I Remember The Day She Told Me It's Over

Most of the time sex, is just sex, and that's fine. But sex with Zacky was something far more than that. Granted we'd only been together twice since we'd rekindled our friendship but there was just something more to it. Something that made every simple touch feel more sensual, every kiss more passionate.

Dear god I was really falling for him.

With a smile on my lips I rolled over, I wanted to see his face. I wanted to see if it was laced with the same lazy grin as my own. See if his black hair was all messed up. Hell, just see how he slept period. What I wasn't expecting though, was to wake up to an empty bed...and a folded piece of paper.

"Ughhh," I criticized as I burried my face into my pillow. A note? Really?

I reached out blindly and grabbed onto it before turning my head so I could actually read it. I unfolded it to find Zack's writing; a few short sentences nearly occupying the whole page.

Bailey,

I was going to wake you up before I left but you looked so damn cute, your shower can wait until after your workout. Anyway, if you're not busy tonight you should stop by the studio. I know it's not glamorous but maybe we could grab some take-out or something and hangout here? But I'll phone you about it later. Have a good day for me.

Zacky

It wasn't even a minute after reading Zack's note that my alarm went off. I rolled back over and shut it off before sitting up. Hanging my legs over the stairs leading up to my sunken in bed, I pushed myself up and headed towards my closet. I rifled through a few shirts before just grabbing a white tank top and a pair of black shorts, pausing for a moment to pull them on. I didn't much care what I looked like this morning. In an hour or two, I'd be in my warm shower anyway.

On my way out the door my cell rang. Maggie's number this early in the morning told me today wasn't going to be an easy one.

"Yeah?" I held my cell to my ear with one hand as I held my keys in my other, pressing the 'unlock' button to my car.

"We need to chat. I have alot of shit going on today, coupled with taking on a new girl, so I'm gonna need your help with her."

This was nothing new. Maggie takes on something and tosses it to me. "Excuse me?" I dropped into the drivers seat and tossed my purse into the passenger seat.

"You heard me. Some scout saw her at some damn Supercross thing. Anyway, she's mine now. I just phoned and talked to Corey, I have her scheduled after you at Sky Sport & Spa. So after your workouts, I want you guys to hit up the spa, get the works for both of you, waxing, hair, nails, mani, pedi, you know the drill. She's going to school but if she wants to get famous she's gonna have to forget about that. I want you at Louis Vuitton's at one. I have her scheduled at Yves Saint Laurent at the same time. After that you'll both head to your hairdresser you have hair and make-up appointments. Get dressed, you're having dinner with Hugh Hefner and his girls then grab some dates, I don't care who as long as they look good and head to LAX for your appearance."

"Maggie, come on. How can do you expect me to get all that done? Especially pulling a new girl around as well. I have my own stuff to do to."

"Bailey, you either invest in this, or start looking for ways out at the ends of your contracts. A car will be at your house soon. I expect to see good pictures from LAX. And I'll be emailing your schedule to you in a minute."

"But I - "

When she hung up on me, I knew she meant business. I just didn't know why I had to help her manage it.

***

"Have a good night there buddy?"

I grinned and pulled a clean coffee mug out of the cupboard near the fridge in the small eating area of the recording studio. I was hoping my appearance and goofy grin wouldn't give me away, but Synyster Gates was far too intuitive for that.

"Yeah, it was decent," I down played it with a shrug.

Brian smirked. He pulled a chair away from the table and sank down into the worn leather. "What'd you guys do?"

I poured myself a half cup of coffee before turning back towards him again, my lower back resting against the ledge of the counter. "We had dinner with her sister and brother in-law."

"Yeah?" Syn rubbed his stubble covered chin and locked eyes with me, hoping that'd guilt me into sharing every detail. "So it's serious now?"

I sighed. "Well it's not so much serious as it is open to giving it another shot." I brought the steaming mug of liquid to my lips and took a small sip, hoping it would wake me up a little bit more. "How was Emily's birthday?" I asked, eager to change the subject.

"It was alright," Syn admitted. "Kind of dramatic. You know, every one of them trying to be a princess. I swear, birthdays are the one night a year when every girl becomes a super bitch cause everything has to be perfect. Their own birthday or not. Then Matt pissed Em off because he suggested a casino first. So the girls went to dinner, we hit the casino then we all met up at Hyde around ten. Then the girls got hammered and we were deduced to being babysitters. It just wasn't a total blast, that's for sure. Girls think everyone had fun though, so that's what counts."

"So it was probably a good thing we didn't show up?" I threw the question out there casually yet carefully. I knew Syn would be honest with me.

"No shit. No offence man, but Bailey in their presence and state last night probably wouldn't have went over so well."

Now it was my turn to be honest. "Well they're gonna have to get over it sooner or later." I took another sip of coffee then dumped the rest down the drain. That little chat had provided me enough fuel to get to work. "I wanna hear what Rev laid down last night after I left."

"It's pretty intense stuff," Syn was right behind me, close enough to startle me.
I was about to address Fred, our engineer when my cell rang. I dug it outta my pocket and pressed it to my ear.

"Yo."

"Hey babe."

Her voice brought a smile to my face. "Hey. What are you up to?"

"I'm on my way to Louis Vuitton."

"Jesus," I couldn't help but laugh and be thankful I wasn't on this shopping trip with here. "Gonna do some damage?"

"Little bit. I have a dinner and then we have a club appearance tonight."

There wen't my hopes for us hanging out tonight. "Who's we?"

"Maggie's taken on another girl, it's her first night out as an official up and coming girl. So I've been summoned to help her out."

"Sounds cool. Have you met her yet?"

"No, I'm gonna meet her tonight just before we hit LAX. I was actually phoning to see if you were busy tonight?"

I wasn't insanely busy, but I couldn't really leave the guys hanging again. Not for a club appearance. Wasn't really my scene anyway. "I'll most likely still be here in the studio."

"Well that's shitty. I have to find us dates. Apparently this club is looking into a couples night?"

I figured it was a rhetorical question but answered anyway. "I dunno. Anyone else you can ask?"

She paused for a moment. "I was gonna ask Pete Wentz but apparently he and Ashley are going anyway. Honestly, like loosing Terra and Stephany could be the downfall of my career. I mean fuckin' Terra had her finger in everyone's business, knew everyone."

Now it was my turn to feel guilty even though I was sure she hadn't meant it that way. After all if it wasn't for me, she and Terra and Stephany would still be best friends. But I wasn't ready to get into that again.

"Believe me, Bail, your life can only get better with out them."

"I know." she was quiet a moment before she spoke again. "Would you happen to know anyone who would like to come?"

I couldn't help but laught. "Oh man who'd wanna go out with a bunny and a model? My brother. Syn's brother. Syn's body guard. Umm we have this friend, Tal Cooperman but I think he was with that Audrina Patridge chick. They might be there anyway. I would suggest Joel and Benji but Joel won't leave Nicole home alone, especially not with that new baby. She needs some time to rest. Umm, there's always the Berry twins."

"Like Matt and Jason?"

"Yeah." I glanced around the studio. Matt and Johnny were sitting on the couch quietly. Rev was in the booth and Syn was now sitting in a chair beside Fred while the Berry twins played a game of chess from the other couch.

"Can they dress and act totally presentable?" she laughed.

"Hold on. Yo Matt B. come here." Matt looked up at me then reached out for my phone as I headed over and passed it to him.

"Hello?" I took a seat on the coffee table and waited to listen to half the conversation.

"Oh hey," Matt smiled at me. "What's up?"

He seemed to enjoy what he was hearing because he was grinning at me like crazy. "Absolutely sweetheart. Jason and I will meet you there at eleven."

Jason looked up at his twin brother with a puzzled expression. I couldn't help but laugh, he had no idea what Matt had just signed him up for.

***

"Oh, Maggie's big money maker is here. Bailey over here!" Jared, Maggie's right hand spoke loud enough for me to hear him but decided to gesture and loudly call me over anyway.

I approached him and another girl with a smile. They were waiting near the front of the entrance behind the advertisements with a small group of other people.

"Bailey, this is Becca. She's Maggie's new toy."

At first I thought he was joking, she did not look like someone Mag would take on. But she shifted nervously and remained quiet as I took in her appearance. Her bleach blond hair with honey highlights fell pin straight down past her shoulders. Her bangs stopped just above her eyes and the tattoos on her chest and across her shoulders and her right sleeve made her stick out in the modeling world. However, it opened her up to the more 'rockstar' type modeling gigs. But for now she was in a green sequinced dress by Yves Saint Laurent. Her clutch was red sequinced and her heels were silver. She looked damn good, but 'new girl' was written all over her.

"Becca," I offered her my hand. "I'm Bailey. Sorry we didn't get to meet before tonight. You look kinda stressed out."

"Stressed out is an understatement." she left out a puff of frustration I was sure she was holding in, then took in another deep breath. "I mean, I'm in a goddamn dress that costs over four thousand dollars. And I'm about to walk down some carpet and have people take my picture and go into a club knowing no one."

"Deep breaths," I smiled softly.

She nodded then smiled for the first time. "I like what you're wearing."

I looked down at myself. I was dressed in a bright yellow strapless Versace dress and Christian Louboutin heels so I felt like I looked pretty damn good. They'd also thrown my hair into curlers so now my blond hair cascaded down past my shoulders in big curls.

"Thank you. Now did Maggie brief you at all about tonight?"

"No," she looked at me wide eyed again, a look of panic spreading across her face.

"It'll be fine. Walk slowly, unless you're use to those heels. Stop about every, oh five or six steps for pictures. They're gonna ask you questions but don't answer, just look at a different photographer. I'll be right behind you, if anything really needs to be answered I'll do it. Secondly, I have dates for us, they'll meet us inside. They're good guys."

"Oh, good." she looked from me to Jared. "Are you coming in?"

"Yes," he nodded. "But I'll be walking behind Bailey. We have a few more models coming."
I glanced up at Jared and he simply shrugged. "Alright, let's go ladies."

"I'm not cut out for this," Becca huffed as she straighted up and began to follow Jared. "I mean I manage a handful of supercross racers. I'm a jeans and tshirt kinda girl. Or like Fox Racing gear."

"Well think of it this way," I followed closely behind her, "with Maggie as your manager, you might end up being the face of FOX Inc. Or Spy or Thor or whatever."

"Is that what you're kinda doing too?"

I glanced at her then back at the red carpet in front of LAX. "Ummm, no. I'm the face of Playboy."

"Oh, wow," she smiled at me and shot me a glance over her shoulder. "That's pretty cool. I'll be honest, when Maggie was telling me about you, I kinda imagined you as a high maintenance bitch."

I couldn't help but laugh. "You shoulda met me ten years ago."