Chapter 1.
Jessie's pov.
I lived all my teen years from pre-teen to 18. My aunt, Sylvia, married rich and expects me to do the same. She says even though she is rich and has always taken care of me, it's time I find someone else to do pick up where she is leaving off. She is no longer funding me money. She only gave me enough to get into college at UCLA and get a car but im now searching for a job. It isn't so easy to find 'love' and I really don't want to find a 'rich man' I truely wanna find a friend and lover. After getting through the first simester of of college, majouring in film, someone new shows up. I've never seen him before either. He kinda bumps into me walking into the class and trys to excuse himself. I pardon him but getting another glance, I notice he's nice and friendly. Well he appears that way but i'm not so sure. I ignore him and get in a seat by the front. I really want to pass this class so I can start getting myself out there and start my own business in film. Maybe even get my own studio someday. Until then, I have to dream. When the class is over, the same guy I bumped into, tried to come up to me and make conversation. I was somewhat nervous by his super friendly, smile. Not too many guys smile that much and its freaking me out. I introduce myself neverthless, not realizing what I was getting myself into. He quickly shook my hand and then invited me over to his house for some kind of wild, party. I declined his invitation because one, I just met him, 2 this is college and college parties get way out of control and 3, I really want to job hunt this weekend. When I say no, the guy, Jesse, sighs and says, 'Well okay. I guess I can understand. Maybe some other time we can catch a flick or something, sound good?' I shrug and say, 'Hm, I dunno. We'll see.' I realized during the inviation, having a party at his age, at his house, means he owns his own place, juding by all the people attending, its not a small place and by the watch on his wrist, he isn't poor by any means. I'd say hes rich and therefore, has to be stuck up just like my aunt, uncle and all their friends that come over my house for 'tea' and for 'soiree'... I was fed up with this life style and only wanted to get by. who needs all these people, anyway? Everyone of them seems fake to me anyway. It's really hard to find a ginuine, person, who has true, love, in their hearts! So as the weekend came, I began my job hunt. I needed something until my dream of being a film producer comes true. I filled out several application, even signed up to work the regisiter in our college gift shop. My aunt started to bother me more about finding a rich, husband instead of chasing after my dream. Her exact words to me were, 'Why waste the time chasing some silly, dream, when a rich man can pay for you to live comfortably at home, doing nothing but enjoying life and its abundance. Then if you decide you want children, have children. You will be albe to stay home and raise them. Thats how I manage all you're cousins.' I understood her point but I desperately wanted to be on my own and take care of me. Sure a friend to talk to would be nice but so would getting out there and living my dreams. That I got a call from the college that I had the job. I was very happy and couldn't wait to tell my Aunt. She wasn't very pleased but it wasn't her life, it was mine. So I started working and since I was working there and doing classes too, I decided to get a dorm of my own. Finally, away from my aunt for awhile. No more hearing her nay-say about my life and choices i'm making. While in class, Jesse, still does not give up on me. What was odd though, in the midst of school, he said he had to be gone for three weeks straight but when he got back, was throwing another party and that I had to come this time. I didn't say yes but I told him i'd think about it. I didn't even know why he was going to be gone, he was kind of mysterious about it. I'm not sure why, he seems normal, although has been looking more and more familiar to me. I just can't put my finger on it yet. So while he was gone, it felt weird in the class. I was more focused on my studies but I was very curious as to where he was. Finally, someone squealed... Appearently, one of his good, guy, friends also is in our class and when I come in to get my seat, he's showing pictures. I did kinda wonder what they were off, so I took a peak. He showed me and said, 'Thats him infront of his tour bus.' I thought a minute and asked so innocently, 'Tour bus?' He nodded and said, 'Do you not know what one is? Ever heard of such a thing before?' I smirked and said, 'Well duh im just wondering what he's touring for. Is he some kind of singer?' His friend, Todd, nodded and said, 'You didn't know?' I shrugged and said, 'No clue. I just thought he was a normal, person.' Todd laughed out loud and said, 'No, no, he has cds out, he acts in movies, he's doing even going to be in the new chipmunks, movie, doing the voice of the fat, chipmunk.' I just stood there trying to proccess everything and then decided to get on my phone and google him. I typed in his name and then realized, he was the boy I saw on tv, when I was really young, staying at my cousins. I was so sad that day and remember watching him live on Nick, singing about a beautiful soul and smiling like he was the sunshine. I just sat there and stared at my phone. A tear tried to make its way down my face but I couldn't cry infront of people. Thats one thing I never do, is cry. Since I cried so much as a toddler, I had enough of crying. I had to always be strong and look at the bright side of everything so that I could get by. Jesse may be what my aunt wants for me, once she meets him but I can't be with him. I can't go to his party because nice smile or not, he's most likely just as stuck up as every other rich and famous person and i'm sick of it. Maybe when I get rich as a film producer, I can give all the money to the people living like I lose to live. With nothing, no one and no home. I may have stayed with many people but I was never 'home' yet. I plan to live in a dorm and make that as home as I can make it for now until I get finally get a real home.
Jessie's pov.
I lived all my teen years from pre-teen to 18. My aunt, Sylvia, married rich and expects me to do the same. She says even though she is rich and has always taken care of me, it's time I find someone else to do pick up where she is leaving off. She is no longer funding me money. She only gave me enough to get into college at UCLA and get a car but im now searching for a job. It isn't so easy to find 'love' and I really don't want to find a 'rich man' I truely wanna find a friend and lover. After getting through the first simester of of college, majouring in film, someone new shows up. I've never seen him before either. He kinda bumps into me walking into the class and trys to excuse himself. I pardon him but getting another glance, I notice he's nice and friendly. Well he appears that way but i'm not so sure. I ignore him and get in a seat by the front. I really want to pass this class so I can start getting myself out there and start my own business in film. Maybe even get my own studio someday. Until then, I have to dream. When the class is over, the same guy I bumped into, tried to come up to me and make conversation. I was somewhat nervous by his super friendly, smile. Not too many guys smile that much and its freaking me out. I introduce myself neverthless, not realizing what I was getting myself into. He quickly shook my hand and then invited me over to his house for some kind of wild, party. I declined his invitation because one, I just met him, 2 this is college and college parties get way out of control and 3, I really want to job hunt this weekend. When I say no, the guy, Jesse, sighs and says, 'Well okay. I guess I can understand. Maybe some other time we can catch a flick or something, sound good?' I shrug and say, 'Hm, I dunno. We'll see.' I realized during the inviation, having a party at his age, at his house, means he owns his own place, juding by all the people attending, its not a small place and by the watch on his wrist, he isn't poor by any means. I'd say hes rich and therefore, has to be stuck up just like my aunt, uncle and all their friends that come over my house for 'tea' and for 'soiree'... I was fed up with this life style and only wanted to get by. who needs all these people, anyway? Everyone of them seems fake to me anyway. It's really hard to find a ginuine, person, who has true, love, in their hearts! So as the weekend came, I began my job hunt. I needed something until my dream of being a film producer comes true. I filled out several application, even signed up to work the regisiter in our college gift shop. My aunt started to bother me more about finding a rich, husband instead of chasing after my dream. Her exact words to me were, 'Why waste the time chasing some silly, dream, when a rich man can pay for you to live comfortably at home, doing nothing but enjoying life and its abundance. Then if you decide you want children, have children. You will be albe to stay home and raise them. Thats how I manage all you're cousins.' I understood her point but I desperately wanted to be on my own and take care of me. Sure a friend to talk to would be nice but so would getting out there and living my dreams. That I got a call from the college that I had the job. I was very happy and couldn't wait to tell my Aunt. She wasn't very pleased but it wasn't her life, it was mine. So I started working and since I was working there and doing classes too, I decided to get a dorm of my own. Finally, away from my aunt for awhile. No more hearing her nay-say about my life and choices i'm making. While in class, Jesse, still does not give up on me. What was odd though, in the midst of school, he said he had to be gone for three weeks straight but when he got back, was throwing another party and that I had to come this time. I didn't say yes but I told him i'd think about it. I didn't even know why he was going to be gone, he was kind of mysterious about it. I'm not sure why, he seems normal, although has been looking more and more familiar to me. I just can't put my finger on it yet. So while he was gone, it felt weird in the class. I was more focused on my studies but I was very curious as to where he was. Finally, someone squealed... Appearently, one of his good, guy, friends also is in our class and when I come in to get my seat, he's showing pictures. I did kinda wonder what they were off, so I took a peak. He showed me and said, 'Thats him infront of his tour bus.' I thought a minute and asked so innocently, 'Tour bus?' He nodded and said, 'Do you not know what one is? Ever heard of such a thing before?' I smirked and said, 'Well duh im just wondering what he's touring for. Is he some kind of singer?' His friend, Todd, nodded and said, 'You didn't know?' I shrugged and said, 'No clue. I just thought he was a normal, person.' Todd laughed out loud and said, 'No, no, he has cds out, he acts in movies, he's doing even going to be in the new chipmunks, movie, doing the voice of the fat, chipmunk.' I just stood there trying to proccess everything and then decided to get on my phone and google him. I typed in his name and then realized, he was the boy I saw on tv, when I was really young, staying at my cousins. I was so sad that day and remember watching him live on Nick, singing about a beautiful soul and smiling like he was the sunshine. I just sat there and stared at my phone. A tear tried to make its way down my face but I couldn't cry infront of people. Thats one thing I never do, is cry. Since I cried so much as a toddler, I had enough of crying. I had to always be strong and look at the bright side of everything so that I could get by. Jesse may be what my aunt wants for me, once she meets him but I can't be with him. I can't go to his party because nice smile or not, he's most likely just as stuck up as every other rich and famous person and i'm sick of it. Maybe when I get rich as a film producer, I can give all the money to the people living like I lose to live. With nothing, no one and no home. I may have stayed with many people but I was never 'home' yet. I plan to live in a dorm and make that as home as I can make it for now until I get finally get a real home.