Sold? Oh Please.

Jessie kept her head down and hood up and she walked into the salon. She didn't have Jason's card on her the wicked guy couldn't even leave it with her. And she was in dire need of a disguise. It would be harder for her since she was an actress, different looks were kind of necessary in her line of work.

"What can we help you with miss?" The receptionist asked.

"Uh... I need to do my hair." She said.

"Oh okay, the hair salon is on the second floor." the lady directed her and she nodded, thanking her she walked into the elevator. As she got off she walked past an open room, she froze when she heard the voice that came from it.

"Sunny, you can't be serious. The CEO will not be happy about this, we have to cut your hair for the part." The voice said.

"But look... I don't want to" Sunny whined.

Jessie's hand flew to her mouth and tears fell down her cheeks, Tony. She moved back and tried to peep into the room but she could only see the woman sitting on the customer sit.

She had to see him, it's been too long!

"What if we just give the role to someone else?" Sunny suggested.

Tony got up from the couch he was sitting on and walked over to her, holding her shoulder. "Do you think you'll be young forever, Sunny. You can't keep being an idol, you have to start acting. Your band will last tops, three more years then what? By that time trust me you'll stop getting offers." Tony warned.

Jessie bit back a sob as she watched the man that had been a father to her for the last ten years. He hadn't changed a bit, he was still so short but very compassionate yet stern. She didn't realise how much she would miss his nagging she till now. If only she could just close her eyes and go back, that would be her.

Tony looked in the mirror, he knew he felt odd. He saw a dark figure peeing through the small opening in the door, he didn't understand why, but he wanted to see the person behind the mask. His mind kept telling him it was just some crazy fan but his instincts insisted he check. If he looked back right now he might just scare the person away without finding out who it was. Why did he feel like he knew the person.

As he looked again he saw the figure dash away, 'Did the person figure out I knew?' He asked himself.

But his question was answered as soon as the stylist walked in. 'The person was probably startled' he concluded.

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Krystal leaned against the wall as she waited for her sister to walk out of the department store with their lunches, instant ramen. Her phone rang in her pocket which was odd, she didn't have anyone that called her. It was Jonathan.

"COO good afternoon!"

"Krystal, hey you don't have to call me that anymore, you know that right?" He said with a small chuckle.

"Ah... then what else do I call you?" She asked.

"Jonathan oppa?"

She coughed, "what? No that's not acceptable" she squealed. Her face turning a bright shade of red as she heard him laugh through the phone.

"Whatever, call Mr. Kang then." He said the amusement in his voice evident. "What have you found for me?"

"What?" Krystal asked, totally confused.

"About what we talked about last time? Have you found any valuable information?" He asked again.

And it came to her, "shit!" She cursed. She totally forgot about that.

"Um... well she still alive!" She blurted out.

"Yeah I knew that much. Anything else?" He asked.

"Nope, not at the moment. Although I do have a lead, I was going to check it out today." She lied.

"Really? That would be great. So I'll call you later?" He asked.

"Yeah sure. Good bye!" She said quickly ending the call. Shit! She totally forgot! She began to rack her brain, where could she go from here? She could go back and beg the man from the hospital... no that wouldn't work. He was too rigid and besides she couldn't risk losing her senses if she ran into the breathtaking man from last time. The sassy reporter! She snapped her finger. She pulled out her card and typed in the numbers, hoping that she wasn't touchy today. She needed information and she needed it fast.

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Jessie struggled to calm her racing heart, that was too close. She was almost exposed, a few more seconds and they would have found a her standing outside. How bad would it look? Pretty bad, she would seem like a stalker with the wrong intentions. Not that she hated or disliked Sunny or anything but she wasn't the nicest of celebrities. If she was caught no way the matter would have been resolved easily.

She stood in the restroom a little longer, after a while she decided it would be safe to walk back out and she bumped into someone.

"Oh I'm so sorry." She apologised, looking down to see who she bumped into.

"Jessie?"

Her eyes widened and she took a step back. Before she could dash away the person caught her arm and pulled her into a tight hug. Jessie's resolve to escape and remain hidden broke and she cried. Hugging back with as much emotion. She missed the short, stern man, she'd missed him too much.

"Thank goodness you're okay!" He said.

She opened her mouth to speak but only sobs came out, burying her face in his shoulders she cried. After a bit, she calmed down and he released her from the hug.

Tony held her arms and smiled, "take those off let me see you." He said.

She smiled and pulled of her mask and cap, letting her platinum curls fall freely.

"You're okay, you're okay." He smiled cupping her face.

"Tony... I missed you so much!" She cried.

"Hey, why are you crying so much? When did you become such a cry baby?" He asked lightly.

"Don't tease me, I really missed you." She said wiping her tear stained face.

"This seems too good to be true, how are you here? Your supposed to be dead Jessie."

"I know, it surprises me as well" she laughed.

"What happened Jessie? Where have you been?"

"Oh Tony, it such a long story. Do you have the time?"

"I always have time for you. Tell me everything."