Chapter 2: It's Possible

*The next day Taylor and Emma are at Emma's friend's 21st birthday party.*

"So are there any cute boys about?" asked Emma.

"Emma, you're in a relationship." Taylor rolled her eyes at Emma and said, "You should go find Dylan."

"Ugh come on Taylor! Let me have some fun. Oh wait, I should probably stop focusing on me when you're the one who needs help. Let's find a smoking guy who you can hook up with," smirked Emma.

"Emma, stop it. I don't wanna 'hook up' with any 'smoking guy', okay?" Taylor laughed. "But, that guy there is kind of cute," Taylor smiled.

"And he's totally staring at you!" Emma giggled waving at the guy.

"Ugh shut up!" Taylor said, putting her hair behind her ear, and smiling innocently in his direction, "He is totally not!"

*Emma walks over to the guy*

"Hey there, you see that cutie over there? That's my friend, Taylor Swift, and I couldn't help but notice you looking at her! So let me help you out, make the move because she thinks you're cute and I know she's interested, so go for it." Emma said smiling and then walked away quickly before Taylor saw her.

"Uh, thanks?" the guy yelled back.

*Taylor is there in the kitchen having a drink while admiring some art on the wall*

"You like grape juice?" the guy smirked, soon in his head regretting what he just said.

"Huh?" Taylor looked around curiously and then finally looked at him. "Oh, no, not really." She looked at her feet and smiled.

"I'm Taylor, Taylor Lautner." The guy said extending his hand towards her.

Taylor's eyes widened as she looked at him, she soon giggled. "I'm Taylor, Taylor Swift." She giggled.

"I know exactly who you are," said the guy, "you're the girl who wrote Love Story. Man, I love that song!" he laughed.

"Oh thank you!" Taylor smiled.

"Well we have the same name, we're both incredibly good looking, and you're the writer of my favorite song, so I guess you're perfect?"

"Oh my," Taylor laughed.

"How about this," the guy said, "to avoid further confusion, you can call me Tazer. That was my nickname in junior and senior year of High school, don't ask."

"Ahem," Taylor giggled, "Tazer?" she suddenly burst into laughter. "I'm sorry, the name brings back memories."

"What memories?" Tazer asked.

"Don't ask." Taylor replied. They both burst into laughter.

"I should get going, my friend Emma's probably waiting for me." Taylor said awkwardly pointing to the door and started walking away. She bumped into a plant. "Oh that was embarrassing, ha-ha, bye." She blushed and left. Tazer just laughed.

"Is there any chance you'd like to have dinner with me some night?" Tazer yelled.

"It's possible!" Taylor yelled back.

*Tazer poured grape juice for himself and started smiling. He couldn't stop thinking about her and she couldn't stop thinking about him*