"Yeah, well, you better be prepared to play the role of your life then, because if the press gets wind of this one, you're going to have to exit stage left immediately." Nadine's ears redden with worry. "I'm sure Laney already told you that dropping everything and going to school isn't the smartest move. Your fans will think you're tired of Hollywood and not interested in working. Not that you're just taking a vacation!"

"I thought you, of all people, would be happy I was doing this," I reply innocently. "You're always saying I need a break."

"Yeah, but I never thought you would take me seriously. Your mother is going to kill me when she hears about this." Nadine begins biting her already chewed-up nails. "Rodney, help me out here."

Rodney hasn't said anything, come to think of it, but he is a man of few words. "I think it could be good for Kates to have a normal life," he finally responds.

"Rodney, I love you!" I throw my arms over the front seat and around his large neck.

"Careful, I'm driving!" He's holding on to the steering wheel with one hand and has an Egg McMuffin sandwich in the other. "I didn't say you could pull it off."

"I will if you guys help me." I gaze at Nadine imploringly. She starts biting her nails again.

"If I'm going to be in on this plan, it's going to require some serious prep work," Rodney muses thoughtfully. "I need to check out the school grounds, flag all the exits, survey the paparazzi situation."

"There won't be any paparazzi. It's a regular school with no Hollywood drama. Doesn't it sound amazing?" I imagine my locker decorated with pictures of Chad Michael Murray.

"You've lost your mind," Nadine states solemnly, "but at least you're finally standing up to your parents and making your own decisions."

"I haven't told them yet," I mumble. "Or Laney." Nadine looks at me blankly.

"Ohhhhh boy." Rodney whistles. "I want to be there when she tells her mom!" He turns around and looks at Nadine, and they both suddenly burst out laughing.

"Come on, you guys. It won't be that bad." Their laughter only gets louder. Nadine actually leans back in her seat and grasps her chest.

"I... can't... breathe ..." she spurts out. Rodney howls more.

"Look, I was hoping you guys would help me. That's why I told you first. I was hoping we could role play the conversation."

Nadine stops laughing and looks at me, baffled. "You mean you want me and Rodney to play your parents?" She and Rodney burst out laughing again. Nadine is heaving so hard, tears are rolling down her cheeks.

"Guys, be serious!" I beg. I swear, sometimes I feel like I'm the parent here.

"Okay, okay." Nadine calms down. "Let's try it." She straightens up in the seat and purses her lips. "Kaitlin, dear, I wish you'd wear your hair down more. It's so in."