DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN NARUTO JUST MY OC'S AND PLOT

NOTE!!! She is American so you might see some

references, so don't panic!! Lol

END OF DISCLAMIER:

The lights that I was under practically blinded me,yet squinting was a "no".

I moved from a sitting up position unto my back,and laid there with my eyes closed, with a slight smile plastered on the corner of my lip.

Although my eyes were closed I could see the bright light above me.

I heard the clicks of a camera or cameras. With all those clicks they must be getting good pic- ACHOO.

I sneezed and jumped up thus ruining the photos. I looked up,and at Ken the guy that was taking the photos he didn't look mad more like surprised. I watched his eyes change from surprised and wide eyed; to narrowed and angry.

He turned around and yelled "I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO DUST THE LIGHTS!" I looked over to whom he was yelling at. It was a guy in the corner eating a donut while reading the newspaper. He just shrugged without even looking up."You know she has bad allergies so-" he stopped right in the middle of his sentence,"I can't.I CAN'T!" He said while throwing his hands up in the air, still grabbing the camera by its strap. "You are so lucky that you're family, otherwise I would have been fired you". The guy in the corner then glares at him only to have it ignored.

"That's enough for today, hun" he said while walking towards me. I then got up,and walked to meet him. "There's more than enough pictures, so I guess he didn't completely mess it up" he said while looking back,and glaring at the guy only to get flicked off plus he didn't even bother to look up.

I smiled, trying to hold back a laugh. He than put his hand on my upper back a was guiding me towards the dressing room. "Go ahead,and get dressed your parents should be outside waiting for you" he said,and reached in his pocket,and grabbed my key he was holding unto,and handed it to me. Then he fast-walked away towards his cousin, probably to curse him out again.

I walked down the hall, moving past other beautiful models on the way. I walked to my private dressing room door. Although I'm famous I'm not famous enough to have my own dressing room only really famous people get their own dressing room for free. How did I get mine you ask? Well if you must know my parents bought mine.

I took out the key in my pocket,and opened the door.

Did I say dressing room? It's more like a hotel room!

When you first walk in there is a living room with mahogany wood furniture that matches perfectly together with candy, and fruits in bowls. Moving past the furniture there is a balcony over looking the great big beautiful city of L.A. I wish I could stay the night here just to look at the city from this view at night,but I can't because the building has to be cleared or else it is trespassing.

Maybe one day I'll stay the night here with a friend to two. Illegally of course. Where we stay we are so far from the city, yet we can still see the light glistening off in the distance.

To the right,and then to the left is the bathroom designed with tan bathroom tiles. When you just go straight it is my dress room.

To the left is my bedroom. I've only slept in there a couple of times,and the only time I get to sleep in it is during the day because I'm so busy.

Under this corporation I'm the top model so I'm in each magazine,and on a lot of the pages.

I headed towards my dressing room,and turned on my light. I looked through the closet for anything comfortable. I found the pair of black leggings,and a long sleeve soft pink sweater that I left in there ages ago. I looked down for any pair of shoes that went with it,and found a pair of soft pink puma slides with a pair of socks just a foot away from them, and put them both on.

I walked back through the living room,and into my bedroom,and there on my night stand sat my phone. I unplugged it from its charger,and looked at my phone,and just as I was just about to unlock it someone called.

It was my mom.

I grumbled,and answered it. "Hello!" I said slightly annoyed. "Hey, we're outside". I looked at my charge, one-hundred percent "Okay, bye" I said then rolled unto my back. "Bye" she said then hung up herself. I then got up, I don't know why I bothered to get comfortable right after she said that it was time to go but, whatever.

I walked out of my bedroom,and out the door. I looked to my left,and saw no one then to my right, and still saw no one, I just shrugged, and continued on my way. When I got to the elevator door I press the button,and the doors almost immediately flew open. There was a guy in there already I just walked in there,and go to the corner furthest away from him.

I could see in my peripheral vision he was looking at me.

Creep

As soon as the elevator doors opened I fast-walked out. I walked down the hall to the back of the building the reason being is that fans constantly try to get in,and the easiest way to avoid all of that was the back door. I opened the door,and the first thing I saw was my car, well my parents car which was black,and yellow.

I walked up to the car,and got in."How was the photo shoot?" My mom asked not looking up from her phone. "It was good" I said as reached across to the other seat for my all white Beats.

I put them around my neck,and put my phone in my bra.

About twenty minutes into the drive my mom finally spoke up "We signed you up for a program".I looked at her waiting for her to look back at me"What?". She was still tapping away on her phone "We signed you up for a program" she repeated still not looking back at me. "Why? What's it about?"

I was a little ticked off for her not telling me before she decide to sign me up. "It is a program that basically takes mentally ill children out to have fun".

My blood started to boil "Why sign me up? And why didn't you run it by me before you signed me up?!" She then turned back to look at me "You remember what happened with that girl, about a week ago?" she questioned.

"Yeah, what about it?" I said with narrowed eyebrows. "That gave you a lot a hate, didn't it? So, what your dad,and I came up with was to sign you up for that program, thus the public will see you as doing a good deed, and the hate goes away". She smiled,and turned back around "Who knows" she continued "They might put you on the cover of a magazine,and we both know what that means". She rubbed her fingers together for the more sign. "More moolah"

"It wasn't my fault. She started with me!" "You need to work on your anger" she retorted. I shifted from looking at her to looking out the window. "So when does the program start?" I questioned. "It starts today... in a few minutes". My eyes grew big "IN A FEW MINUTES?!" I shouted then sat back up. "Why didn't you guys tell me about this sooner!?" She just shrugged.

I huffed,and leaned against the window again. I closed my eyes,and felt in the way I was moving that we were turning. I opened my eyes,and saw a building that looked more like a daycare center to me from the outside.

My dad pulled up into one of the parking spaces,and parked. I took off my seat belt,and got out. 'Windsor Spring Care'

"Better be worth it" I mumbled.

I walked in,and saw a chubby old lady smiling "Hello, are you here for the program?"

I looked around then back at her "Yes". I jumped a little as my dad came up behind me,and put his hand on my shoulder. "Yes, she's here" my mom answered. I looked back at my dad with an 'I Just said that' look on my face. He only smiled and shrugged.

"Last name" she said while looking down at the papers. "Umm Rose-Hawkin". She was flicking through the papers then stopped, grabbed one, and started to make her way around the counter "You know this is a wonderful program. You all have good hearts to be doing this". 'Yeah "good hearts" we're only doing this to look good' I thought to myself. "Follow me".

She lead us down the hall to some door that was all white. "Now here is all the information you need to know about Jonathan" she said while handing me the file "What he's allergic to all that good stuff" she twisted the door knob,and stopped "Oh yeah one more thing try to bring him back around four-O'clock".

She then opened the door,and there sat a little white haired boy on the ground playing with letter blocks.

She leaned close to us "Stay here", she whispered and proceeded to walk towards Jonathan. She came up to him,and bent down at the waist to face him he looked up to face her "Hey Jonathan remember what I told you about? About people coming,and taking you to go,and have fun?" I looked at the TV that was on playing cartoons. Why do they have it in French? Old people don't know how to change the Language on TV's I guess.

He then looked at us,and smiled I smiled back "Hey, Jonathan ready to go have fun?" He ran to me,and gave me a hug.

The lady then stood up "Well that's the first time he's ever done that to anyone". I looked down at the little boy he was just as tall as my leg. My mom spoke up "Okay, we'll be on our way". She smiled,and waved "Bye".

I basically had to pry Jonathan off my leg in order to get him to let go. And the ride wasn't much better he just stared at me smiling. The whole time!!! I tried to brush it off,but it was too much so I tried to start a conversation with him.

"So Jonathan where do you want to go?" His smile faded and he began looking at his hands nervously. My mom just looked at me and I shrugged not knowing what to do next. "..how about we go to the

yacht?" I asked or more liked questioned. Jonathan just looked back at me and stared. "How would you like to go there Jonathan? It's a cool boat on the ocean! We have games, and food, and candy." He began smiling so much he looked as if he was on the brink or a fit of giggles.

Maybe I can try to start a conversation, I turned my whole head to face him, and when I did that his eyes glowed.

Damn that.

After a few awkward minute of his stare-off I whipped out my phone and immediately Beckham recording for SnapChat. "HEYOO peasants!! This is Jonathan" I faced the camera at him to which he shyly smiled back at it to which I rolled my eyes at off camera of course. "He's gonna be my little buddy for today, we're going some place where he can have fun, enjoy himself. Soooo peace" I smiled, at the end, then posted it.

We then turned off of the road, it looked like a side stop in the middle of a highway. Man, she wasn't kidding when she said "Not far from here". We pulled into one of the parking spaces,and got out I thought that maybe now Jonathan wouldn't try to hold onto me for some reason.

Nope.

He ran around the car,and grabbed my hand. Eww. Well at least he isn't restricting my leg movements. I walked up to a sign with pictures of different fishes on it. Who the fuck fishes in Cali?! Losers that's who.

I looked down at Jonathan who was too busy trying to get a glimpse of the ocean to even notice me looking at him. I looked around and caught sight of a small group of people point and taking pictures of me. I turned back around and fixed my hair a little and bent down at the waist to look Jonathan in the eye."Hey, look at all these kids of fish,Jonathan. We can fish for some. Doesn't that sound fun?" He smiled,and shook his head up,and down vigorously.

"Okay, thanks" I looked up at the sound of my dads voice to see him,and my mom making their way towards us with keycard necklaces thingies. "Put these on" he said as he handed me mine,and my mom put Jonathan's card on his neck. "What are they for..?"

"In case you want to get something form any of the shops. Only members are allowed to shop."

"Please, if they don't recognized from our faces alone and know who we are. Then they don't deserve to even serve us" my mom said as she fished in her purse for her face powder.

"Mom..paparazzi" she looked around and when she finally spotted them she rushed us to the boat. When we got on we went to the end of it and started waving when it started to pull off. They cheered and clapped, I waved and posed for a minute or two then went inside to watch some television. Eventually my parents can in and my dad stood there with his hand on his hips and shook his head. "..what?!"

"We've talked about this. I want you to at least try to pay the fans some sort of attention, besides without their support you wouldn't be famous. Think about it that way."

"Hmph" was all I said. He sighed and walked away in defeat, something he's used to by now.

I went to my bedroom and was about to take a nap when I felt like I was being watched, I rolled over in my bed and saw Jonathan sitting in the far chair, swinging his legs STARING at me. That's right staring at me, and God knows for how long. He shot me a smile and in return I shot him a look of disgust.

What the actual fuck.

A knock at the door stole my attention form Jonathan. "Hey, a storm's coming in. I shouldn't be long the whether forecast said it'll last about an hour and is gonna clear right back up. Before that how about me,you and Jonathan the skipper and go a little fishing be-"

"Pass" I didn't really pay him much attention and before I knew it he left. I got up and went straight into my drawer and found one of my bikinis. "Alright get out. I have to change" his face fell a little but he obliged. My bikini consisted of mostly nothing, it was a mint color which went well with platinum blonde hair.

I wasn't sunbathing long before my mom came out to chill beside me. "You're getting a little cubby" she said as she laid back on a beach chair and put on sun glasses."Why point that out? I mean I didn't say anything about your...nevermind" I smiled as she started to scan herself for any visible flaws. "So what do you think of Jonathan?" I sat up and looked over at him-he was sitting at the edge of the pool with his legs in it while staring at me, when he saw that I was looking at him,he waved. I didn't even bother to hide my look of annoyance from him. I laid back "annoying.."

"Yeah well, after today you won't ever have to see him again and not only that think of the publicity."

I ignored her the entire time she was there, she was yapping about someone on social media she was apparently have some sort of an altercation with. Before I knew it I was starting to dim, and she was gone. I dragged my self up to take my shower, after I was finished I realize someone was missing.

Jonathan.

I saw him sitting outside on the deck, laying back looking up at the sky. I looked to the storm in awe, perfect for a picture.

The purple lighting, and dark blue clouds would look really get me likes on social media. I walked over to Jonathan and put my Beat headphones I had around his neck and handed him my phone "Take a few pictures" I struck a few poses even when the wind started pick up.

I looked over at Jonathan and saw that he was scared out of his mind. "Just take a few more then we'll go in. And turn of the flash". Even with my back turned I could see the flash of the camera being taken.I stood there for a few seconds and realized there was no more flash, I turned around and saw that Jonathan was nowhere to be seen. A closer scan of the yacht I found him holding on the the railing dangling from it with a death grip. I ran over to him and attempted to pull him up,but the swaying of the ocean and the rocks of the boat made it difficult.

I gave up.

I made a mad dash for the door. Locked.

I then remembered that they lock all the doors during storms. The side door had a lock with a number pad to it. Making my way there took longer that it should have. Being so petit and light, I surprisingly didn't flip off automatically. When I reached then I began to punch in the number just as the boat flipped up in the air, I wasn't sure who or what it was but something reached for me. And everything started to look further, and when I realized I was no longer in the boat that was the last thing I was worried about. Surviving was top priority.

Staying afloat even with all those swimming lessons I had was hard. Those lesson meant precisely shit to this situation.

I wasn't sure if I hit my head on the boat or was it just the hard waves but I blacked out, and couldn't breathe.