Finding-3

Thanks to Sam Cdn and Damien455 for your support, and I'm trying to follow the story line, but some things might have to change. (Actual quotes and such)

Chapter 3: Make me Believe

Jack looked at his feet as he walked home. His shoe was untied, but he didn't bend down to tie it. The breeze blew his longish brown hair in the wind, and his red windbreaker close to his thin frame.

A car horn honked and someone hollered at him; he looked up. Jack continued to place one foot after another as he watched the shiny sports car drive into the distance. Before you could holler, "Hey!" Jack was on the ground. He lifted his head to make sure no one was watching. He was alone except for a brown haired girl on the other side of the street. She was lost in her thoughts.

"Oww..." he moaned as he swung his leg around to tie his shoe. His sweater was dirty, but that wasn't anything new. His backpack fell to the ground as he made sure his shoe wouldn't untie again.

"Jack, you are such a klutz." He said to himself; shaking his head.

Jack picked himself up and proceeded on home. *** *** ***

Joey Potter walked in her own world, furious that her boyfriend Dawson would actually READ her diary. How could he! A diary is a personal thing, and people shouldn't read them. It wasn't even what she thought really, her diary was were she wrote down the thoughts as they came to her, if she was mad, she would write something mean. Just so she wouldn't say it out loud.

Joey heard a car horn and looked up. A common sight in Capeside; a red sports car was honking at someone on the opposite side of the street. His hair blew in the Massachusetts wind. He was attractive, but she was dating Dawson, or was she?

Looking back down, Joey turned the corner and walked into her family's restaurant "The Icehouse."

"Bessie!"

"Joey!" Bessie said, putting a try into her hands, "Good, you're here. We're swamped today! Help table twelve A.S.A.P!"

Joey donned her blue apron and walked over to table twelve, tying her hair back and grabbing a pencil from her pocket.

"May I take your order?" She looked at a couple of school-aged girls.

"Yes!" a bubbly blonde said to her, "I'll have a French fry and a Coke."

"I'll have the same, only a Sprite instead of Coke." A girl whom Joey recognized from school said.

"I'll bring your drinks in a moment." Joey said and walked away. *** *** ***

"Jack, you should really get out and meet some people. You know, I went to this really nice restaurant, called the, um, Icehouse I think, and I met a few people!"

"Good for you Andi, I just don't think I'm ready to forget my friends back home." Jack said defiantly.

"Jack, did I say anything about forgetting. How about a job at least. Here is the perfect opportunity. A new town and new people, you can play up the drama just a little bit more and get yourself a good job..."

"I'll think about a job. And I wont "play up the drama" as you put it. I'll apply lawfully."

"Great! The Icehouse seemed a little under staff. So, you might try there..." Andi winked at her brother.

"Goodnight, Andi."

"'Night, Jackers." Andi smiled. *** *** ***

Not much longer than the last, huh? Lol Review!