My head pounds as the limo zooms into town. Music rumbles through the tiny speakers, making the headache feel ten times worse. I'm glad I only have to be in this confined space with Chase for another two minutes. The limo picked up Chase, Damien and Charlotte at their hotel in the city, then stopped by my house and picked up Rachael, and myself. Alexa went home to carpool with Patty after our sleepover.

Of course, it's my luck that I ended up squished between Charlotte and Chase. She won't stop giving me dirty looks, like I forced him to break it off with her. He tried so hard to talk to me during yesterday's live stream at the theater. I answered all his questions curtly, and mostly attempted to ignore him. He makes his presence known. You can feel the arrogance radiating off him like the heat of the sun. He swipes a blonde lock off to the side and then casually flashes his baby blues in my direction.

My chest hurts again from anxiety. The thought of this really being over has hit me. After today the world will know about Andi Miller's demise. Following the premier the cast and I will be doing another Q&A. I'm dreading the one question I don't know the answer to and that is, what are you going to do next? Honestly, I'm still on the fence, acting was something I lived and breathed for five long wonderful years, not counting all the local productions I was in when I was younger. I'm not ready to give it all up, but if I were to go back, I know things need to change for it to not feel like it's work.

As we pull up to the theater the panic starts to set in. My chest constricts. If I don't get out of this limo soon, I may burst. This is it, my time in Starlien has come to an end, sure it was over this spring, but now it's official. I'm no longer going to walk on set in the fall and see Chase ready for action, or Rachael telling the makeup girl that she could do a better job. I'll be stepping into the doors of Peconic High School, a new chapter, a new beginning. I'm terrified of it all.

My palms start to sweat as the limo comes to a stop outside the theater. The fans scream so loud, their shrieks hurt my ears. Across the limo Damien and Rachael are chatting up a storm. Unfortunately, the actors who played my parents, Cameron Smith and Dorothy Holiday were unable to attend due to prior commitments, so it's just five of us for tonight.

Across the street they have fans tucked away behind barricades. Their cell phones are waving in the air, hoping for a picture of us or with us. Seeing the fans react like this brings a strange sense of calm over me.

I turn my attention to the theater. Dad and Walker are standing in the doorway in awe by the turn out. Dad looks handsome in his purple tux, and Walker in his bright green one. They look so Hollywood. I love it.

"You sure you're up for this?" Chase asks.

He hasn't said one word to me since the hello he gave when I slid in beside him.

"Hollywood waits for no one."

He knows I'm pushing him away, but I don't care. I'm done. I know he's trying because the real Chase is shining through tonight, but I won't fall for it again.

"You don't have to push yourself," he says, in the same tone.

"Damn it, Chase. I'm fine!"

I shout it loud enough that everyone in the limo stops talking and focuses on us. My chest tightens again. With sweaty palms I reach over him to get to the door handle, I need to get out now.

"Lennox." He calmly puts his hand over mine.

"You may think I'm only reaching out because I'm no longer with Charlotte," he says quietly.

This is a conversation that we should not be having in front of everyone, especially Charlotte. He locks the limo door and adjusts so that he's facing me. He reaches out for my hand, but I put them behind my back.

"Charlotte isn't the reason I'm reaching out to you. I'm doing it because I care. I can see it in your eyes just like I had the day you found out it would be your last season. On the outside your strong, like it's not bothering you. Clearly, you're upset that we are having this premier. I blame myself. I did it for all the wrong reasons. I wanted to see you again and I thought maybe this would bring you back to California, but I know that's not going to happen."

I start to open my mouth, but he cuts in. "Let me just get this out, okay?"

I slowly nod.

"Just because this is the end of your Starlien journey doesn't mean there isn't more out there. You can still have all of this, and you can have your regular life. This may be the end of Andi Miller, but Lennox Taylor is just getting started. You're going to do great things, Lennox. Starlien was only the beginning, the world better be ready."

The limo is silent, even the music has stopped. The only thing I hear is the sound of the screaming fans, and the clicking of cameras outside the limo. The driver opens the door, his face beat red and angry. He stares at Chase knowing he's the one who locked it. He has the keys dangling in his hands. None of us say anything, but I nudge Chase because I don't want to hear him say another nice thing about me.

We step out and the crowd screams. This isn't our first event in New York, but having it happen in my hometown gives me chills. Some of them of course traveled to be here, but most of them are local and to see them cheering me on means a lot. There are a ton of young fans with signs, some have my name others have my character's name on it.

A group of girls shriek as Chase goes over to take a picture, and another screams for Damien. Dad and Walker are still standing at the doors watching. I give them a small wave and plaster on one of my amazing smiles. I have to pretend like I'm not breaking inside. It's not that I'm not happy that all these people came out to see us, I love my fans and seeing them again makes my heart happy. It's the whole thing with Chase and what he said about it not being the end for Lennox Taylor. He's right, it isn't. I've been thinking about it for a while, there are so many things locally I could do and audition for until school is over. Seeing the overwhelming response of the crowd here makes me not want to lose this. If I want this there are some things that need to happen first.

Out of the corner of my eye I see a flash of something near my dad's. I turn my attention in their direction and drop the pen I'm holding to sign an autograph. Mom. She's standing there on the crowded sidewalk arms flailing as she yells at the two of them.

Embarrassed, I kneel and pick up the pen.

"I'm sorry," I say, apologizing to the young girl.

She smiles as I finish signing her poster. By the time I turn back mom, dad and Walker have disappeared. I need to go and find them. I start heading for the doors when I'm pulled aside for photos with the cast in front of a huge banner with a nighttime scene on it.

After the pictures, I don't wait around with the cast. I head straight for dad's office. Behind me I hear the faint sound of someone calling my name, but I ignore them. I need to know what she's doing here. Whatever it is, it can't be good. Nothing good ever comes when she's around.