Piper's POV

There were so many fans once we exited our airplane. Most of them were for Drew, but I had a fair amount too.

Drew struts out in front of me and I roll my eyes. Lacy, a sweet girl who was on the same plane as me, nudges me forward gently. There's another girl too, Sarah or something. She walks in front of Lacy and I. I follow her out.

Lacy bounces with joy at seeing all of her fans. She flashes her braces and runs over to a boy to sign something.

I trudge forward, trying to make it to the doors. Drew is currently flirting with a guard, who is trying to ignore her. Sarah doesn't have many fans, so she's already at the door.

I spot a girl around my age in the crowd. I walk towards her and she looks like she's about to faint.

"OMG! You're, like, Drew's sister! You're soooo lucky to be able to live with her! She's, like, super famous! Can I have your autograph?"

She's a pain. I hate basic girls like her and Drew. I smile at her.

"Sorry, but no. If you want Drew's signature, I'll go get her."

She narrows her eyes at me and walks away. A boy behind her looks into my eyes.

"Sorry about my jerk sister. She's a pain."

I snort. "So is mine."

He laughs. He's cute, I guess. Dark hair and brown eyes.

"I'm Ryan."

"Piper," I say.

"I know. I'm rooting for you."

He puts out his hand like he wants to shake mine. I shake his and feel a piece of paper in my own hand.

"Just in case you're not the One," he says with a wink before he walks to his sister.

I stumble to the door.

"Oh honey, you could get in trouble for doing that," Drew says with a snarl.

Usually I shrink back from her, but I still feel the high I got from the crowd's energy.

"Right, because saying "hi" to a fan isn't aloud, but flirting with a guard is perfectly fine. I'll remember that."

Before she can do anything, a lady walks over.

"Hello, I'm Delilah. Come inside."

Lacy squeezes my shoulder and I walk in with her.

They bring me to a chair, where they take a "before" picture. Then I'm led to another station.

"What do you want your image to be?"

Drew told me all about HER image. I already know mine. I smile sweetly at the man.

"My image will be myself."

He laughs.

"Ah, an individual. How refreshing. Well, your hair is a mess and you need some makeup. I thought with your sister being a model..."

He trails off, but his words put ice in my veins.

"I am not my step-sister. I am my own person and will be treated according to that. Do you understand?"

He nods quickly.

"Good."

I'm led to a place where a few girl scrub my body. They then put on cinnamon lotion.

A girl leads me away someone to get my hair done. All I let them do is wash it.

Another girl takes me away to do my nails. I only let them do a natural color.

A lady with a camera comes towards me.

"Have you started your nails yet?" She asks.

"Yes, I am finished."

"Oh"

She looks disappointed and moves on.

I'm led away to another place where they put on makeup. Mascara, eyeliner, blush, the whole package. I put my foot down when they come at me with a tube of red lipstick.

The entire time I hear Drew shouting something to the maids. I pity them.

The last place is a rack of dresses. I choose the simplest one, which isn't saying much. At least it's not pink. It's more of a turquoise color.

I slip on shoes and they tell me to go sit in a parlor.

After a bit, I get bored. I leave the room to find the bathroom.

Since I've never been here before, I get lost quickly. I try to turn around, but I can't remember what hall I came through.

I'm turning a corner when I run into someone.

"I'm so sorry, miss. I didn't see you there."

"No it's my fault. I should have been watching where I walk."

"No, really, miss, the fault is all mine."

He is so sincere. I hold my hand up and he stops talking. If only the same thing would work with Drew.

"I ran into you. It's my fault, got it?"

He nods dreamily. His eyes are a bright blue and he was a strange scar above his lip.

"What's your name?" I ask him.

"Officer Grace."

I roll my eyes.

"Your real name, silly."

He hesitates for a second before answering.

"My name is Jason."

"I'm Piper."

"What are you doing out here, miss?"

"You will not call me miss. I am Piper. And I got lost."

"I'll lead you back m-, I mean Piper."

I take his arm and he leads me back.