part1

    I get to stay home from school today, and we're going to Walmart. Im not that popular and I wear boy's clothes. My mom buys them for me, and makes me wear them. I get to take a break from school today and a break from being teased by other kids.

     Oh yea, I'm Jessica and I'm in the 5th grade. For an 11 year old, I look like a regular person, but people don't see me that way. I don't know why but they do. They see me as a girl in boy's clothes, no friends, and in an LD class, meaning, learning disorder.

     When we first got to Walmart, I asked my mom, "Can I go look at the sunglasses?"
     "Yea just stay over there, and don't leave," says my mom, being the overprotective mom she is.
     "Ok, whatever," I say, being the who-cares kid I am. As I walk to the sunglasses, I think I will have to go back to school tomorrow and face my class, who I hate. They don't even know my name in that class.

     As I'm looking at the sunglasses and I go to grab a cool pair, some guy next to me beats me to them. Our hands touch a little. Being me, I'm not looking up. I"m the type of person who walks around with my dead down, so I didn't look up then.
     "Oh, sorry," I say shyly.
     "It's ok. I got enough of these things anyway. You can have them," says the guy in the sweetest voice I have ever heard.
     I got a little scared, when I realized I knew the voice. Looking up I realized, "Oh my God, it's Jonathan Taylor Thomas!" Now I'm more scared then I was. "Ok, what do I do?" is running through my mind. Slowly, I said, "Hi, I'm Jessica."
     "Nice to meet you Jessica. I'm Jonathan." He said my name, damn, my name sounds sso much better coming out of his mouth.
     "I know who you are, I mean -- I have seen you on TV." Oh, I am so blowing this! He is smiling at me, and I'm just staring like a fool.
     "You know me, but I don't know you. So why aren't you in school?" he says as I stare like a fool.
     "I, uh, got a break today. M-my mom wants to spend time with me. You know what it is like." Oh shit, I just sounded so stupid, "you know what it is like." No way he wuold know, he talks about loving his mom. I'm so stupid! He laughed, but not at me, but at what I said.
     "I know what it's like to be around people you don't want to be around." He said it in a simple way.
     "What are you doing here in Kentucky?" I say, forcing the words out.
     "Changing planes. So you know this store well?"
     "I've lived here my whole life, and yea I do."
     "Cool, so you would know where the books and stuff are?"
     Ok, I"m in hell but, there is an angel in front of me. What is up? Books? This store has books? Shit, he is going to think I'm stupid. "Huh? Yea there over that way."
     "Ok, why don't you show me?"
     Leading the way, he walks in front of me, looking back. I'm a geek al the way, and he is just smiling like the perfect guy he is. "Here they are. Thanks," he says in a sexy, hot voice. Maybe just sexy and hot to me; his voice sounds like that all the time to me.
     "Yea," I say slowly walking away.
     "So, what's your favorite book?"
     "Uh..." What do I say?! "This one..." Ok, I odn't even know what book I am picking up. What's, "A Child Called It?"
     "Yea, I read that. It's sad," he says knowing everything.
     "Yea, it's real sad." What the fuck am I saying? I don't know anything about this, but he is so cute!
     "My mom is a social worker, so I read books like this." His mom is a social worker, and the book's, "A Child Called It." I know.
     "It is sad how the boy gets treated in it. Makes you feel better about your own life," like I know what I'm saying.
     "So Jessica, what's life like around here?" He wants to talk to me.
     "Boring," I say laughing even if it is really boring around here. He laughs, too.
     "Are you by yourself?"
     "No, my mom. I bet she is looking for me, too," I said starting to look around for my mom.
     "Maybe you should go lok for her," he says as if he cares.
     "Yea." Oh man, this is over. I won't ever see him again. Well, on Tv. What am I doing? This guy doesn't like me!
     "Would Jessica Kay meet her mom in the front of the store now," booms from the intercoms. I am so embarrassed. I wanted to die.
     "I take it that was to you," Jonathan said laughing.
     "Yea, and it's from my mad mom. I better go." I walk away wanting to cry of happiness. I met Jonathan Taylor Thomas.
     "Wait -- Maybe I hsoudl go and explain I needed hlep finding the books. Maybe your mom won't get mad at you."
     "You don't have to do that for me." I really wanted to say, "Yea, please help. Stay. Don't go."
     "I know, but I want to. I can't let my friend getin to trouble because of me." Friend? What?! When did that happen? Jonathan is a really nice guy.
     "No, I can't. You don't know my mom. She won't believe I was helpling someone," I said in a way, wanting to cry.
     "Why?" Jonathan was confused. First time for everything.
     "Uh... Why are you being nice to me?"
     "I like you. We got a lot in common. Like books, sunglasses, and I want to know more about you," he said moving closer to me. Now he is about 6 inches from me.
     "Ok, then when does your plane leave?" I wanted to cry, and scream from being happy, and sad at the same time.
     "Saturday. I wanted 2 days here so I could take a break." He is so perfect.
     "Well, ok, then tnoghit meet me at the part by 7th street. It's next to a chruch, at 9:00." I am acting like this is a normal guy.
     "Uh, why can't I meet your mom? No big deal." He looks confused and sad. How can that be?
     "Just be there if you want to know me better." I walk away fast. Scared he is behind me.

Part 1
(Hi, I'm Jessica.)