I do not own anything except the plot and the character; expect Josh Hutcherson (sadly)
Chapter 1
Jen's P.O.V
"Come on, Jen. Stop being so shy!" said my best friend, Sarah. "There has to be someone out there you like,"
"Not really," I whispered. "I don't think finding a boyfriend will solve anything. It seems like a waste of time."
"No, you deserve to be happy, exceptionally after everything you been through." She said. "Plus, you are gorgeous. I don't see how all the boy stay away from you." I rolled my eyes.
"Just having a pretty face, doesn't mean I can get anyone I want." I replied. I poked at my muffin I was eating; we were at our favorite coffee shop, Diego's. I come for their coffee but Sarah comes because it's the top spot to see celebrities. I couldn't care less about them. I think they are all stuck up rich people. Finally I downed my vanilla late. I grabbed the cup and my uneaten muffin and stood to throw them away. As I walked, I could here squeals and giggles coming from the crowd around me but I didn't pay attention. It was some "hotty celb", without a doubt. I discarded my trash and started heading back. Since I was staring at my feet like always, I didn't notice someone standing in front of me. I bumped him. I looked up and saw a boy about 19 -20. He was taller them me, about 5'7. He has short black hair and a square jaw. He's hazel eyes showed concern. He placed his hand on my forearm to make sure I didn't tumble over or anything. He face express showed that he was waiting for me to squeal or ask him for his autograph, but in realty I had no idea who he was. When he spoke his voice was gentle,
"I'm sorry, you ok?"
I looked at him, "Yup," and walked away. Right before I left, the man's face lightened then looked confused, like I was crazy for not savoring the moment. I could hear gasps as I headed back to my table. Sarah was bugged eyed when I approached her.
"What?" I asked when I sat across from her, my back facing the man. Her mouth hung open, like a fish gasping from breath. I looked at her confusedly.
"Do you have any idea who that is?" she whispered rapidly. I shook my head and shrugged my shoulders. "That's Josh Hutcherson!" She stared at me. I stared at her. We were both waiting for an answer. I thought for a moment. The name does sound familiar. I might have heard Sarah saying something about him, but then again she talks about celebrities all the time. The name didn't ring any important bells. I looked at Sarah and shrugged again. She gawked at me.
"Hurry up so we can go," I said, "I'm tired of people staring at me." Sarah folded the rest of her muffin in her napkin and placed it in her purse. She grabbed her cup and we left. But before we were at the door, I happened to looked at the man. I noticed that he was already looking at me and smiling. Has he been staring at me all this time? I thought again, this time seeing if I could match his name with the face. Still no bells.