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*Chapter 2*

"There they are," Chloe said, pointing to the other side of the food court.

Brandi and Deehone waved and the four of them walked over to the table they were sitting at.

"Oh yeah, don't get up or anything," Alicia said.

"Sorry, but our feet hurt," Deehone complained.

"You should've thought and worn running shoes like us," Chloe said.

"But they don't go with our outfits," Brandi said.

Moesha rolled her eyes. "C'mon," she said. "We gotta go home."

They started walking out and passed a news stand. There was a National Enquirer with Chloe's picture on the front. In the picture she was wearing white pants and a lime green tube top. The headline read: "Pop Star's Secret Sex Life."

"What the hell is this?" Chloe exclaimed. She grabbed the magazine, but Alicia snatched it out of her hands.

"Chloe, who cares what it says," Alicia said. "It's all just garbage, tabloid trash."

"I want to know what it says!" Chloe said.

"Just forget about it," Deehone said.

They left the mall and got in the van. Chloe just stared out the window, daydreaming. She didn't notice the hot guy standing on the corner. She didn't sing along with everyone when 'Nookie' came on the radio. She didn't even "ooh" and "ahh" when they passed a bilboard with their picture on it, promoting Mirage's new album.

When they got up, Chloe went upstairs to her room. Everyone else gathered in the kitchen.

"Guys, this is really bad," Dawn said. "What are we going to do?"

Alicia was already over at the computer. "I'm looking up the article to find out what it says."

Everyone gathered around the computer to read the article. The article wasn't a long one. It talked about past relationships Chloe has had with two of their male dancers and one of their band members. It also said that a "close source" told them about a one night stand Chloe had with another one of their dancers.

"This is not good," Brandi said. "And who's this 'close source' they're talking about?"

They all looked at each other. "No! No way! It wasn't me!" they all said.

"Well, the dancers she dated were Austin and Dave," Alicia said," and I know Austin and he wouldn't do that."

"What about Dave?" Brandi asked.

"No, I don't think he would do that," Deehone said. "He is a jerk, but he wouldn't do that."

"Neither would Steve," Dawn said. "They're still good friends."

"So, who's this 'one night stand'?" Moesha asked.

They all looked at each other, then looked at Dawn. Dawn and Chloe had known each other almost their whole lives. They share a bedroom. Everyone knew that if Chloe was going to tell anyone, it would be Dawn.

"Well, c'mon Dawn," Brandi said. "Who was it?"

"I wasn't supposed to tell anyone, so don't tell anyone I told you. It was Will."

Everyone was quiet.

"When?" Moesha asked.

"You know when our first single came out and we did that promotional tour?" Everyone nodded and Dawn continued, "Yeah, it was in New York."

"That bastard!" Moesha said. "It was probably him that told the press."

"Why would he tell about Chloe and no one else?" Dee said quietly.

"What?! Dee did you do something with him too?" Brandi asked, shocked.

Dee nodded, ashamed. "Me and him were at a bar in Las Vegas, and I got really drunk, and then we got back to the hotel, and..."

"I can't believe you did something with Will," Alicia said.

"She's not the only one," Moesha said quietly, looking at the window. She looked at Brandi, Alicia and Dawn staring at her. Deehone was looking down at the floor.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Chloe said, coming into the kitchen. She decided she wanted to tell everyone what happned, thinking they didn't already know. "What's wrong?"

"I can't believe you guys," Alicia said, looking at Moesha and Deehone. She began to walk out of the kitchen. She stopped and looked at Chloe and shook her head, then went upstairs with Brandi right behind her.

"OK, so I missed something," Chloe said.

"They know," Dawn said. "They know about you and Will in New York."

"You told?! I told you not to tell!" Chloe yelled. "Why the fuck did you tell them, Dawn? God dammit! You promised! You swore on Shake Your Bon Bon!" (inside joke, ya'll probably don't understand)

"I'm sorry," Dawn apologized, "but they would have found out anyway. I saved you the embarasssment."

"Oh, thank you so much," Chloe said sarcastically. "How were they going to find out?"

"It's in the news," Moesha said, pointing at the computer screen.

"What? Oh no. Fuck no." Chloe walked over to the computer. She sat down and read the article. When she was done, she turned and looked at Dawn, Moesha and Deehone. "Great. The whole world thinks I'm a slut. A fucking slut! And you!" she screamed, pointing at Dawn "You couldn't even wait and let me tell them. You swore on our friendship! How can I ever trust you again?" With tears streaming down her face, Chloe grabbed her purse and car keys.

"Listen, Chloe," Dawn began," I just - "

"Save it," Chloe interrupted, before she left, slamming the door.

Dawn was standing in the middle of the kitchen, dumbfounded. She looked at Deehone and Moesha.

"I didn't mean to...I just...I never,"Dawn couldn't even speak. She simply turned and walked out of the room.

Moesha grabbed a pack of cigarettes from on top of the fridge and went outside. She usually doesn't smoke, only when she's really stressed.

Deehoen began to cry. Her two best friends in the whole world, Alicia and Brandi, were totally pissed at her. Chloe, her party buddy, ran off in tears, thinking God knows what. She felt so bad for her. Dawn, the one that cheers everyone up, was off somewhere, depressed as hell. And Moesha, the one that never takes anything seriously, had run off embarassed and depressed.

Deehone went into the living room and sat on the couch, bawling. Ever since they got their record deal everything had gone so smoothly. No fights, no scandals, but now this. And all right before they go on tour, with the Backstreet Boys.

Deehone got up and walked over to the liquor cabnet. She opened it and took out a full bottle of whiskey and a shot glass. She turned the stereo on really loud. She sat down on the couch pouring shots and throwing them back until the bottle was empty, then passed out.

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