Breanna sat on the edge of her bed thinking about the night before. Not once did she and Howie exchange words, only actions. "Actions speak louder than words, or do they?" She asked herself. She heard a noise coming from the hallway and got up to see what was going on. When she opened the door she saw Brian and AJ whispering to each other. "Want to come in?" She asked. They nodded their heads and walked into Breanna's room behind her. "Bree....just tell us what happened. When we woke up D was gone. He just left a note saying 'see you when you get home.' What happened?" AJ asked. Breanna threw up her hands in confusion. "You *know* what happened. That's all that happened. We didn't talk. Not one word was said. I wish I did say something but I would have probably hurt him more. I just can't be there for him, not now anyway." Breanna finally decided to tell them exactly how she felt hoping they would tell Howie so he would understand and hopefully get on with his life with someone else. "Yes you can. You just don' t know how. Eve told us about your history with guys. Why do you run away?" Brian asked. "I don't know. I just do. But he was different. *This* was different. But now my life isn't like it used to be. It's almost a reflection of your lives, sadly." She sighed. Brian and AJ couldn't understand her. She had everything going for her. Her life wasn't too hectic to have a relationship. So, why was she running away shutting him out of her life? "Bree, I don't want you and D turning out like me and Mya. We've been off and on for five years. It was really painful when she wasn't around but now that we're back together I couldn't be happier. Her schedule is the same as yours yet we make it work." AJ explained. "You two are different. I can't explain anymore to you guys cause I don't know myself. I just need to be alone." AJ and Brian got up to leave. "No, no! You misunderstood. I need to be alone relationshipwise. I need to get used to this career without having someone to hold my hand, but... I need him." She finally let a tear fall. Brian sat back down next to Breanna and placed an arm around her, pulling her towards his shoulder. She clung to his chest crying. AJ sat on the other side of Breanna holding one of her hands as he stroked her hair. "You'll figure things out when you're ready. I won't press you anymore. I promise." Brian whispered. "Me neither." AJ stated. "Thanks" Breanna muttered, pulling herself away from Brian. "Okay, now I need to be alone." She smiled at the guys. "No problem. You know where we'll be." Brian said, walking out the bedroom door.

Breanna took a long shower and emerged with a empty feeling in her stomach. "I've fucked up...BAD." She told herself while looking in the mirror. She got dressed in a spring dress and put her hair up in a bun. She decided not to wear her green contacts and did her makeup like she used to. She grabbed her Armani Exchange hat that Brian had given her and ran down the stairs. "Seen my shoes, Frack?" She asked Nick who was busy making out with Natasha on the couch. "Does it look like I've seen 'em?" He teased. "Oh right, tonsil hockey. Let me know who won." She joked walking into the kitchen where Kevin and Eve were going over a baby name book. "Already looking for names? Geez, you don't waste any time do you." Breanna greeted. She kissed Eve and Kevin on the cheek. "Good morning to you, too. Sleep well?" Eve teased. Breanna found her shoes under the table and slipped them on. She glanced up at Kevin and Eve who were obviously waiting for an answer from Breanna. "No." She stated flatly as she headed towards the door. "If you want to find me, I'll be with Chris." Breanna slammed the door behind her back. "What was that all about?" Eve asked. Nick walked into the kitchen with Natasha glued to his waist. "You don't know?" He asked. "Know what?" They asked back. "D left this morning back to Orlando. We're back to square one." Kevin sighed shaking his head while Eve kicked herself for her comment to Breanna.

Breanna walked towards Chris's room and lightly tapped on the door. When he answered the door he was freshly showered, wet hair all over the place. "We gotta do something with that hair." She teased. He smiled and let her in. "Do something with my hair? What's wrong? Don't you like it." She nodded her head slowly before cocking her head to the side. "I think I could make it look better." He saw an evil gleam in her eyes. "Oh, no! What are you planning to do?" "Got any scissors?" She asked nonchalantly as she ran around the kitchen looking in the drawers. "Found 'em!" She shouted, holding them up in the air. "oh no...." He mumbled. "In the bathroom, now!" She shouted playfully. "Never argue with a woman who has scissors in her hands." He stated walking towards the bathroom with Breanna behind him, holding the scissors near his back. "Just let me play around. I won't damage you. Remember, I pick up things quickly from my stylist on tour." Chris just held his breath. "Let me know when the damage is done so I can go get it fixed." "Shut up and let me do my work!" She shouted.

"Okay, so talk to me, Bree. What happened with Howie last night." Breanna stopped cutting for a second and sighed. Something she was doing a lot of lately. "Nothing. He went back to Orlando. What do I do? I don't want to be with him because my life is just too hectic, but when I examine it, it's not hectic at all. It's perfect. Why am I so afraid?" This time Chris sighed. "I don't know. I think that's something you have to figure out for yourself. Time is a great healer of many things, you know." He pointed out. "I know. But...I don't know. I just don't feel right with him at the moment. It's like my life is going so fast that I can't stop to take the time to be there for him. I feel guilty about that. I want him to be with someone who will be there for him no matter what. I just can't be that person right now." "Breanna, live your life. Figure things out slowly. Once you figure things out and if he's still apart of that plan, see if he's still willing to be with you. If he is, great. If he's not, then move on. But for now, just live your life and be who you are. Don't let anything get in the way of that. If you do let anything get in the way of your life, it better be happiness. If Howie is your entire world, then quit this business. I'd be a little upset to see such talent go, but I'd rather see you happy. God knows how dark your next album is going to be." He teased. Breanna comprehended what he had to say and realized that he was right.

After 20 minutes Breanna took a step back from Chris and nodded her head approvingly. "Is it okay?" He asked with uncertainty. "I like it." She mussed. Chris stood up and covered his eyes as he faced the mirror. "Oh stop that!" She said in her most annoyed voice. He sighed and let his hands drop to his sides. "Wow, Miss Shy. Nice work!" He stated turning his head from side to side. "Why thank you! And now we talk. What awards show are we going to?" She asked. "Well, you're going to an awards show for actors but you're not going with me. I never got a chance to finish explaining the plans with you. I want you to go with one of the actors nominated." Breanna looked at him like he was crazy. "A blind date!?" "No, good heavens no. Let me explain something to you. In case you haven't figured it out, I'm gay." Breanna nodded her head. "I figured. You were just too perfect and too cute. Like me and Eve always say, 'They're either taken, married, gay, or in prison.'" Chris laughed hysterically at Breanna's little comment. "Okay it wasn't that funny. So finish explaining..." "Well, my significant other has a best friend. He's gay also. But he's quiet famous and he needs a pretty and hopefully, famous date. I know your situation with Howie and figured it'd do you some good to get out especially with a good looking man. No worry of him hitting on you." Chris smiled. Breanna laughed at his offer. "Okay, sounds great. I could use a little advice. Who am I going with, by the way?" Chris pondered her question before answering. "Mitchell Clark." He stated. "Whoa! WHAT? He's like SUPER famous! Every woman in the world wants him. Hell, my grandmother wants him and she's dead!" Chris nodded his head in agreement. "Wait, wait, wait! He's gay??????? DAMN!" Breanna shouted while Chris laughed at her. "Yes he is thankfully. In my case, anyway." "So, why aren't you dating him?" Breanna probed. "I'm happy with who I have." Chris answered dreamily. "Oh you're in love!" Breanna cooed. "Yes I am. But...oh damn! We have to meet with Mitchell right now for lunch. We're late!" He shouted dragging Breanna by the hand out the door.

Breanna enjoyed her lunch with Mitchell. Chris left early to meet his boyfriend across town. Breanna finally got the chance to have lunch with the newest heartthrob that every woman in the world wanted. She told him all about her situation with Howie while Mitchell listened with sympathy. "Wow! Quite a bit of confusion in your life. Okay, here's what you do. Classify everything in your life by importance. But write it down. Then fix everything. Start at the bottom of your list with the minor things in your life, like Eve's pregnancy. Figure out when she'll need to leave the tour and figure out who's going to replace her, if you'll need a replacement. From my point of view, Eve's only on tour with you to keep you sane and to have someone to talk with. Eve is your manager. She's not needed on tour. I've been on enough tours to know when the manager is needed, and she isn't needed. You're fine without her. Next figure out where you're going to live. Stay in Orlando, by the way. Then figure out about the new album. Talk to your friends in the Backdoor Boys, oops, Backstreet Boys, sorry, gay humor there. Figure out their schedule for the new album and tour and try to plan yours around their schedule. Don't worry about sharing producers. There are a million and one hot producers out there who would be willing to work with you. I know most of them. I've dated half of them. So I can help you there. Then figure out what to do with Howie. I say go back to him. Right now. But you're too confused to realize that it's logical, so just fix your minor life problems then hook up again. There, life fixed." Mitchell explained in what seemed like one breath. Breanna was floored. "Holy shit." She mumbled. He made it seem so easy. She jumped up and threw herself into his lap. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She shouted with glee causing a stir in the restaurant. "No, thank *you*!" He whispered into her ear with a beautiful smile.

Breanna and Mitchell went out shopping at the local stores looking for clothes and anything else that struck their fancy. Breanna told him everything about her life and how it had changed in almost two years. He in return told her about his life and how hard it was to be a famous gay actor. He stated he would never come out of the closet unless he met the man of his dreams and he could no longer live a lie. "Happiness and Love are more important than a successful career and money. You don't realize that until you actually have success and money. Then you think to yourself how quickly you'd give it all back in return for love and happiness." "You've been through a lot, haven't you?" She asked him while she held up a short black dress against her body. "I have. But I love my life right now. Oh wow! That's great! Wear that to the awards." He stated happily. Breanna agreed and went to pay for the dress but Mitchell took it from her and paid for it himself. Breanna stood next to him with her arm wrapped around his waist, staring dreamily up at him. He looked back down at her and kissed her forehead. She giggled at the thought of being with the "Brad Pitt of the Y2K".

"You have to meet my friends!" She smiled at Mitchell as they walked hand in hand back to her hotel. The two had become close that day. "I'd love to but maybe later. I have to meet with my agents for dinner." Breanna pouted in response. "Tomorrow for lunch possibly?" He asked while lifting her chin with his finger so her eyes were looking into his. "Okay. Lunch." He smiled and gave her a long peck. "I'll call you." He said as he walked away from Breanna's opened door. "I'm be waiting." She waved. When she entered the hotel room Kevin, Nick, Eve, and Natasha were staring at her with a look of horror. "WHAT?" She screamed. "And who the hell was that?" Nick shouted. "Who? Mitchell? My friend." She smiled, walking up to her room on cloud nine. Mitchell was the hottest man on earth, the greatest listener, the greatest advisor, the best shopping partner, and best of all, he was gay! Breanna was in heaven. The perfect friend. "Mitchell who? Mitchell who?" Nastasha yelled out hysterically. "Clark." Breanna replied from the top of the stairs. "I knew it! Oh my god! He kissed you! He is like, the HOTTEST man on earth and you're dating him?" Natasha had been one of his biggest fans. Nick stared at her with a jealous gleam in his eyes. "Dating? If you want to call it that. I'm going to the awards show with him tomorrow." Breanna walked back down the stairs and pulled up the cover on her new dress. "He bought this for me for the show. Isn't it beautiful?" She asked dancing around with the dress in her arms. "Yeah, it'd be great if I could still fit into something that small." Eve replied sarcastically.