"I'm sure you'll get a new show in a second," Lauren says. "You're huge! And not just for Family Affair. I mean, everyone is still talking about you going all Hannah Montana and enrolling at that high school last year. Pretty fresh."

"And about how you dated two gorgeous guys at once," Ava adds. "How did you manage both Drew Thomas and that high school hottie?" Matty snorts.

"Oh, I wasn't dating Drew," I say quickly. "That was this silly publicity stunt the people on my next movie, Pretty Young Assassins, came up with. I'm dating the, uh, high school hottie." They nod. "How do you guys know all this stuff?"

"I live for Page Six," Ava says solemnly. "And I never miss an issue of Sure."

"Or an episode of Access Hollywood," Lauren adds.

"You guys watch and read that stuff?" Matty is stunned.

"Of course," Ava says. "Don't you?"

Matty and I look at each other. I mean sometimes, yeah, when it has to do with our family, but I don't live and breathe the rags. "Not every day," I say awkwardly.

"It's always good to stay on top of your publicity so you can get more of it," Lauren says knowingly. Suddenly she notices my bathing suit and squeals. "Where did you get that bikini? Ava, that's the one I was looking for, wasn't I? Just last week at Bendel?"

"It looks so good on you," Ava says admiringly to me. "You can pull off white. I look pasty."

I blush. "Thanks." I've met both Lauren and Ava before, but I don't think I've ever said more than two words to either of them. Their party girl reputations precede them, but they actually seem pretty nice. "I got it at that cute store on Melrose."

"The one with all the great bangle bracelets?" Ava asks.

"That's the one," I tell her.

"I love that store!" Ava gushes. "One time I spent an hour just trying on bracelets."

"My sister's done that," Matty interjects.

"Hey, have you ever been to --" Ava stops short at the sound of a camera flash.

Everyone turns around and we see a tall, bony photographer in a sand-colored tee and camo shorts hiding behind a nearby bush. Where did he come from? I haven't seen a single paparazzi all week. Rodney makes a swift move to rustle him up. Even in ninety-five-degree heat, Rodney is wearing a black tee and black jeans and looks completely terrifying in those Terminator glasses.

Before Rodney reaches the photog, Ava screams, "Gary, get over here! Where have you been hiding out? I told you I was parasailing at two sharp."

"You know him?" Rodney points menacingly.

"Know him? I invited him," Ava replies. "He's sending my parasailing pictures to X17, aren't you, Gary, my love?"

"Anything for you, Ava," Gary says, as he continues to snap pictures. "Hey, how about one with your friend here?"

Matty jumps in front of me and puts his arm around Lauren.