A/N: Hi every1, this is my first fanfic of 'AWTR', so please be nice, is you reviews are wondering what type of fanfic this is, it's a romance and maybe has some humor.

Prologue: This takes place when Jamie and Landon have already graduated and Jamie does not die of cancer. They haven't met yet, but later they will, they soon find out that they work in the same company.

Jamie POV

Being a secretary was the worst job I had to pick, first of all the boss was such a grouchy plum guy. He would nagged at me all day and instead of paying me to finish paper work, he would make me get coffee for him or either get lunch for him and the worst thing I hated doing for him was fetching his laundry. I would have to carry two to three bags of laundry since he was big and cubby.

As soon as you enter the office you could hear phones ringing of the hook, keyboards keys clashing loudly and people chatting on and on. I took my place and found out that I had a lot of paper work to do. Hours and minutes pass and everytime when I'm almost done with my paper work the boss would assign me more work to do.

Even though I had lots of work to finish, I always managed to get it done. Most of the secretaries hated me but they envied me for my boyfriend. His name was John Johnson. Sometimes he would flirt right infront of me and, and if I happen to talk to one of the secretary male employees he would scold me and lecture on how disloyal I have been towards him but I still managed to keep a smile on my face.

One stormy and rainy afternoon I was hoping to stay indoor but it happens to be the day of my bosses laundry pick-up. So I had to run downstairs under the rain, no point in using an umbrella since I won't be able to hold it for shelter when I carry the bosses' laundry. After picking up my bosses laundry, and when I reached the office block I was soaking wet. I looked at my watch I was suppose to get his laundry and return by 3 o clock and now it's about three thirty I ran through the corridor and suddenly I felt like I bumped into something. I fell back wards and was offered a hand, I looked at the person and I saw the most gorgeous man, better looking that John.

"I'm sorry for bumping into you, it was my fault that I didn't see where I was going