Sierra's POV

It's been a few days since that perfect night. Michael is at home well again. I'm not allowed over, but every night Janet helps me get inside their gated property. Michael would help, but they are watching his door at all times. Always wanting to know where he's going when he leaves.

I feel bad. I hate having to sneak around. I get home after school and toss my bookbag on the ground. I hear my dad in the kitchen. I hear Cuban music coming from the kitchen.

"Honey, come here!"

I walk into the kitchen to find my dad salsa dancing while making salsa. I laugh and start dancing with him.

"What's the occasion? "

He says happily, "The world tour is official! Ten years on the glorious road! It's perfect! All the concerts are already sold out! We leave next week! Wooo!"

I was hoping this wouldn't happen. I stop dancing.

"Dad, ten years sounds pretty...excessive. "

"Don't worry, Sierra, you won't even notice how much time as pass with all the fun you'll be having! "

I see no point and trying to negotiate with him. He's already made it official. I'm officially leaving for ten years to travel the world. I have to leave Michael's side for ten years! (AN: I realize ten years is pretty excessive, but I looked it up and it said it all depends on the artist's schedule on how long they stay. Sorry if it sounds too unreal.)

What could be worse?

I sigh and say, "I want permission to see Michael the day before I have to leave. I can't tell him sooner. You have to make that possible. Please."

He looks at me concerned. He knows of the incident a few days ago and he hates Joseph right now. That's also the night I learned about him trying to get me on tour. That's why I seemed disturbed.

(AN: She sounds like Mariah Carrey and Alicia Keys combined. I'm not sure if that sounds good together lol.)

I guess I can't leave my fans waiting. They love it when I go on tour. All my concerts are always sold out. I'm blessed.

"OK, Sierra. I'll discuss it with Joseph. He should agree to it."

I nod. "But don't ask until a few days before I go! I don't want Michael knowing at all!"

He nods. I leave the kitchen and run up to my room. I close my door and turn on my stereo. I turn it up loud and scream from the top of my lungs. I fall to the floor and start crying.

"Ten fucking years! Why! Ten fucking years!!!"

I break down in tears. This can't be happening. I have to tell Scot, Shanone and Michael. It'll be at the same time. I want to be fair in some way.

Dad comes up the stairs and knocks on my door.

"Honey?"

I turn down my stereo and wipe my tears.

"Yeah, dad?"

"Why is your music so loud?"

Lie dammit!

"I'm just so excited so I decided to dance it out."

I can tell he's smiling. "Oh, Sierra, I forgot to tell you, you'll no longer be going to school, because we have a lot to pack. I'll just hire a tutor. OK honey?"

"Yeah, dad. Sounds cool. "

He is oblivious to the fact that I'll be leaving all my friends and most importantly, Michael. He knows he's my best friend. Where's his damn sympathy!?

I hear his footsteps walk away. I hate life right now....