". . . I'm going out of my mind. For that I hate you!" Tess Tyler's voice played over the speakers into the small sport's bar. Not many people listened to the music playing in the back round, too caught up in their own little worlds to even acknowledge there was music playing. I, on the other hand, was an exception to that brainless commonality.

Maybe it was because music was in my blood, that I noticed any strand of music playing. Maybe it was because I longed to be back on the stage, that I paid attention to any up and coming star. Or maybe, it was because of the history between that little pop diva and me.

I rolled my eyes, glazed over in my buzzed state of mind, as the big screen television displayed Tess Tyler prancing along the stage, already singing her latest hit song. I drowned my drink before turning back to the T.V.

She hadn't changed much, other then the years of aging maturing her, she looked pretty much the same as the last time I saw her. Her blond hair hung in loose curls around her face, bringing out her bright cobalt eyes even more. Her lips were painted a soft pink, and her blue dress held all the sparkle I'd always known her to love. I half laughed to myself as I remembered her telling me about her sparkle-obsession.

"Anything that sparkles, I wear it." She explained, showing off the glimmering shirt.

"Why?" My young mind couldn't comprehend her love of everything sparkly.

"Because if you're sparkly, then people notice you. I have to get noticed if I'm going to be famous!" She had exclaimed loudly.

I always remembered thinking that, no matted how stupid her reasoning was, she looked amazing in glitter.

"You a fan?" A young woman asked, sliding into the seat next to me. I glanced over my shoulder for a half second before turning back to Tess. Even with that quick glance, I could tell she was pretty. Long dark curls fell halfway down her back, and she had big brown eyes. Not to mention a killer body. I shrugged one shoulder lifelessly, as an answer to her question.

"You could say that." She chuckled, a sweet little laugh.

"Not many guys would be willing to admit that they even listen to Miss Tyler, let alone say they were a fan. What makes you so different?" I turned back to her, confusion written on my face. I didn't know at the time, but that one little question would change my life forever.

"A lot of things."

"Like what?"

"It's a long story." I mumbled, holding out my cup for another refill. Alright, so maybe I was a little more then buzzed.

"I'm always in the mood for a story." She said, reaching out and taking the cup from my hands. "Let's say you and me go out for some coffee and you tell me." I sighed and let her help me up from the chair.

"If this is some weird way of asking me on a date, I'm interested." I slurred, stumbling as we walked towards the door. She laughed again.

"Trust me, this isn't a date. Just two friends talking over coffee." I stopped.

"What makes us friends?" She shrugged and tugged on my jacket.

"Come on, let's just get you out of here." She pulled me up closer to her and dragged me over to her car. "Get in." She ordered, pushing me in the vehicle. I didn't protest.

Twenty minutes later we sat in the far corner of Starbucks, two warm cups off coffee sitting in front of us. I was surprised that the store was even still open, considering it had to be close to midnight.

"Now, about that story. . ." The woman, who I had learned was named Victoria, placed her hands out in front of her. I shook my head, but stopped when it began pounding from all the alcohol I had consumed that night.

"You don't want to hear my sappy loveless life story." I mumbled, taking a long sip of coffee. She waited until I was finished to speak.

"If it has to do with you and Tess Tyler, then yes. Yes I do. Besides, I'm always up for an interesting story." I scoffed. Our story certainly was interesting.

"Fine, but you asked for it. It all started about 15 years ago . . ."

A/N: Don't yell at me, I'm finishing Creating Ripples right now. But this story just suddenly popped into my head, and I had to write it. Before I knew, I had the entire thing planned out, and I couldn't resist. Now, this story is a Tess/mystery character story. If you want to find out who the other character is, you have to keep reading. I'll little hints at you he is before I tell you, so keep your eyes out for those things. That is, if you keep reading. I'd like to know what you think, so leave a review

.Jonas