With the video for Innocent Girls finished, and just one more day before the album, Fragile, was in stores, we were excited, to say the least. My Cruel Sensation life was going great. We we getting more popular all over the US and Canada. The anticipation for the release of our new album was huge. Jimmy, Trevor and Jamal were very proud of us, and we were proud of ourselves.

But behind closed doors, when we weren't in the public eye, when we weren't Cruel Sensation, our lives kinda sucked. Joey, first of all, was kinda letting the fame go to her head. She'd already blown of our tutor, telling her she doesn't need to do school work. She's not even 16 yet! Also, recently, she's been blowing off fans. She'd sign autographs and talk to a few hot guys, and then leave and not talk to the younger fans, male or female. I was getting sick of her attitude.

Dare, on the other hand, was being a great "pop star". She was naturally good at it. She never got a big head, and loved all the fans the same. But her relationship with Kent was failing. They tried to see each other, but both were just too busy. Marce and Cher were both handling everything pretty good, too.

But me... I was having some problems. At home, both my parents were upset because I was never around. I was either practising, recording, writing or just hanging with the girls. I was never at home. Andie and Abbie were both mad at me, too. My relationship with Fox was getting worse, to say the least. We barely talked, and when we did, it was only briefly. He was in College, I was a pop star. He and his brothers were still our dancers, but we weren't going out on tour again until November. We'd been asked to be the opening act for 98 Degrees' next tour, from November 21st til December 24th, Christmas Eve. Of course we said we would, and now we're pumped about that.

Fox and I were growing apart, we both knew it. The weird thing is that neither of us seemed to mind much. Neither of us attempted to save the relationship. We knew it would soon be over. All those whispered 'I love you's, and all those times we said we'd be together forever... none of that mattered now. Apparently he was more concerned with his schoolwork than me. And I guess I did care more about my group than him. My conclusion was that our relationship was too physical and sexual, right from the start. I think it would have been better if it was more emotional. But that didn't matter either.

That actually got me thinking. My relationship/friendship with Nick had been practically all emotional. Sure, I hadn't talked to him in almost 3 weeks, but I could fix that soon enough.

I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock at 6am, Monday September 19th. I knew we had a photoshoot for the new single cover at 10am, and an inteview for the local newspaper, about the album, at 2pm. Then we were free after that.

I decided I'd go to Fox's house and we'd sit down and talk. I knew he got home from school around 5pm, and we'd probably be done just around that time.

"Fay!" I heard someone scream to me. I snapped out of the little daze I'd been in and blinked, looking around.

"Fay! We have to start the interview, c'mon!" I looked and say Joey yelling at me. I stood up and walked in her direction. My watch read 1:55pm.

The interview felt like it lasted forever. All these questions that we'd answered a million times before. We always tried to be all smiles, but right now I was too busy worrying about what I was going to say to Fox. Just my luck, one of my last questions was one I didn't feel like answering.

"Fay, everyone knows you were dating one of your dancers during the summer tour... is that still going on?" the lady asked me, grinning.

I took a deep breath before answering. I knew that Fox would be reading the interview in the paper pretty soon.

"Yeah... it is. We've been together for about 4 months." I replied.

The girls all looked at me, knowingly. I was going to break up with him today. I wasn't sure how, hell, I wasn't even sure why, but I was going to do it.

It was almost 6pm by the time we were done for the day. I'd been thinking all day and I was ready. I said goodbye to the girls and everyone, and then went outside, got into my car, and started driving. I actually drove around for half an hour before I drove to Fox's house. He wasn't expecting me. I parked in the driveway and walked slowly to the front door. Replaying what I would say to him, in my mind, I rung the doorbell and waited.