September. The long-awaited album release came along with it. 2nd day of the month boys officially released their album.

""Swan Songs ". Fuck, I am holding in the hands our first, true album. Kurlzz, punch me right in the face, as I love my mother. "

Matthew did exactly what Charlie asked him.

"I was joking, you idiot! That hurt! "

All band members stood in store, where their album was proudly presented on the shelf. Every now and then the people came and were listening their album and then they were buying the disc. For the band it was something amazing.

"This is our record!" Scene shouted enthusiastic. In the end, Johnny could not stand it and hit him in the head.

"You idiot, fans are not supposed to know us, you forgot?"

"Oh yes. Sorry. But you know, once in the end we will take the masks off, we will have to begin to enjoy the privileges of being a celebrity, " Funny shrugged his shoulders, and the rest nodded.

Jorel was holding the album in his hands and stared at it as if hypnotized. Stephanie gently touched his arm. The boy looked at her and smiled.

"I do not believe that we have finally succeeded. It is amazing."

"You fully deserved it," added the girl. "You were workin hard on it. Besides, you are pretty darn good at this. Too bad would happen if you kept your music for yourself. "

Deuce clapped and rubbed his hands together.

"So what's know? Maybe we can go for some bitch..." he began, but the sight seeing Stephanie, he reflected. "I wanted to say, drinks, yes."

So they went to the bar. And they didn't stoped on one drink, so that day and night were very successful for all of them. Almost all, because Stephanie again quarreled with Aaron, who finally left the premises and left in the direction of downtown LA.

Steph lost her party mood. She called a taxi, packed her pals and went home.

At home the girl, with Kurlzz helping her, deployed everyone in their rooms, rejecting a proposal of Jordon, who wanted to sleep with her. Matt also went to bed. Brunette went to the kitchen. She leaned against the counter and looked thoughtful.

She thought about her relationship, or rather its parody. Aaron certainly now was playing with some girls, even without thinking about her. She was sorry that the boy treated her like that, even though she will jump for him in the fire. Increasingly she was convinced that the feeling is one-sided and that this relationship won't make out.. She doubted that Deuce will ever be able to stabilize. After all, he had the right age, and all he think about is partying all the time, alcohol and whores. Stephanie had enough. She had no strength to fight.

She made the decision.

Satisfied with balanced heart, she pulled juice from the fridge. She poured herself a glass, turned and almost had a heart attack. Behind her stood Jorel, staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" Stephanie asked. "You should be sleeping."

"What are you doing here? And why are you sad? "

"How did you come to that?"

"I see. Stephanie, you're my friend. I know when something is wrong. "

Brunette laughed bitterly.

"Everything's not okay, since I've been with Deuce. Something is wrong all the time. Tell me, is something wrong with me? Am i not good enough for him that he prefers to go to a whore? "

Jorel shook his head, walking over to her.

"With you everything is fine, honey. He is blind, stupid idiot who can not appreciate what he have. "

Decker pick a strand and put it behind her ear. His breath smelled of alcohol, but surprisingly it did not bother her. She looked up at him, then leaned her head on his chest, and he just hugged her. He puts his face in her hair, soaking up their scent.

"You deserve more than he can give you." J said. "Say the word, and I will give youthe world. With me you'll never feel bad, I love you and I will not let you hurt. Just give me a chance. "

Stephanie sighed. But after all, she were still giving Jorel hope, isn't she? Maybe it was not such a bad idea? Maybe Jorel is a good one for her?

Stephanie looked up. Their eyes were lost in each other. Jorel leaned forward and kissed her gently, first studying her reaction. When she did not protested, he deepened the kiss, moving his hands on her hips. He lifted her up and sat on the counter. Stephanie put her legs around his waist, hands put together on his neck, kissing him pasionatly. The kiss became more and more violent. Jorel interrupted it.

"Let's go upstairs," he said directly to her ear.

Steph nodded. She jumped to the ground and holding Jorel's hand went upstairs. Quietly they entered the room. On the way to the bed they started to shake off their clothes. Steph remained in pants and bra, Jorel was not wearing a shirt. They sat down on the bed and began to look at themselves. Stephanie followed with her hands over his body, enjoying the touch of his skin. It was not the first time they saw their bodies, so many times they were together at the pool or on the beach. But it was the first time when they were in such an intimate situation. They wanted to get to know each other from the side from which so far wasn't known for them. Jorel laid the girl on the bed and began to kiss every inch of her body, from the forehead and temples, the jaw, neck, arms and chest. Moments later, her bra was thrown into a corner.

Pants also not remained long, joining the rest of the garment. J reached for his wallet, pulled out a condom and with little help he put it on.

"Are you sure?" Jorel asked, staring into her eyes.

The girl bit her lip, returning his gaze. She nodded. Decker was very stressed, but somehow it went. When Steph felt him, her body arched. It took them a while to adjust to each other's bodies, but when they caught a common rhythm, they both agreed that it was the best sex of their lives.

That night they made love many times. With each orgasm Jorel was falling in love with Stephanie increasingly, while Steph felt increasingly torn and felt also that she was doing wrong.

Lovers fall asleep in the morning, snuggle into each other like little children. Jorel for first time in a long time slept quietly, having with him the woman of his life.

He did not know what awaits him in a few hours.