"You have an epic story?" She quirked an eyebrow at him, her soft brown eyes begging for more. Maybe she could go through this week just meeting new people, no pressure, like this. Maybe she'd come out of it with some new friends. Friends who didn't care about the tabloids or Perez Hilton or what brand she was wearing. She loved her girl friends dearly, but that did seem like it would be a breath of fresh air.
To be more than a face. More than a means to an end. Thinking of it now made her miss her little brother - he never cared what she could give him.