A/N: I've been completely stuck for inspiration for a while now. I've wanted to write some fan fic but I've had no ideas on where to go or how to start. So I was watching YouTube clips earlier and got this idea. It's based around the premise of the Disney film, Starstruck. An AU multi-chapter story, where Ryder is famous, and meets Kitty, perhaps the only girl who isn't throwing themselves at his feet. Written from alternating points of view.

P.S: To a certain friend who will be reading this, you know who you are… I can feel you judging me through the screen already.

Kitty's POV:

"Kitty, would you please go clean the tables out front?" My boss barked at me. I hated working in a fast food restaurant but it was a way to pay the bills whilst I was at college. It was frustrating and I was in an incredibly grumpy mood today. It had been a long day and I had essays to do when I got back to campus, so I wasn't expecting to get much sleep before a long day of lectures tomorrow. I did as my boss had told me to, and was cleaning off the tables when a large group of people walked through the door. They all looked fairly young, and were all joking around. Although it wasn't their fault, they were pissing me off already. Why couldn't I be out having a laugh with my friends? Oh right, because I was stuck here cleaning up other people's shit.

"Excuse me but I want this table." I heard a voice speak over the babble of the group. I realized it was speaking to me.

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me, I want this table" The voice belonged to a girl, probably not much older than me who was staring me down intently.

"Well… I'm cleaning this table. Pick another one." I snapped back.

"I don't want another one, I want this one. Do you even know who I am?!" came the retort.

"A total bitch, that's who, or rather what you are" I muttered under my breath. Although I have to admit, I was intrigued by whom she thought she was.

"Hey, come on Lucy, let's just sit somewhere else." A male voice interjected. I looked up to see a guy who was about the same age as me, tugging on her arm. He smiled at me apologetically. The girl scowled at him but allowed herself to be pulled away to a different table. I saw my manager gesturing at me to come over, so I put away the cleaning stuff and went to see what she wanted.

"Kitty, you have to be nice to customers, it's what'll keep you in your job. Now, please can you man the tills whilst Ellie takes a break." I frowned at her but did as I was told. It was a quiet shift, so there was only the need for one till to be open and lucky old me had that job.

I used my time standing behind the till to observe the large group that had come in, including the whiny girl. I made eye contact with the boy who had pulled her away, a few times, he looked reflective, like he was really thinking something through. The girl was engrossed in a conversation with two other girls which found them screaming "Oh my god" every ten minutes or so. Okay, I'm probably judging them too soon, but that's just what I do. I judge people, and push them away in an attempt not to get hurt again. I'd been burned by too many people, so when I moved to college, I was determined to be a new, improved me.

I saw the boy from earlier get up out of his seat and walk towards me.

"Hi, what can I get you?"

"Can I have some fries and a chocolate milkshake please?"

"Sure, coming right up" I punched the order into the till.

"Also I was wondering if you had a name?" I looked up as he flashed a coy smile at me.

"I do have a name."

"Well… what is it?"

"I don't want to tell you."

"Why not?"

"You're just some stranger I just met."

"Awh, come on. I'm normal, I swear!"

"Okay… it's Lara Croft." He raised his eyebrows at my sarcastic comment. I had intended it to be cleverer than it came across. Tiredness was kicking in and I couldn't be bothered to try and come up with any wittier banter.

"Well Lara, my name is Indiana Jones" I shook my head at his attempt at a witty comeback.

"Here's your order" I said bluntly as I handed him his food.

"What time do you finish work? I think you should come hang out with us… well me mainly but us" He gestured to the rest of the group.

"No thanks." I must have pulled a face because his smile dropped almost immediately.

"Oh… well. See you" He looked slightly forlorn as he started to walk back to his table. Seeing as there was no-one else ordering, I turned away and just missed seeing some girls rush up to him and ask for his autograph, and also to miss seeing him turn and look wistfully in my direction, for he was the Ryder Lynn and I'd had absolutely no idea, and still didn't.