Name: "Im surprised you don't know....." (Owen Mabry)
Age: "Only 17, but I'm a huge star."
Gender: "Male baby."
Likes: "My fans."
Dislikes: "Clingy girls."
Personality: "Hot, handsome, flirty, but I don't do relationships."
Other: "Im a really really famous singer mate! And British!"
Story Beginning:
(Anyone seen Starstruck? This beginning is gonna be similar to that!)
You sigh at your sister as she fangirls over a music video being aired.
The star of the video was the teen sensation, Owen Mabry.
Your sister loved him and claimed she was his biggest fan (and she may have been, with her huge collection of Owen Mabry merchandise), while you just thought he was a snotty, overpaid singer.
"Girls!" you dad calls as he and your mom walk into the living room. "We're leaving for California!"
~A few Hours Later~
You're in sunny California to visit your grandma.
Good news is that you'll be missing a few weeks of school.
Bad news?
You're luggage is missing.
You sigh as your mom gives you money for new clothes.
You drive to town in a rental car. Tourists swarm the sidewalks and shops.
You get out and walk to one of the shops. You're not looking ahed of you and end up getting hit by the door opening.
"I'm sorry miss," a European accented voice apologized. You looked up to see a guy with his hood up, sunglasses on his tan face, and his right ear pierced. A few strands of golden hair peek out from under the hood.
"Are you alright miss?" he asked
You.....
