. "Hey Ri, have you seen my Navy shorts?"
"Yep. They’re right here." She threw them over to me.
"As I was saying, tomorrow at noon you 2 will be having lunch with some contest winners and the media will be there. They will ask questions so be prepared."
"Right-e-o." Riley answered. "Ivy, is this your other sock?"
"Um, yeah it is." I took it from her. "Thank ya again."
"No prob Bob." She snickered.
"Girls!" Stu called.
"Yes?" We both asked looking at him.
"Why do I get the feeling your not listening to me at all?"
"Cuz we’re not…I mean!" I stopped myself.
"We’re just tired. Could you run all this by us tomorrow morning instead of right now?"
"Yeah, cuz you know we always forget by then anyway."
"Sure. I’ll show y’all to your room."
"Thanks Stuie." I laughed.
"Ivy. Don’t call me that."
"Sorry." All 3 of us exited the bus to see fans lined both walls, making it nearly impossible to get through. "Why didn’t you tell us bout this?!"
"You never let me finish." He smirked. Our bodyguards came up and made an isle for us to walk to the entrance. Riley and I would stop and shake hands and do the regular meeting of the fans until we were completely inside and to our room. "Here you are."
"Wow. This is really nice."
"Only the best for the girls of Angelfyre. Y’all have a nice night and I’ll see ya at 9 tomorrow morning." Stu left us alone to settle in. While I was in the bathroom putting some things away in their appropriate place, the hotel phone rang.
"Riley! Can you get that?!" I yelled, not wanting to. I heard nothing put the phone continuing to ring. "Brittany!" I called again. "Fine, I’ll get it!" I stalked into the main room and over to the phone. "Hello?"
"Meet me in the park at 10:45 sharp." The man said then hung up not even waiting for a reply. I looked at the phone as if it were demented, and placed it back on the cradle. Riley came strolling in with a bucket of ice.
"Hiya." She happily smiled.
"Where were you?"
"I went to get some ice. Didn’t you hear me tell you that?! Hmm, I guess not if you just asked huh."
"Yeah. Anyway, I just got a very weird phone call."
"Really. What’d it say?"
"Some guy wants me to meet him in the park at 10:45. And that’s it, that’s all it said."
"That is weird. Are ya gonna?"
"Well, if I don’t it’s gonna bother the hell outta me who it was and what they wanted."
"Go for it. It’s 10:35, so you better get goin dawg. I’m gonna go to bed. Just don’t be too loud when ya come in." Riley yawned as she changed into her pajamas.
"Okay. I’ll see ya in the morning." I put a black leather jacket over my white short sleeved shirt and left to meet the mystery man.
© © © At the park© © ©
I arrived at the park at exactly 10:45 but saw no one. I sat on one of the swings and waited while looking around. Sighing, I began to swing not really thinking about anything. Suddenly, I felt hands pushing me higher and higher. A little frightened, I jumped off and turned around. My eyes glowed as I saw who was there.
"Nick!" I ran and gave him a hug.
"Hey baby-girl." He smiled. Letting him go, I smacked his arm playfully. "What was that for?"
"For scaring me. You could’ve at least told me who you were on the phone." I snickered. "But I’m so happy to see you. This has been hell for me."
"I know how you feel." He sighed.
"Why can’t we just tell them that we got back together?"
"Ivy, I want to as much as you do, but we both decided to do this so we can have somewhat a normal relationship." We sat down on the swings.
"I guess you’re right." I stated a little bit solemnly.
"Of course I am." He grinned then looked over at me. "Hon, come on. Let’s just enjoy this time we have together now." I focused on him and grinned.
"Alright." Everything that had happened in the past few days seemed to disappear as we played in the park that late night. His presence in my life at that time was much needed, and deeply missed. I finally arrived back at my hotel room at a quarter till 3. I crept in quietly, hoping not to wake my sleeping friend. Thinking I got away with it all, I crawled in bed and started to fade away.
"You’re late." Riley mumbled. With that being said, we both slipped away to dream land.
© © © Later that Morning© © ©
"Girls! Get up!" Stu called unlocking the door to our suite and coming in. "Rise and shine!"
"Go away!" I yelled tiredly, throwing a pillow at him. He laughed and dragged the covers off of me. "Fine. I’m up. Lemme alone."
"Riles, you up?"
"Yup." Stu left our room as we rolled out of bed. "That’s what you get for stayin out late." Riley smugly asserted.
"Yeah, well it was worth it to see Nick." I smiled then got ready for the day.

Here Ends Chapitre Uno. Yippies!
We Became Obsessed at 01:35 a.m. on Sunday, June 2, 2002