I see her.
(Jame's first sight of a girl he really likes. Taks place before BTR starts writing songs, and when they just get hired for the band. James is almost 15.)
I jog to the nearest bench I see. I turn back to see that the rest of my crew is still almost a whole block behind me. I wipe my sweatband across my forehead and took a long sip from my water bottle. Something catches my attention from the corner of my eye. You might think, Of course she's a blond girl. But this is different. Her straight hair is almost to her lower back, and her blue eyes are light up. Her smile is drop-dead gorgeous. I don't notice how long I've been staring until Logan hits me on the back and smiles.
"Looks like you like Stephanie," he says, his arm wiping the sweat from his face. I look at him, curious. "Is that her name? How do you know it?" "She just moved into the room at the PalmWoods next to us. If I didn't have Camille, I would be all over her." He paused as Stephanie and her two friends crossed from the other side of the street over to where the two sweaty boys were. "Hey. I'm Logan and this is James. I think we live in the room next to you at the PalmWoods." Logan says. "Hey," is all I can spit out. "Oh hey! Ya my name is Stephanie, but you can call me Stephie. Thats what my friends call me." She says. Her hand goes up for a high five and Logan and I do a three way high five. She does the most awesome laugh. "Hey I gotta go. I'll see you around sometime." She says before winking and turning back to walk away with her friends.
"Dude, go for it. You totally like her. And she's just like you. She keeps a pink comb and mirror in her purse, and evenI have to say that she's hot." Logan says. "Yeah man, I'll talk to her later and ask her out." I say, before taking one last look at her. She has on a blue V-neck to match her eyes with a brown tank top under, her super hot and short shorts, and the popular white vans. I turn away and finish my jog with the my boys.