As promised here is my 2nd Story for a Zander/oc plot. Did you guys miss me? Let me know by reviews.

~Strong & True~

I looked in the mirror. My wavy light brown hair was in a side ponytail. My hazel eyes were decorated with a Smokey eye shadow that complimented my slightly fuchsia yet natural pinkish tinted lip balm well against my caramel complexion. Tears were falling down my face. I looked at the phone in my hand. The text that had me in this position was only a few simple words. Yet those words were enough to make any girl who was perfectly happy fall straight from cloud nine. I dusted my lace dress as I sniffed. It was cream until the waist, where the other half was a silk fuchsia color. As I looked up to keep the snot from falling down I noticed the ceiling. It was a cream color with black dots. As I made pictures with them I felt my purple double teardrop earrings move as I turned my head side to side. I looked straight back at the bathroom mirror. I could feel all the emotion rush back and I slowly sat down on the floor hidden from any point of view. I kicked off my grape tinted nude heels onto the cold tile across from me. I covered my face with my hands and sobbed to myself. I looked up to see a male figure enter the bathroom. "I'm almost sure this is the girl's room" I thought. I heard him mummer "They won't even know I'm here" He headed towards the mirror and looked at himself.

I could see him clearer now. Brown soft curls that pointed upwards on a tan skinned guy. I couldn't really see much as my eyes were teary still. I could see his red plaid shirt. His ukulele was hanging on his back. I slowly tried to move while wiping my eyes. As I desperately scooted across the floor I mentally cursed at myself as I accidentally kicked my shoe further then it was before. I quickly grabbed them and put them on. He was already walking towards this way so I crawled into a stall and stood on the toilet edge, trying not to fall in. As I waited to hear any more movements I felt a gentle tap above me. I looked up to see the same guy above me in the next stall looking over smiling. "How's it going?" he asked flirtatiously. I laughed. Then I realized how dumb I was. I had no reason to hide. If he decided to tell anyone I was crying he would obviously have to tell them he went into the girl's bathroom. I had no reason to try and hide from him. I sighed and got off the toilet seat and walked out the stall. I walked over to him. "Oh you know, hiding from potential creepers" I replied smiling back. He seemed friendly I guess. He laughed. "Yeah sorry about that, I just had to check how I looked" he said. I looked questionly at him. "Long story" he replied as if reading my mind. I pretended as if I had a watch to look at and said "I think I have time to hear it" I said. He laughed. It was strange how I was so comfy with someone I just met even after what happened just a few minutes ago. He explained how his band members and him were doing a bet that catered to their own personal addictions. As he finished up to the point where he explained how he sneaked away and got in here he suddenly reached out to wipe my cheek. "So now that you know mine, how about yours?" he asked.

He was sitting next to me against the wall, feet spread out and hands behind his back like he was carefree. I sighed. "Really long story" I said. "Well if you have time to hear me, then I definitely have time to hear you" he replied. I explained what happened. How my boyfriend was just caught cheating with another girl by my best friend. How the girl was my long time bff from 2nd grade until we grew apart during middle school. I explained how my parents suddenly got a better job offer and moved us to L.A even thought they were already big business owners and could've stayed in Texas. I also explained how someone already called me a stuck-up rich girl wanna be while I was shopping in Hollister with my 15 year old cousin and my mom's personal assistant. Of course I didn't tell him how I told her off saying that she needed to get her poor behind out of this mall and go back to goodwill. He didn't need to know that.

"Yea, that probably didn't faze you" he said suddenly. "Why?" I asked. "Because you've been called worse" he stated. I raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?" I asked hoping he wasn't going to say something that would get him slapped for. "That jerks girlfriend" he said smiling. I had to hand it to this guy, he was funny. I giggled to myself and leaned my head on the wall so I could look up. I sighed. He copied my exact movement. I giggled more. Today seemed to be getting a little better at least. I was busy thinking when he asked "So what are you going to do about that text" I looked to him. Oh, right. The text had said that my ex was on his way here to try and patch things up. I looked to the boy in front of me. His name was Zander as I just learned. "I don't know" I said quietly. I looked to him. Now I could see his every detail. He had warm brown eyes and thick brown eyebrows. He was good looking, and from the story he told me, he knew it too. He stood up and held out his hand. I took it and he helped me up. "We need to have fun" he shouted. Before I could say anything I was being pulled out of the bathroom to who knows where and following Zander. Right now though I didn't care, he was right. I needed to clear my mind and that was just what we were going to do.

Hey did you guys like it? Review and let me know. Oh and I might not be able to update as soon as you'd like me to so if I at least one reply I will try my best tomorrow to make as many chapter's to this as I can instead of my one a day chapter plan so please review! The more I get, the more you get