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"Oh my goodness, how can a guy be so freaking hot?!" I mumbled to myself as I flipped through the magazine and landed on an article about Chad Michael Murray. I immersed myself in the article, pledging to see whatever new movie he was in just so I could look at his beautiful face for two hours.

My cell phone vibrated beside me on the snow white bed, and I tossed aside the magazine to read the text from Jenna, who had decided last minute that her black shoes weren't good enough, and she had to have some "more coordinated" heels to go with her outfit.

got some gorgeous shoes!

ill be there in 10 so be ready 2 go.

Crap! Thanks for the notice, Jenna!

I jumped off of the couch and threw on my predetermined outfit (dark wash jeans with a red sequined halter) before sprinting into the bathroom, my bare feet thudding on the plush carpet. I ran a brush through my straightened just-past-shoulder-length blond hair and threw some makeup on my freckly face.

Just as I was trying to slip one of my red heels on my feet, the doorbell jiggled. There was a knock, and a faint voice said through the door, "It's me! Open up!"

That was so not 10 minutes! I thought with frustration. I limped over to the hotel room door, one foot in a heel and one still bare.

I opened the door while my left foot was still up and trying to wiggle into my other heel. I was about to sarcastically apologize to Jen for not being ready, but then I looked up from my foot and saw a stranger staring back at me.

"Oh," the guy said. I did a rapid once-over: he was probably a few years older than my age (15), he was wearing navy basketball shorts and a grey NYU t-shirt, and his messy black hair was completely disheveled and curled up at the ends, partially covering thickly-rimmed rectangular glasses.

"Uh, sorry," the guy said, obviously looking me over, too. I finally was able to pull the heel's strap over my foot, and I returned my leg to its normal position. "I guess this is the wrong room."

"That's okay," I responded, thankful that my sister hadn't arrived yet. I started to close the door, but the guy started talking again, raising his voice to stop me from leaving.

"I'm Shane," he said, staring noticeably at me. I gave him a weak, toothless smile.

"Meghan," I replied dully. Shane shot my a weird look; his eyebrows knit together and his head tilted to the right, as if he didn't understand something. Suddenly Shane raised his eyebrows and took a deep breath, readjusting his expression to normal.

"Where are you headed dressed so nicely?" He asked, looking at my outfit again. Ugh, small talk. I mean, he was definitely hot in a messy, lazy type of way, but I did not have time for this.

"I'm going to a college party with my sister," I said, running my fingers through my smooth hair.

Jenna was going to college at California State University, and, although my parents and I still lived in Virginia, Jen had invited me to spend spring break with her in Long Beach. Given the fact that Jenna was squished in a miniscule dorm room with two other girls, she had splurged and gotten a huge, incredibly expensive hotel room for the two of us for the week. Although I had insisted on a cheep hotel, she had reasoned, 'how often does my little sister come across the country to visit me? Plus, mom and dad gave me 1,000 for this books and stuff year and I didn't spend all of it, so that's helping to pay for it.'

"Don't look too excited," Shane said sarcasatically, noting my lack of enthusiasm.

"No, I'm stoked! It's just that my sister will be back any minute to pick me up and I'm not ready to go," I said, glancing over my shoulder and locating my purse in order to grab it quickly when Jenna got here.

"Oh, well then sorry to keep you. Nice to meet you," Shane said, pushing his haphazard hair away from his black glasses. He smiled and turned to walk away, and I went to close the door. Right before the door clicked in the frame, I heard him call from down the hallway, "See you around!"

Wouldn't you just love that, I thought, smiling ironically and going back into the hotel room to finish getting ready.

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