Fame. j.m.

Breaking Through.

Jack's Point Of View

Rebecca sat down, with the tray of food. She had a jam doughnut and an iced frappe. "I know, I'm so healthy... Just today though. I promise I'm not a junk food addict." She laughs, I smiled at how cute she was.

"Well, I'm someone who barely eats breakfast so when I do I go unhealthy." I say, it is the truth. She smiles, biting into the doughnut and a big blob of jam went on her chin. It went silent, we then both started to laugh, Rebecca blushing. Bending forward I rub it off of her chin licking it, she grinned like a toddler.

"So, what brings you to London?" She asks, I think what did. "It's a big busy city, my type of vibe. You?" I say, asking. She sat in the silence for ages, "Well, I'm just passing through to see where I'd like to stay and this sure seems the nice place to stay." She exclaims, taking pauses.

"Cool, cool." I say, taking a large bite out of my wrap as I'm starving. I look out of the window  and I see Conor, Mikey, and Josh staring at me through the window. Why do I never expect these things.