Jensen's POV

"Jensen? Hellooo? Jensen!!"

I blinked and turned to look at my date. What was her name? Jennifer? No that was yesterday. Oh yeah, Chelsea! She flipped her blonde hair and glared at me furiously.

"What?"

"You've been ignoring me for the past 10 minutes! What is up with you?!"

I stared at her for a second before suddenly standing up. "You know what, I don't think this is going to work. Sorry Chelsea."

She stared after me in shock as I walked towards the door of the restaurant we'd only just walked into. "Wha- Jensen? JENSEN! ARE YOU DUMPING ME? YOU CAN'T DUMP ME! I'M A SUPERMODEL! HOW DARE YOU — what? NO I'M NOT &$&^ING READY TO ORDER! IDIOT!!"

I looked back to see her terrorizing the young waiter who had gone to see what the problem was. Poor guy. The door swung shut behind me and I quickly got into my car.

Man that girl was annoying. All she talked about was clothes, the celebrities she knew, and herself. Not that I usually minded that kind of stuff as long as the girl was hot, but all of a sudden I wanted to talk to someone who actually had something interesting to say. Chelsea didn't have an original bone in her body! Not like that other girl…

I shook myself as I felt my mind start to drift towards the mysterious Rosalyn again. Two days, and I haven't been able to stop thinking about that message! This is starting to get ridiculous. But her profile was so interesting and funny and her picture was so pretty – Agh! Snap out of it!

By this time, I'd pulled into my driveway. Walking into the kitchen, I grabbed an apple and started tossing it absentmindedly into the air. I passed the open door of my study on my way towards my bedroom.

Then I stopped, turned around, and walked back to the study.

Before I knew it, I'd logged onto my MySpace and was searching for her profile. 'Just a quick look', I told myself, 'Take one quick look at her profile again and then I'll stop thinking about it.' There it was! I eagerly clicked on it – and slumped as it showed the profile was set to private. While she'd been a friend to the Supernatural website, so her profile could be seen from it, I wasn't on her friends list. I started to close the screen dejectedly, until I saw the 'Online Now' icon.

Rosalyn's POV

I finished writing my bulletin and hit send. Then I navigated back to my home screen. I was about to log out, but then I saw an invitation to IM from someone called JensenRox. Usually I ignore them, but today I was in a good mood so I clicked the little 'Accept Invitation' thingy and waited.

JensenRox- Hi!

RandomInsanity- Hi! Do I know you?

JR- Not personally.

RI- Ok! …So who the heck are you.

JR- I'm Jensen Ackles.

RI- Right. Why don't we try that one again.

JR- No seriously. I'm Jensen Ackles.

RI- Uh huh. Did you know that aliens have sent a team of evil psychic watermelons to take over the human race?

JR- What?

RI- What?

JR- Why are we being attacked by watermelons?

RI- Idk. Why are you pretending to be Jensen Ackles?

JR- I'm not pretending! I saw the message about 'The Amazing R' on the Supernatural MySpace and I wanted to say hi!

RI- HA! That MySpace was made by a fan! That proves your not Jensen!

JR- HA! The writers wrote it pretending to be a fan! They gave the cast access to it!

RI- … Seriously?

JR- Yea.

RI- I don't believe you.

JR- O.o WHAT?

RI- You're probably just a friend of the fan's, playing a prank on me.

JR- OH MY GOD. I'M REALLY JENSEN.

RI- HOW DARE YOU TAKE THE LORD'S NAME IN VAIN?! GOD WILL SMITE YOU FOR THIS!!

JR- Oh. Sorry. You're religious?

RI- Nah, I'm just messing with you.

JR- !!!! OH MY GOD YOU'RE INSANE!!!

RI- Dude, I sent a message to random people the says the Amazing R enjoys pina coladas and getting caught in the rain. What sane person does that?

JR- Good point. Look, I'll prove I'm Jensen. What's your phone number, I'll call you right now.

RI- I don't give my phone number to crazy people who think that they're television stars.

JR- *rolls eyes* Fine. At two o'clock I'm going to be on channel 6 giving a live interview. What do you want me to say?

RI- Psychic watermelons eat purple bunnies for breakfast. The only way to save the bunnies is by drinking rain and getting caught in pina coladas.

JR- ……

RI- Yea, I thought that's what you'd say.

JR- Yea.

RI- *sigh* than just give a shoutout to Rosalyn.

JR- And then you'll believe me?

RI- I'll open myself to the possibility.

JR- Translation: You still won't believe me.

RI- Perceptive translation.

JR- Thank you.

RI- 2:00, Channel 6. I'll remember.

JR- Good! Prepare to be proven wrong!

We both signed off and I shook my head. Who did this idiot think he was, pretending to be Jensen Ackles? I'm so going to rub it in his nose when Jensen doesn't mention me in the interview! I mean, how does he think that he's going to pull something like that off!