Star Cross'd Lovers

Rating: Teen

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Summary: Two young, teens that are meant to be, fall in love.

A/N: When you read this, and you start thinking of 'William Shakespear's Romeo and Juliet', my work here is done. I've been watching that movie all day and I HAD to write this. LOL. Also, for CSIFAN's FanFic Challenge. Cute Category

Gil Grissom walked down the halls of his high school, depressed and deprived of sleep. He had been up all night studying and worrying about his girlfriend. Well ex-girlfriend, now. Everyone around school knew that he was love sick, but no one could get him out of his depressed state. His best friend, Jim, walked up to him.

"You look like shit."

"Good morning to you, too."

"Didn't you go to sleep last night?"

"I had too much work to do."

"So what are you doing later tonight?"

"Nothing, probably."

"What!? It's Friday night and school's almost over!" Jim walked ahead of him and blocked his way. "I've been invited to party of the year. And you're going with me."

"I can't."

"You can and you will. Be ready for 7."

"But-" Jim walked off into the jock crowd, leaving Gil in the middle of the hallway.

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Gil walked out of his bedroom, in jeans and a leather jacket, when his mother caught sight of him.

"Where ya' goin, hot stuff?" He grinned like an idiot and looked down at his watch.

"Jim's forcing me to go to a party tonight."

"Well that's good. You've been dragging around the house like the world's going to end tomorrow."

"I'm not going to stay long. I'll be home around-"

"Stay out as long as you want to. You need it." He opened his mouth to reply, but the doorbell rang. He gave her a sad smile and waved to her as he walked out of the door. Jim rolled down his window and yelled,

"Hurry up, Tom Cruise!" Gil climbed into the front seat of Jim's car and buckled in his seat belt. "Well don't you look nice this evening."

"Shut up."

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"See? Now this is what I'm talking about," Jim said as he walked through the lobby of the hotel.

"And where is the party again?"

"Top floor. All to ourselves."

"Who's party is this anyways?" They got onto the elevator and waited.

"Sam Braun."

"WHAT!?"

"Yeah. Told ya' it was gonna be the year's biggest party." Gil leaned forward to try and press the emergency button, but Jim pulled him back. "Relax. You'll be thanking me by the end of the night."

"You really expect me to go to that party and have fun?"

"You need to forget about Sara. She's gone, bruh. She doesn't want you anymore. And it's a good thing, too. She was startin' to get on my nerves." The doors opened and muffled music flooded their ears. Jim stepped out of the elevator and looked back at Gil. "Once you get a look at the girls at this party, you'll be saying, 'Sara who?'" Gil rolled his eyes and followed him to the room with two guards in front of the door. He showed them their party invites and the double doors to the hotel room opened.

The music instantly got louder. Everyone was dancing, having the best time. Lights flashed on and off in the middle of the room. Towards the back, a bar was being invaded for drinks. The large glass window that over looked Las Vegas was being occupied by a few people. Couches and chairs towards the dark corner were being filled. Jim turned to Gil and gave him a wink.

"Have fun. Catch ya later." And he was gone. Gil sighed and looked around for anyone he knew. When he didn't see any familiar faces, he made his way across the bar and down the hallway of the hotel room. He looked through the rooms and stopped when he saw a huge fishtank inclosed in a wall. He slowly walked into the room and noted that it belonged to someone. The large, white bed was neatly made. He stood in front of the fishtank and watched in amazement at the different colored fish.

He instantly straightened up when he saw another pair of beautiful blue eyes through the water stare back at him. His jaw dropped when a small strawberry blonde girl leaned closer to the glass. He smiled a little and watched her with fascination. 'God, she's beautiful.' She smiled back at him and laughed when his pressed his face to the glass, trying to get closer to her. She tilted her head and pressed her hand to the glass. He paniced when one of her friends grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the tank. He pushed himself away from the glass and raced out into the hotel room again.

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"Catherine! Guess who's here?" Catherine looked over her friend's shoulder, searching the room for the mysterious boy she had seen just minutes ago. "Catherine!!"

"Huh? Who?"

"David Paris," Her friend said happily.

"Okay." Catherine pushed her friend aside and started walking around the room. She stopped when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and smiled. Thinking it was him, she turned around and sighed. It wasn't.

"Well hello there."

"Hey David."

"Having a good time?"

"Ugh... yeah," She said slowly. Her smile widened when she spotted him by the large window. He was watching her.

"Care to dance?" She looked around and her smile disappeared. For some reason, everyone was looking at them now. If she said no, she'd not only embarass David... but herself, also. She faked a smile and nodded her head. Through the middle of the song, everyone had went about their own business. She looked over at the window again to see him still watching her. She smiled at him, careful not to let David know what she was up to. He smiled back and watched amussingly as David kissed her hand and tried to impress her with his 'dance skills'. When the song was over, her best friend ran up to them and stared up at the neon light show that was taking place in the middle of the room.

He took his chance and walked up behind her. He grabbed her hand and pulled her away from David. She gasped and tightened her grip on his hand as he ran back down the hall with her. She giggled and leaned against the wall.

"I'm sorry if I... scared you back there."

"Actually, you did a favor of taking me away from that-"

"Maniac?" She giggled and softly said,

"Yeah." He looked down at her and licked his lips. He couldn't help himself. He was with the most beautiful girl at that whole party. He leaned in closer and softly cupped her cheek. She gulped and turned her face. "We just met."

"I don't care. I know you don't, either." She smiled and ran into her room. He followed her in and shut the door. She leaned against her fish tank and smiled when he walked up to her again. He took her hands in his and swung them back and forth slowly. "I feel like I've been knowing you all my life." The knock on the door scared both of them. She let go of one hand and dragged him into her closet. Her best friend ran into her room the second Catherine had closed her closet door. He took the opportunity and wrapped his arms around her waist as she peeked through the cracks of her door. He moved the hair away from her neck and pressed his lips against her warm skin. The second her friend closed the bedroom door, Catherine led them out of the closet and pressed her back against the wall.

Their lips collided together as their hands explored. She rested her arms loosely around his neck as his hands rested on her hips. She broke away from him and pressed her forehead to his.

"You kiss by the book," She said softly. He tucked a piece of her hair behind her ears and softly kissed her again. This time, the sound of a man at the door made them both jump. Gil dropped to the floor and hid under the bed as Catherine straightened out her hair and yelled, "Come in!"

"Muggs? What are you doing in here?" Gil's eyes widdened at the familiar voice. Sam Braun.

A/N: Probably not the most cutest story I've ever written, but this is only the first chapter. LOL. I'll be writing like crazy tonight since school's over until next semester. XD And I'm going to finish this story tonight, too. LOL.