JACK'S P.O.V
"Alright! Who's ready?!" The crowd went crazy. "I can't hear you!" He yelled, making the crowd get louder. "Everyone welcome, Jack Brewer!" I walked out on stage and the crowd errupted in screams and applause. I opened my set with my brand new song and then went into all the older ones. Throughout the whole concert I kept noticing one girl in particular. She wasnt trying hard to stand out but for that reason she did. She genuenly looked like she was enjoying the music and not just me. Lets face it, most girls today focuse on the looks of an artist rather then what they play. This girl however, she doesn't seem to care about me. I see her at almost every show, she follows us around like a groupie but I never see her outside of a show and for some odd reason, I like it.
At the end of the show I start to make my way to the meet and greet table but on my way there I spot the girl. I walk over to her and tap her shoulder. She turns around slowly and just looks at me. I know she knows who I am but she doesn't seem to care about me at all.
"Umm, can I help you?" She asks slowly.
"Um, I noticed you in the crowd, well I notice you every time you come to a show and you just seem really into the music." I don't know what I planned to say when I came over here but im pretty sure that wasn't it.
"Is that a problem? I mean, I thought that was the point of making music." she stated.
"Well, yeah, of coarse but it just seems that nowadays most people tend to focus on the superficial things rather then the music. You know what I mean." I pause. "It's like, they don't care about what I sing as long as I do it shirtless." I stated.
"Well lucky for you, I dont care who's singing the song as long as the meaning doesn't change." She stated.
"Well I think it's great that you actually care about the music. Do you have a name?" I tried.
"Well, yeah but you don't need to know it." She fired back with an eye roll.
"Wow, you're the first fan to ever not tell me everything about you." I stated, shocked.
"I hate to break it to you Mr Brew-" I cut her off.
"Please, call me Jack." She huffed but continued anyways.
"Fine, hate to break it to you Jack," She said my name with so much distain that it became evident that all she wanted to do was get away from me. "But not everyone loves you. In fact, I can't stand you. I think you're and egotistical jerk and that you need to grow up. Your what 17 now? Get over yourself." She stated. I can't tell you why but that made me like her even more. I think it might be becasue she had the courage to call me out.
"Yes, I am 17 but why are you here if you don't like me?" I asked.
"Like I said before, you make good music. Your 17 and you make great, meaningful music, I'll give you that but it's like you don't know what to do with your life. I mean, in the past two weeks you've been spotted with 3 different 'girlfriends', that right there tells me that you're restless and unable to maintain a healthy relationship. It also shows that you have no respect for women and their feelings." She stated.
"You know you can't believe everything the paparazzi tell you right?" I asked. She just looked at. "I haven't had a girlfriend since I stopped going to public school which was when I was like 15." I stated.
"I dont know if I believe you." She looked like she was thinking really hard about it.
"Well you should believe me because I'm the only person who really knows about my love life over the past few years. Of course the paps would twist the truth, they're trying to make their money and there's nothing I can do about that."
"Well then who were the girls?" She asked.
"I don't know, probably friends and fans." I replied.
"Oh, right, I'm supposed to believe that you walk around LA with 'fans'." She said, putting air quotes around fans.
"Yes, I walk with fans all the time. I try to do it at least once a week becasue I Like getting to known them. I wouldn't be here without them so they deserve some love." I stated.
"Are you being serious?" She asked, shock written all over her face. I sinply nodded. "Wow, that's really sweet of you. I had no idea that you even cared about your fans. I kind of thought you were just like every other famous teenager." She whispered.
"I don't blame you for thinking that but you should really get to know some of us famous teenagers more before you start judging us." I stated.
"Just becasue you care doesn't mean that other famous teenagers care."
"You might be right about that but the other famous teenagers aren't my responsibility so I try not to worry about them." Jack stated.
"That's smart." She smiled.
"JACK!" My manager, Jerry came flying in. "WHERE YOU BEEN MAN, YOUR FANS ARE WAITING FOR YOU!" He yelled at me.
"Sorry Jerry, I got sidetracked, tell them I'll be out in a second." He ran off in the direction he came from. "So, I guess that's my que. Maybe I'll see you around?" I asked with hope.
"It's a possibility." She replied. I started walking towards the meet and greet line. "Kim!" She yelled as I turned the corner.
"What?" I asked.
"My name is Kim." She answered before dissapearing into the darkness. That night I did all I could to learn about the mysterious Kim.
So, I plan on updating soon. I'll most likly only update on the weekends simply because highschool takes up a lot of my time now especially since I have to do this stupid flex credit program but I'll find time to squeez writing in. As always I will respond to all of the comments of questions I receive even if they have nothing to do with the story.