I went to work, and went through the usual day-to-day routine everyday except for one day. I had lunch with Dad and Suzi. Then I wen to McKenna's school had lunch with her and her friends. That girl knows the right kids. Today was Friday and I was off at 2:30 pm. The work day went slow until about lunch time. I got off work and then went and picked up McKenna from school. She was staying at my house tonight.

"So Sierra, what are we gonna do tonight?" She asked excited. "Hmmm. I'm not sure. What do you want to do?" I questioned. "Hmmmm................" She thought out load for a while. As I drove home, I kept thinking about what's gonna happen when the guys get home. I knew they were on tour but I didn't know when they would be back home on break or for another show. "OH!! I've got it! We can just hang out at your place and have a movie fest with popcorn. How does that sound?" "Good accually. We can do that." I pulled into the apartment parking lot and parked in my spot. McKenna grabbed her bookbag and I helped her get her bag.

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We were eating dinner now. We desided on just ordering pizza for dinner. So far I think she liked my apartment. "Sierra, I have to tell you something. Hopefully you'll listen." I was confused. What could she possible say. I nodded. "Okay." She took another bite of her slice of cheese pizza and started. "I just wanted you to know that me and Bri tell each other a lot of things concerning you and Jimmy." I thought to myself. 'God she sounds like she like 25 years old'. She continued. "Anyways, both Bri and I have heard Jimbo cry himself to sleep sometimes. I always feel bad and I just wait to give him and hug and make him smile. He smiles and stuff and he acts happy but everytime he hears your name or something that sounds like it you can tell it hurts him inside. You undrstand?" She said looking at me concern filled her eyes. I could feal a lump build in my stomach and throat. I promised myself not to cry. I nodded. "Do you still love him? You know like you did before you left." I nodded again. I felt like I wasn't talking to my little step sister but to my mom. I remember being able to tell her anything and she'd listen and help. McKenna smiled and leaned back in her seat. "I think you guys are just so cute together. Bri showed me a picture of you two in high school. I just had to say 'Awwwwww'." I smiled and thought back to those days again. Back to when we were in High School and we used to meet up at the park or the peir and hang out. I missed those days so much and I feel so bad for what I've done to him and everyone else here in Huntington. I wish I could take it all back but I can't I'm only human.

           For the rest of the night, McKenna and I just chilled out and finished watching some movies. We both fell asleep on the couch around 1:40am.

               Last night, I saw my brother and his band perform here in Chico. I knew he saw me. I could tell. I wasn't sure if Jimmy saw me, but I saw him. The whole time I stood in the crowd I just wanted to run up on to the stage a tell them I was sorry for leaving and everything else that I have done. But I knew I wasn't gonna be able to do it. I knew that it would hurt to badly. I woke up this morning not wanting anything but to go back home to Huntington Beach and see what I've missed but most of all see my father. I knew that leaving would open his eyes. I never reliezed how bad it would hurt him and how bad I would miss him. Even though he put me through a lot of stuff, I knew deep down he still cared and that he loved me. I felt like I still needed my dad. I'm finished with college and I have now where else to go. Why not go back to Huntington? Why not see what I've missed?

             I packed all my things and headed back down to Huntington. I entered Huntington and I think I almost started crying. Nothing had changed it was the way I left it. Ocean-scented, sand filled, and crazy towned Huntington Beach. I knew this is where I'd stay for the rest of my life. I stopped out front a little cafe outside the beach. I walked inside. I used to come here after school and get a Chocolate mocha with whipped cream. I walked up to the line. I ordered what I used to get and I waited for it and the other end. Next thing I know I hear. "Sierra Haner! What have I told you about sneaking into my bar!" I recognized the voice. I turned around.  I recognized the face, too. "Oh I swear I just tripped inside the door. I don't know how I got here" I said smilling. It was Mr. John. He owned Johnny's Bar down the street. The guys and I used to bar hop there all the time but I was always caught. I hugged Mr. John. "What are you doing back here? Brian said that you moved but he didn't know where." I smiled because I knew Brian always had a worrying issue. "I got home sick, so I moved back." "Come sit down let's talk. Got a lot to catch up on." I grabbed my coffee and followed Mr. John to a booth and sat down. "When did you get back?" "I just pulled into Huntington." "Cool. Knowing you, you don't have a plan. Do you?" "No." I said looking down. He laughed. "Same ole' Sierra. Spur of the moment." I smiled. "Well, the good thing is I have an opening at the bar for a tender and since you love the bar so much and I knew how well you are with costumers. You could come work at the bar, and knowing you again you don't have a place to stay so you can stay in the basement of the bar. No one goes down there. It's kinda like a little apartment. You could stay there until you got enough money for another apartment." I smiled I always loved Mr. John. He was kinda like another dad he always looked out for me, even when I was in trouble. "Are you sure?" He nodded. "Positive. I could use someone like you to teach the girls how to truely tend." "What is that supposed to mean?" I said sarcastically. "Gosh, Sierra. It means that you have a personaliy that is good or a employee. I keep having to fire a lot of girls." I smiled. "Sweet."

         I walked into the dimly lit room and sat down at a small wooden round table. "Mrs. Sullivan, Mr. Gordan will be right in." said the front desk lady with the red hair. Yesterday I got a call from Revolver magizine asking if I would like to be interveiwed for a 5 page spread in the July issue for this year. I accepted. They flew me out to New York for the interview.

         The door opened and a tall, thin, and black haired man walked in. "Hello Mrs. Sullivan. I'm Mr. Michael Gordan I'll be writing the interview. It's a pleasure meeting you." he said sitting down in the chair across from me and sticking his hand out for me to shake. I shoke his hand. "Nice to meet you too, Mr. Gordan."I said smiling. He smiled.

           "Okay so where to begin is the question." he said laughing. I smiled again. "How about the beginning? That seems to be a good place to start." He mumbled to himself as he took out a new yellow tablet of paper and a couple black ink pens. At the top of the first page of the tablet he wrote 'Mrs. Sierra Sullivan Interview Tablet one'. Then he pulled out another five tablets and laid them aside. I sat there in confusion. 'How long is this damn interview going to be?' I thought to myself. He looked up and saw the confusion on my face. He smiled. "I always come perpared." He said smiling and tapping the stack of five tablets on the left side on him. I smiled a little at him. Then he pulled out a small portable recorder with a pack of 10 extra tapes. I set the pack of tapes on the stack of tablets and set the recorder in front of me but facing in his direction.

             "You may start when your ready, Mrs. Sullivan." He said pressing the little red button on the recorder. I heard a small clicking noice and I new that the tape had started. I nodded at me as a que and picked up a black ink pen and was ready to start taking notes.

              "Okay. Where to begin........ Here is my story. A story about how only little things can hurt someone so much. About a family with struggles and friends with tension built up to high that only one person can fix the tension. It's about a girl who had only one goal in life and that goal never came true until someone finally believed in her. The only question is Will she be able to conquer her mistakes and have the people she loves believe in her and care for her the way they care for the other?"

                     I didn't sleep at all last night. I was worried that Sierra wouldn't come to school and that she would never speak to me again. The guys think I'm a little crazy for loving Sierra the way I do because everyone has known each other since pretty much birth and they all feel in love with each other. Yet, I haven't found anyone, until I saw Sierra. There's just something about her that sets her apart from everyone else. It draws me toward her. I asked her out and now she's my girlfriend. I love her very very much but, something is telling me that she's not coming. 

                    We were all sitting at the tables. Sierra hasn't come yet. I felt my knees shake and my palms sweat. "Dude Jimmy calm down. She'll be here. I promise" Amy said trying to calm me down. Everyone had ried to calm me down. It wasn't working. "I'm going to go use the bathroom." I said standing up and walking toward the bathrooms.