Fearless (Taylor's Version) Story Collection

Track 01. Fearless

And I don't know how it gets better than this

You take my hand and drag me head first

Fearless

-Jennie's POV-

"Okay you got this..breathe..breathe.." I calm myself down, "It's just Rosie..you've known Rosie forever..it's jus..." I found myself at a loss for words when the front door suddenly opened revealing the girl dressed simply in jeans, a black crop top layered underneath an oversized grey cardigan, staring at me with those almond shaped eyes of hers that never ever fail to draw me in.

I take a moment to savor this moment. I take a moment to memorize everything about the girl standing in front of me. The girl who has been in the forefront of my mind ever since the day we met.

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"Stop it! Give it back Jordan!"

"Aww wittle Roseanne wants her guitar back." Jordan taunts, his friends chuckling next to him.

"Yes please."

"Well to.."

"HEY!" A tiny voice booms from behind Roseanne, "She said give it back."

"Ooh I'm so scared." Jordan sarcastically replies.

"You should be."

"Oh yeah? What are you going to do about it Kim?"

The girl shrugs before landing a solid right hook on Jordan.

"That." She smirks, while Jordan clutches his reddening cheek.

"I'll get you for this Jennie Kim."

"Yeah yeah, sure." Jennie waves them off, before turning her attention to the smaller girl,"Are you okay?"

"Yes..thank you for getting my guitar back."

"No problem, I'll make sure Jordan and his stupid goons don't bother you. I haven't seen you before, are you new?"

"Ah yes my family just moved from Melbourne."

"Oh that's nice! Welcome to Sydney then, my name's Jennie by the way Jennie Kim."

"Hi..my name is Roseanne..Roseanne Park, but you can call me Rosie."

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"Hello? Earth to Jennie? Hello?"

"Oh uh yeah hi." Rosie pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Hi." She says in a soft voice, "So where are we going?"

"I..you look wow." I don't answer her question, my mouth embarrassing me before my brain can stop it.

"That wasn't the answer I was looking for, but thanks. You don't look bad yourself." Rosie laughs lightly, and although I've been hearing her laugh since 5th grade, it still sounds like music to my ears. I wonder, when I die..will Rosie's laugh be the sound that welcomes me to heaven?

"I know." I confidently reply, taking her hand in mine and leading her to my car, making sure to open the passenger door for her.

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"What?" Rosie asks as I continue to drive further away from suburbs.

"Hmm?" I take a quick glance at her.

"You've been stealing glances, is there something in my face?" She asks, pulling the visor down and checking her face in the mirror.

"There's nothing." I reply.