Chapter One: Meetings

September 24, 1999

"Mom, you need to send that check out to Young Actors Academy!" nine year Kristen Stewart yells to her mom from the hallway of their Los Angeles, California townhouse.

"I know this Kris. Now please go get in the shower before I really get mad. You have 10 minutes or I'm leaving without you."

"Fine," Kristen hump's and retreats to the bathroom.

"I don't understand why she has to be so stubborn" Jules says to Rosie.

"She's nine, what do you expect?" Rosie asked. "Michael is the same way, don't worry she'll grow out of it eventually."

"I'm so glad you moved into our neighborhood, it's so good to have a friend who is so similar. I mean who would have thought both of our children were trying out this YAA." Jules said cheerfully.

"I know, it's fantastic, we should go together." Rosie suggested "Mike and Kristen can meet."

"That's a great idea. I'll let Kristen know as soon as she ever gets out of the dang shower. "Jules complained. "She's going to be late for her volleyball game."

February 3, 2001

"Nice reenactment of Romeo Oregano! " Melissa Thompson yelled from across the court.

"Don't listen to her Mikey, She's a complete idiot. You did great!" Krystal Wayne said as she bumped Michael's side with her hip.

Just as she thought he was going to say something, Krystal saw his frown turn up into a smile as wide as Lake Michigan. She followed his line of sight and saw Kristen Stewart standing in line at the water fountain. 'Ugh! He needs to get over her, she's fragile and weak and weird. Why doesn't anyone see what I see?! Kristen Stewart is an 11 year old smarty-pants who has a boy's haircut.' Krystal thought.

"Kristen!" Michael yelled "I'll catch up with you later Krys." He patted Krystal's shoulder and ran off.

** "Her name is Kristen and she's nine." Michael heard his mom say over the loud music that was playing in their SUV.

"I heard you the first time mom. She's coming with us to YAA." Mike whined as he reached for the knob on the radio to turn the music up even louder.

"Just be nice to her kid. Her mother is beginning to be a great friend of mine and who knows maybe you and she will become great friends as well. I know she's a girl and all but you can't always just stick with guy friends. You'll eventually need to find a girl-

"Mom!" Michael interrupted looking out the car window to the white house with the blue door. He felt the SUV stop and park and he got out and started to walk the walkway. 'Gosh, someone shoot me now.' He thought. Just then he felt his body jerk and the pressure of someone bumping into him. He stumbled back a foot and looked down at the girl. He had to smile because this was just too good to be true. 'She's beautiful' he thought.

"I'm sorry! Ah, I never pay attention to where I 'm going." He heard her say

"It's cool" he said as confident as he could. He never got nervous and here he was nervous in front of a nine year old girl.

"I'm Michael he said when he reached out and took her extended hand. I heard you and your mother are coming with me and my mom to YAA. It should be very interesting."

He watched her ramble on and on, He could definitely tell she was just as nervous as he was. This was definitely a girl he could be friends with and maybe more than friends in time. He had to laugh when she started to apologize for her cute ramblings.

"No need to apologize. Come on lets go wait in the car." He said and watched as she consciously lead the way to his mother's cobalt blue SUV.**

"Michael" Kristen acknowledged as he stopped ten inches away from her face. He was out of breath, probably from running so fast to catch up to her. 'Ugh, I knew I should have gone to the north wing water fountain.' She thought. She could smell the Butterfinger on his breath he had earlier this morning.

"Kristen, I've been looking for you." He said and gave her his best smile, one he's been saving all day just for her.

"Sorry, I've been busy" she lied. She just couldn't avoid him any longer. The more he attached himself to her the more his annoyance towards her intensified. The last person was done drinking and so she pulled back her hair and bent down. The cool water running in her mouth, she moaned at the refreshing feeling.

"Kris, I was wondering if…" Michael stumbled.

Kristen stood back up and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. She looked over at Michael and even though she knew the question he was stumbling over with she just couldn't bare to ask "What?" She wanted to just rewind the clock and never meet this boy who was obviously just smitten of her.

** "Jules Stewart let's go!" Kristen said from the front door.

"Kristen Jaymes Stewart do NOT EVER call me by my name until your 35, you hear me!" Jules said walking down the stairs.

"Sorry mom." Kristen whispered.

"Now, do you have your acceptance letter? Jules asked grabbing her keys and her jacket from the kitchen table.

"Yes, I have everything. Now can we please go? I want to get there early." Kristen whined.

"I Know I know, first come first serve" Jules said in her daughters voice the best way she could.

Kristen ran out the door and instantly bumped into a hard figure. "I'm sorry! Ah, I never pay attention to where I 'm going." Kristen confessed stepping away from the figure.

"Its cool." said a male voice.

Kristen looked up and saw a tall boy standing there. 'He's cute but not as cute as Johnny Depp'. She thought. "My name is Kristen." She stuck out her hand and he took it. "I'm Michael. I heard you and your mother are coming with me and my mom to YAA. It should be very interesting."

Looking over his appearance she couldn't help but notice how scrawny he looked. He was like a twig that could break instantly. Yet, she could tell he had great potential in him and could possibly be a great friend to have. "Yes, I guess we are. YAA should be amazing, I'm so glad it's a school where we can live there. I don't think I could stand living here much longer." Kristen giggled and waved her hand towards him as if to slap his bicep. "I'm just kidding. Gosh I'm only nine. But it's great that my parents trust me enough to stay on campus. What about you?" Kristen asked taking a long deep breath; she didn't realize she was rambling. "Sorry, I ramble when I'm nervous."

Mike chuckled and waved his hand in the air. "No need to apologize. Come on lets go wait in the car."**

"Listen Mike..." Kristen trailed off. She watched his body stiffen and his eyes pleading for her to say what he really wanted her to say. "I…I...Uhh-"

"It's okay Kris, I understand." Michael interrupted. "It's never going to happen. However, I'm not giving up."

Kristen exhaled a long heavy breath and watched Michael walk away towards the east wing. 'That's what I'm most annoyed about Michael' Kristen thought. She bent down to grab her book bag and walked towards the center of the court to meet up with Layla. They were supposed to reenact the part of The Boleyn sisters, the mistress of King Henry VIII. "This is absurd!" Kristen heard a couple feet away. 'What a weird accent' Kristen thought. She turned to the voice and instantly she was met with deep blue/grey eyes that engulfed her and trapped her in, she tried to break eye contact but it was like she was meant to look into his eyes and his eyes only.

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