Tori walked sleepily toward the coffee stand. She was pretty sure that she was the only 17-year-old girl in the world who had to get up this early. Except she knew that was wrong. Where she was going, there were more than enough girls who had to get up this early, maybe earlier. She shook her head before that train of thought get too far. All week Tori had been freaking out about the new school she was starting at, Hollywood Arts. It was a school for Hollywood's 'Artistically Gifted', something Tori never really labeled herself as. She sang sometimes, and occasionally she was in a school play, but nothing worth bragging about. What had finally convinced to audition was her sister's constant gloating about her acceptance into the school. Tori, being a deceivingly competitive and even jealous person, couldn't take it one more day. Tori needed to prove to Trina that she was not the only 'talented' person in the family. Even though she had auditioned for, and later gotten into the school, she was still adamantly confident of the fact that she would just be another faceless dreamer, destined to become some wacko drama teacher. Not to mention, Tori had seen some ridiculously attractive people from that school, and she was, well, herself. Nevertheless, she had to keep her head up.

The light outside was just starting to transform from the feathery gray of dawn to the fiery rainbow that was the sunrise. All around her she could hear the sounds of the morning in the little square of shops, stands, and cafes. Heels clicking on the brown cobblestone, indistinct chatter of the people on their various smart phones, the clatter and clank of the shops just starting to open, all mixed with the smell of hot coffee and baking pastries lingering in the air seemed to complete the scene. The sound of someone yelling brought her back from her morning-mind daze. Tori straightened and stifled a yawn as she realized the yelling was being directed at her. She was holding up the coffee line, and people were getting cranky. She sheepishly muttered an apology and moved forward.

"So whaddya want?" the scruffy barista asked impatiently.

"Um..." she began thoughtfully.

"Couldya hurryitup over there?" someone from the line yelled.

"Alright, alright!" Tori responded indignantly, and proceeded to order a mocha iced coffee. She paid for her drink and pulled out her phone. She started to text André, who she had met at the auditions and befriended. Would he still be able to pick her up here? Tori's next text confirmed her fears. André was having some trouble - with his grandmother? - and couldn't meet her. She chewed her lip and turned around. Things were NOT going as planned. She should just go home. She wasn't cut out for this, anyway. Best to go back to normal school, with normal people, and forget this all happened. She was about to dial her mom when the next thing she knew she was on the ground, iced coffee covering the front of her shirt. She looked up to see another person in basically the same shape.

"Omigosh I am sooo sorry. I really didn't mean to! I was just really nervous and about to go h..." she was so embarrassed she started babbling. She had also started unwittingly trying to wipe off the coffee from the shirt of the other person with her own shirt. It was about then that Tori realized the person was a guy - a rather buff guy she might add from rubbing his stomach and chest - and she dropped her hands immediately. He was about six feet tall, with olive skin, his thick dark hair was shaggy and went a little past his strong jaw line. He had dark laughing eyes, and a killer smile. Wait, a smile, laughing eyes? The horrific truth washed over her... he was laughing at her! She was completely mortified and pretty much wanted to go and die under a small rock somewhere. But, no, wait, he wasn't laughing, he was chuckling, almost in a way you would at a small puppy trying to chase his tail. That only made her feel a bit better. At least he wasn't mad at her...

"Don't worry about it," he said looking down at his now stained grey tank top and red plaid shirt. He smiled at her and walked away. He just walked away! Tori was kind of stunned. She didn't understand how someone could be so level-headed when it was obviously her fault. He so could've made a huge deal out of it, yelled at her, laughed at her, but he just... didn't. This guy intrigued Tori a great deal, but she had to move on. She had bigger problems to worry about, like the fact that she had no ride to school and it was 15 minutes til late bell. She heaved a huge sigh. She had prayed that it wouldn't come to this, but Tori was desperate and she had no other choice. She was going to have to call Trina.