This is a prequel to my story "Aftershocks" It guides you from Janie and Shane's first meeting to where they end up together in Aftershocks, while it really isn't required to read the other story I would highly suggest it. It does have slight sexual content, if you do not wish to read that, then don't.

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I tossed and turned in my sleep again, I can't remember the last night I had slept good. I was way too excited, not only was I meeting my best friend Lisa, we had also won passes to meet Connect Three at their concert. I guess I should probably be over my little obsession seeing as I am 20 years old, but I'm just not over it.

I had met them once before, when I was about 13 or 14, but this time I could be calmer, more cool, more collected, maybe I would get to know Shane this time. A shiver ran down my spine as the thought crossed my mind.

I threw a shoe at my sleeping friend, she was out like a rock. It bounced off her and she mumbled "Don't go Joe, don't go." I sighed, she always had nightmares about some guy named Joe... it was kind of weird but she never would talk about the man that haunted her dreams.

I gave up and hopped in my car. It was time for some ice cream, I'm so thankful that McDonalds is 24 hours now. The drive was short and I had a large cone in my hand within seconds. I was about to let the wonderful ice cream hit my tongue when someone hit my car. Someone seriously rear-ended me. I was infuriated, my car was NEW! It was freaking new.

I got out of my car to look at the damage when the person that hit me got out. I was going to give the ignorant persona piece of my mind, they were probably drunk anyway. I lifted my head to look at the car killer, and stopped. It was... Shane... Shane Gray.

He looked like he had been crying, his voice was shakey. "Oh my god, thank goodnes your okay. I hope your cars okay, it's new... shit. I'm sorry, I'll pay for your repairs. I'm seriously sorry, someone shouldn't be driving when their upset. I'm so sorry, here's all my information..."

I rubbed his arm and he stopped talking "Calm down, it's just a bumper. It's not like I'm dead."

He nodded his head and wrote down all his information and I wrote down mine. He was walking back towards his car and I said "Hey.. .are you okay?" He shrugged his shoulders and looked at me "want to go talk, I mean, you don't know me, but sometimes strangers are the best people to talk to."

He half smiled and said "My mom always taught me strangers were bad."

I laughed "Well, this stranger isnt."

He nodded his head and said "Sure, there's a bar up the street, we'll just get water and talk, just don't offer me candy. Bad strangers offer people candy."

Nodding my head I said "No candy." We got in our cars and I followed him up the road.