Miley was an outcast everywhere she went. In her old school nobody wanted to talk to her she was "that creepy music girl", in her dance class everyone ignored her like she was invisible,even in her own family she wasnt accepted. Another move, another school, another torture ground. Same old same old for her and she was far from excited about this Los Angeles place.
Moving was not her thing, she hated the whole feeling of moving and avoided it as she could. She decided to check out the town plus she was hungry. She grabbed her clearly marked box and dragged it into her room pulled the first jeans she could find out and threw on a jacket and walked out before her mom could protest. She walked around aimlessley for about two hours before getting to a small but promising resturant. Checking the amount of money in her purse, $50 she walked in without hesitation. Instantly she regretted that.
She saw them in the corner,she had never met these people in her life but she KNEW them. The gorgeous hair, the muscles just the energy she could tell these were not her friends. These were the people she feared most. One girl caught her eye. Not because of the beautiful black hair or the gorgeous face but the boy whose lap she was sitting on, he was amazing. His jet black locks were trimmed neatly so it didnt go over his eyes, his v neck made his muscles pop more than necessary, he had breathtaking brown eyes and a smile do to die for.
Oh please, Miley thought. To her he was just another tool, she looked around clearly she was not going to be seated by someone else so she decided on the table farthest from group in the corner. Manuevering her way through the tables she didnt even notice the perfect boy get up and she also didnt notice the waiter coming right at her. The boy tripped over the waiter causing the food in his hand to go flying right onto Mileys shirt and the boy went along with it pulling her down him on top of her.
She didnt scream, he thought, she must be mad though. Miley got up calmly pulling him up with her but thats not what surprised him. She started laughing...? What kind of girl laughs at food on their shirt? He found her laughter contagious and was also laughing. "Well that was...entertaining?" she chuckled without a care in the world. "Im sorry about....you shirt.." he managed to choke out. Miley looked at him and smiled. He couldnt help but grin her smile was enchanting. "Im Miley.." she said, kind of confused about why he was still standing there? "Nick" as he went to hold out his hand a yell came from the corner, he turned to see whose it . Typical. "Jonas..." as he turned back around. She was gone...