A/N - Well, yesterday was Wildwood, and I missed an update and freshman orientation. The beach + Chinatown was kinda worth it. Here's the long awaited update! Oh yeah, I might be gone Monday, too. Possibly Dorney Park xD

After the fashion show, there was a small buffet dinner that all the models and guests went to. Apparently, Nate needed a date to the event since his mom was hosting. There were people from US Weekly and In Touch magazine to take pictures. Personally, I prefer OK! Magazine since they don't exaggerate all the gossip. (Has anybody else noticed that? Seriously!)

Nate stuck with me the whole night, and I opted not to eat so much. I didn't want to seem like some "unlady-like pig" as my mom would call my eating habits. That was the reason why I was still a bit hungry after the buffet ended.

"Uhm, would you like to get a small snack or something?" I ask Nate. He looks at me and says, "Where were you thinking?" I smile to myself, and got Nate to go call Jason so he can drive us there. Within fifteen minutes, Nate, Jason and I were on our way to Chinatown.

"Wait, so why do you want to go to Chinatown?" Jason asks me. I roll my eyes like the answer was right in front of him. "Okay, what am I?" I ask him. He answers "Oh, you're Asian!! Right, now I get it. Still, what do you want there?"

I sigh and reply, "I miss bubble tea." Both guys get quizzical looks on their faces. "It's this gummy sweet Asian drink. I think you guys might like it," I explain. Nate speaks up and asks, "So you made us drive you to Chinatown for some drink?" I answer, "Damn right I did."

Jason obviously knows his way around New York, since we were at Chinatown in no time. He pays for parking then asks me, "So, where's the bubble tea?" I shrug and say, "I have absolutely no idea." Nate yells at me, "What?! How are we gonna find it then?!"

"Uh, walk around?" I say. So I walk away from them and down the street, looking for some sign of bubble tea. I hear them drag along behind me. I pass restaurant after restaurant. I finally see a store with Hello Kitty in the display window. This wasn't bubble tea, but I was hoping it had Nate's present in it. I wasn't sure if he was going to like it, but it would have some sentimental value.

I ask Jason, "Hey, can I borrow five bucks? I'll pay you tomorrow." He gives me a credit card then says, "Spend whatever you want. We're rich, remember?" I smile, as in to say thank you, and dash inside while I tell them to wait for a minute. I get out one minute later with something in my hand. I give it to Jason and ask him to put it in his pocket for me.

I continued skipping through Chinatown, finally stopping in front of a cute little café. I walked into the air conditioned space and ordered three coffee bubble teas. The Chinese meaning literally translated to "pearl milk tea" which referred to the chewy balls at the bottom.

We were now walking aimlessly through Chinatown, each sipping and chewing our bubble tea. I grabbed Nate's hand and laced our fingers together. I loved holding hands with people. It's a normal thing for me, to tell you the truth. Other people find it a couple thing, but I do it too much to think of it like that.

Nate didn't reject the "friendly" gesture, so I started slightly swinging our hands. "Hey, guys, let's go back now. It's getting pretty late." I let go of Nate's hand and didn't pay attention to his reaction. Once we were buckled in, I made Jason turn on the radio.

"What station?" he asks me. I reply, "94 WYSP!!" I always listened to that. If not, then it was Radio Disney. Hey, I'm a Miley Cyrus fan. I just hate those racy pictures of her that keep getting leaked on the 'net. You'd think she'd give it a rest, right?

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I am standing at my bus stop, explaining last night to Nicole. I'm also extremely tired and irritable. "Wow, only you would think of Chinatown and bubble tea. What'd you buy at that Hello Kitty place?" she asks me. "Nothing special, really. I started working on it this morning. I doubt Nate will like it, though."

"OHH! I know what you're talking about now! He's got to like it, I mean, it's hard to make," Nicole says. I give her a tired smile as our bus pulls up. My feet are seriously hurting right now, I'm sleep deprived, and the caffeine in the bubble tea didn't help last night. God, I feel like shit today.

After going to my locker, I groggily walk into homeroom. For once, I'm here before Nate was. I start brainstorming lines for the history project. I was tapping my fingers in concentration when I saw Shane barge into the class. He didn't bother to say anything to Mrs. Martin as he pulls me out of class and into the hallway. I see Nate walking up to the door, but Shane tells him to go in the class.

"Hey, can I go back to homeroom? I was in a serious brainstorm for a project right there," I say to him. I am so not in the mood for this. "I just wanted to talk," he defensively replies. Okay, that just made me more pissed.

"Couldn't you have waited a couple more minutes for PE then?" I tried to calmly say to him. "Sorry, I couldn't wait that long to see you." He gives me a fake innocent look. Don't tell me he's trying to act cute. "Well, you saw me, now go away and let me get back to class. It's almost over, FYI."

I start to walk towards class, but then he grabs my arm. I'm about to seriously curse him out! "Look, I just wanted to let you know that you owe me a favor," he says. I stop dead in my tracks.

"Okay, why the fuck do I owe you something?" I ask him. He arrogantly says, "You broke up me and Angela, remember? Also, you guys totally ditched me last night. I was soo lonely." He was being dramatic again. I'm not in the mood for laughs, so I tell him, "That was your fault, not mine. All me, Nick and Jason did was go to Chinatown in New York." That wasn't a total lie, really.

"I know you and Nick went to my mom's fashion show. She wouldn't stop talking about your perfect sense of style last night." Perfect sense of style? My hair wasn't done, no make-up, and I didn't even have an accessory. Uh, huh? Shane sees my confused look and tells me, "She thinks that you have a cute charm to you. And something about a nice petite body and shit, but you'd never make it as a model."

"Lemme guess, Angela definitely would, because she's a tall, skinny, blonde anorexic ho." I didn't have anything against models unless they were divas and obsessed over their weight. That was quite a few words to describe Angela. "Go find some other girl to fuck and quit getting in my face," I say to Shane before the bell rang.

I got in my homeroom, grabbed my books and walked over to PE. Shane just randomly mentioned models. Did it have to do with his mom or something? My already bad mood just got worse, thanks to Shane. He really doesn't know when to shut up, does he?

I kicked lockers as I walked out of the locker room. All the girls were giving me weird looks. Chucks have pretty hard tips, since the lockers made really loud bangs. All the gym classes this period would be in the front today since the back was getting painted. I noticed Nicole walking up to me.

"Uh, what's wrong with you?" she asks me. I glance towards Shane's direction. "Oh, that figures then." I decide to change the subject and ask her, "So, what're we doing in gym today?" She quickly replies, "Relay something. Bikes, scooters, skateboards, then hike through the woods or something?"

It was teams of four people. Nicole and I paired up with our two other friends. Yes, I have quite a few acquaintances. One was a Mexican girl named Aeriell and the other my friend Stephanie. Steph had multi-colored red/brown/blonde hair. Seriously, I wonder how much time she spends each month coloring her hair.

Aeriell was going to do the bikes. Steph volunteered for the scooters, and Nicole was going to do the skateboard. Scooters and skateboards? My school's weird, lemme tell you. That meant that I had to hike through the woods. It was short due to our 45 minute gym period. Approximately six or seven blocks.

Aeriell biked a mile around all the fields, then Steph rode the scooter once around the track. Nicole fell twice on her way around the track. We all laughed, even though she was pissed when she got back. She stomped on the skateboard, cracking it in the middle. "Dude, the school's gonna fine you for that," Aeriell says to her. "Do I look like I fucking care?" Nicole replies. Yeah, pretty pissed.

Our team was doing pretty well. The other 10 or so teams were lagging behind. I was up for the hike through the woods. The thing is about these woods, they're big, and the trails are all within screaming distances from the fields. I was one of the only people walking through the woods. Yeah, walking. Nobody felt like running. We didn't really care who won.

I was still mad about this morning, and extremely tired. I knew I should've had that can of Pepsi! After five minutes of aimlessly wandering around, I noticed that I lost my way from the trail. I cannot function without sleep if you guys haven't noticed yet. I just have the ability to become a total bitch.

"Shit, what direction is the school in?" I ask myself. I trip over a root and fall down. Okay, this isn't serious, all I did was scrape my knee. Then the searing pain in my ankle finally registered through my brain. No, I can't injure myself in these woods! Wait, I can't be too far from the school or anybody else.

"HELP!" I yell out. My ankle was starting to swell up now. I've never injured myself before, ever. Where's ice when you need it? My knee was pouring a lot of blood, too. Crap, this really sucks.

"Jenny?!" I hear someone yell out. "Yeah, I'm right here!" I yell back. I wave my hands, even though I knew the person probably couldn't be able to see me. I saw Shane walking around, yelling my name again. Why does it have to be him?!