LESLIE'S POV
Today is Christmas Eve! Yeay!!!
I get presents tomorrow!
I woke up this morning with a weird feeling. Something was going to happen today.This feeling was undefined and unsettling. Something big was going to happen today. I could feel it in the pit of my stomach.
"Mooomyyy!! Are you sure that Santa likes chocolate chip cookies?"
Mom laughed. "I'm positive! These cookies will make Santa very happy!"
I grinned. "O-tay, mommy!" I said sweetly.
Around 4:30, mommy got mad at me.
CRACK!
I gasped.
Mom came running into the room. "Leslie?"
I looked up guiltily.
Mom saw what I'd done. I'd accidentally knocked over one of her precious plants!
The floor is a mess! Dirt and more dirt covered the ground. The cracked pot is laying on the ground in four pieces.
"Leslie!" my mom repeated.
I burst into tears. "I'm sorry, mama! I didn't mean to!"
"Leslie Rae Stewart! You broke my pot and made a HUGE mess!" mom screamed furiously, "How did this happen" she demanded.
I sobbed, "I was dancing to Hannah Montana's song 'Nobody's Perfect' and then I knocked over the plant by accident! It was an accident! I swear!" I yelped.
Mom was fuming.
"Go to you're room, Leslie Rae Stewart!" she yelled.
I cried harder. "You're mean! I hate you!"
Wow. What a way to ruin the holiday.
Mom's face dropped. She looked deeply hurt. She was mean, so she DESERVED it! Ugh!
I went to my room. I was mad. It was an accident! I shouldn't be blamed. Should I?
Ten minutes later, mom came into my room. "Think before you talk! Leslie, you should apologize!"
"NO!" I yelled.
Mom shook her head. "And be more careful next time you're dancing around the house!" she snapped, before leaving my room.
Five minutes later, I peeked out of my room. Mom was in her room with the door closed.
I shook my head. I knew what i had to do. I was fed up with mommy. So I had to leave.
I snuck out the back door and took off running. I ran for a while.
I ran and ran and ran until I got to the park.
I found I an empty bench and sat down. I put my head in my hands. I slumped forward and started crying again. My sobs got louder and louder. I was shaking.
I stayed like this for awhile. I don;t know how long...but it was a LONG time.
JAKE'S POV
I was riding along in my limo all nervous. What if I ran into Miley?
Okay...maybe I should go find her? Fate is bound to make us 'accidentally' meet anyway, so maybe I should just look for her?
I was pondering these thoughts when I passed the park. I looked over at it. It looked exactly the same, other than a different paint job.
It was almost 6:00 now. The sun hadn't set yet, but it was beginning to. It was Christmas Eve, so the the park was deserted...or was it?
Then, I noticed a little girl on a bench in front of the park, with no one around. She was shaking and crying. I wondered if she was okay? Where were her parents?
"Stop the car!" I ordered.
My driver nodded.
"Hold on, I'll just be a moment!" I told Pablo, the driver.
"Okay, Jake," Pablo said.
I got out of the car.
The girl didn't notice me coming.
"Sweetie, are you okay?" I whispered.
Her head snapped up.
She looked at me for a moment, as if trying to figure out if she knew me. Finally, she murmured, "Why would anyone care?"
"Are you okay?" I asked, with concern.
She stared at me. Suddenly her eyes widened. She rubbed her eyes. "You're...you're Jake Ryan! The movie star! My mom loves you!" she said.
I smiled. Then, I frowned. "Yeah...I'm Jake...What's you're name?"
She sniffled, "L-Leslie."
I snickered. How ironic. She has the same name as me and she doesn't even know it.
I laughed. "That's a pretty name! Now, darling, can you tell me what's wrong? It's Christmas Eve and there's no one else here!"
"My...mom...she...got mad a-at m-me and...she yelled at me. I broke h-her f-favorite plant and it's pot."
I nodded. "So..you ran away without telling her?"
She nodded slowly.
"And where is you're dad?" I asked with concern.
I was beginning notice something. This girl kinda looks like someone I know. But...who? I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
"I...I don't know," she murmured, "I don't know who he is. I've never met him before. And...my mommy told me not to talk to strangers...ever. But..she really likes you, so i guess this is okay, right?"
I smiled. "Yeah, it's okay."
Man, she really looks familiar. In fact..she kinda talks a little bit like me. She looks a tiny bit like me, too. I was confused now.
I know this face! I know it!
I put my arm around Leslie's shoulder. She smiled up at me. "Movie stars are nice. My mom says that you're an ego-maniac, though. But she doesn't know you so I don't know wwhy she'd say that."
Ego-maniac?
What she said brought back bad memories. Miley called me an ego-maniac.
Leslie smiled and laughed. I laughed, too. Now I really thought she looked familiar.
"Leslie? How old are you?"
"I'll be seven in two days."
"What's you're full name?" I asked. Maybe if I knew her last name, I'd know who she looked like.
Leslie smiled.
I was NOT prepared for what i heard next.
"My full name is Leslie Rae Stewart."
hope u like. there. i kno it took a while, but jake finally saw leslie:). i kno leslie still doesnt kno jake is her dad, but jake now knows that she's his daughter. well, not exactly, but its kinda obvious 2 him.
neway, leslie will find out nxt chap. and jake and miley will meet face to face :).
review ill update 2moro or the next day. :)
