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Before the Cameras

Every girl has had a moment when they've seen one guy and their mind has gone blank of everything but him. In fact 99% of them have this happen to them quite frequently. Well I'm part of the 1% who, while noticing a guy is good looking, frankly couldn't give a shit; they don't like a guy easily. I've had one crush before in my life…when I was 9. It lasted a week till he put gum in my hair and I punched him. I decided it would be best to part ways after that. So imagine my surprise when I was just minding my own business, working my shift as a cashier in Barns and Noble when a group of guys (literally) tumble in, laughing loudly and head towards the comic book section, a place I know well, and my attention is stolen away from Hellboy, by HIM.

He was tall, obnoxiously tall, 6 foot 4 at least, tan, with perfect straight white teeth and thick black hair. My eyes travel up and down him and I notice he's lean, clad in gray skinny jeans, a yellow t-shirt and a purple hoody with converse on his feet…I'm pretty sure I'm drooling right now. Though all the while I had an annoying buzzing in the back of my head that said I knew him from somewhere. Infact the whole group looked familiar, all 7 of them.

I'm not sure how long I stood there blatantly fantasizing about him, all I know is it lasted till the group suddenly exploded laughing and I heard it. His laugh. It sounded like he was gasping for air, a laugh that distinctly belonged to one person, Gabe Saporta.

'Well hell,' I thought, 'I don't see him for one summer and now I find him attractive!'

In all truthfulness I should have recognized him at the beginning. Sure he's grown more (how that's possible I don't know because he was already damn tall and towering over the rest of us) and he's always been gorgeous, I'll admit that, though now he's just drool worthy. Downside is he's…well…a bit of a man-whore. He'll flirt with anything that has breasts and is over the age of 16 and alive. So much for finding a guy I could date and actually LIKE, not just hope I'll like eventually, because Gabe Saporta knows just how to piss me off and we've never even talked before.

This would imply that the guys surrounding him are Ryland, Alex, Nate, Pete, Patrick and William. So that means…yeah there's Jamie standing by fiction, completely ignoring the little old lady she'd just been helping in favour of drooling over William. I chuck a paper ball at her head to snap her out of it before the woman, or our boss, notices her line of sight.

'Gah!' She screamed, jumping a few inches in to the air, bringing the attention of the guys to her, and turned to me, 'What the hell Knox?'

As everyone's eyes switched to me I put on my best innocent face and pointed to my chest, 'Aww you're so cute,' Jamie simpered sarcastically, 'I know it was you!' I just smiled and looked back at my comic, determinedly avoiding staring at a certain Hispanic male.

A few moments later I felt someone's eyes on me and when I glanced up, I nearly jumped backwards in shock. Gabe was standing in front of me flashing his 'jump me now' smile, and I was having a bit of trouble not obeying it.

'How can I help you?' I asked, putting on my perfected work voice.

He just handed me the comics as he blatantly checked me out. Yep, there's the Saporta I know.

I went to ring them up and when I was done he'd grabbed my Hellboy and was reading it.

'Do you mind?' I bit out.

He just smiled again, 'Not many girls read this.' There was now a gleam in his eyes I didn't quite like, it gave of the impression he was about to eat me. Not a comforting thought.

'That you know of. Now would you like to make another sexist statement and continue to ogle my breasts or are you happy to take your purchase and leave?' I smirked, ha score one to Kaitlyn.

'Nice talking to you to bonito.' He winked at me and walked back to his friends.

'What the hell does bonito mean?' I said, once I'd gotten through screaming like a fan girl in my head, at having him wink at me (I need to work on that).

Niamh, finally appearing out of the break room, gave me a look, 'Talking to yourself again Katy?'

'Haha, no. Gabe called me bonito and I haven't a clue what it means.' I mumbled, watching Jamie as she tried in vain to explain the difference between Twilight and The Vampire Diaries to a middle aged mother.

'Gabe? As in Saporta, the man whore extraordinaire? The boy who you've despised for years?' She asked me, eyes wide.

'Yes,' I glared back, 'and now the boy who somehow managed to become very attractive in 3 months.' Noticing her expression I hurried on, 'I still think he's a pig and I'm with you on never going near him or his friends, all I'm saying is he's become very easy on the eyes.'

Niamh suddenly blushed, 'Well, I mean, not ALL of his friends are so bad…I mean Alex isn't that terrible…' She trailed off, her face giving an enthusiastic shoot at impersonating a tomato.

I blinked a few times, before slowly speaking, 'You like Suarez?' Disbelief seeping into my tone. Niamh just avoided my gaze looking at everyone and everything that wasn't me. All was quite for a few moments until, 'OH MY GOD! You…like…Suarez!' Now I had the wide eyes.

'Psh, psh, nooooo…oh look that person needs help.' Niamh stuttered out before racing over to the opposite side of the store.

I smiled after, not noticing as a thoroughly disgruntled Jamie stomped over to me. I guess that mother really couldn't grasp the difference.

'You know how they say old age makes you senile?' Jamie grumbled to me, a slight tilt of my eyebrow was all she needed to continue, 'Well I'm forced to agree when I have a woman standing there saying "but they're both about vampires so what's the difference?"'

I merely grunted in reply, causing Jamie to turn to me again, 'What are you smiling about?'

Not looking away from Niamh I said, 'After work we need to go to Starbucks, Smeev has some explaining to do.'

A/N: Soooo terrible? Okay? Please be nice it's my first story=D