Hey, yeah, another multi-chapter fic thing... kind of. It's basically going to be 100 one-shots with different themes. For when I need to get over my writer's block or whatever. You know, just to do randomly. If you want me to elaborate on any of them I will. If you think I should make any of them into a multi-chapter on its own, I will, but maybe not right away, but I will get round to it. Or if you want to write it yourself or help me and co-write it or whatever, just leave me a review or PM me and I'll get back to you.
Anyways, the first one is Introduction. It's James/OC. James is trying to be flirty (and kind of failing) so yeah, that's why he seems a bit... off. And also it's because he really likes this girl so she makes him act very slightly OOC. But yeah, anyways, enjoy :).
James bounded down the stairs of the Palm Woods, far too excited to wait in the elevator. He skidded into the lobby and came to a halt just in front of the front desk.
"Hey, I'm looking for a package for-"
James was stopped in his tracks when he looked up and found himself face-to-face with a beautiful, dark-haired girl. He shot her a smile, admittedly shakier than normal.
"A package?" She asked, voice soft and mellifluous (it was Logan's word of the day), "I'll have to ask Mr. Bitters. Who's it for?"
"J-James Diamond?" It came out as a question, but he wasn't that interested in the package anymore. His limited edition Ray-Bans could wait.
"No problem, I'll be two seconds." She disappeared into the room behind the desk, and James winced as he heard Bitters yelling at her to leave. She emerged a moment later, shaking her head, still with a beautiful smile in place.
"I'm sorry, it's not here."
James nodded, only just hearing what she was saying. It was all he could do not to drool. She was so… amazing. A part of him was glad the other guys weren't around otherwise they would all be clamouring (Logan's word of the day from the previous day) over her.
"Well then maybe you want to… catch some lunch?" He asked, trying to sound attractive.
"I can't, I'm working."
"When do you knock off?"
"Six PM."
"Great, how about we grab some lunch then?" James smiled. The girl giggled, and it took him a moment to realise what he had just said that was so funny. "Or dinner." He corrected, trying to make it seem as though he had said lunch deliberately to make her laugh.
"Nice save." She laughed, "Yeah, that would be great."
"Well then I'll see you then." James said, grinning like a lunatic. He tried to walk away coolly, but he tripped over his own feet on the way, making the girl laugh more. Embarrassed, he hurried away around the corner, keeping his eyes firmly on his shoes to make sure he didn't trip again.
That evening, James dressed up as smartly as he could without making himself seem too formal. He made his way downstairs, fixing his hair in the lift as he went. When he reached the lobby, he hastily put away his lucky comb and walked out, seeing the girl instantly. He smiled widely and made his way to her.
"Hey." He said, finding himself suddenly shy.
"Hi. You look good."
"So do you." There was a pause, and then James plucked up the courage to look up and hold out his arm for her to take. "Shall we go?"
"Yeah. Where are we going?"
James smiled. He had sorted everything out- there was a limo waiting and his friends were at Roque Records, where they had set up a table for two and Logan had cooked them a meal.
"Let it be a surprise."
"Alright." The girl agreed good-naturedly. James led her into the Palm Woods parking lot and helped her inside the limo. "We don't even know each other's names." The girl laughed as the limo drove off.
"Ah, must be love." James winked, finding his confidence flooding back. He took a wine glass each for them and poured lemonade into both of them- he really loved the perks of being famous. "I'm James." He handed a glass to the girl, making sure not to spill it as the limo jolted.
"I'm Stacy." The girl replied. They clashed glasses.
"Well Stacy, I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship."