'She Doesn't Get It' - A Josh Hutcherson Fanfic.

part one.

I sat in my black toyota truck collecting my thoughts that I was leaving this rinky dinky town today. Bye mom and dad, bye snow, bye not-being-able-to-wear-tanks-and-shirts-weather. BUH BYE MY “FRIENDS.” 

I pulled out of the driveway and honked to my 2 little brothers and my parents and just began on the 4 hour ride to my dream city, Los Angeles.  Lets just say my mind is always active. My dark brown eyes and long brown hair was nothing i really cared about because i know i am beautiful no matter what society believes what beauty is. I was never the popular type, yeah i had friends everywhere but no one ever “worshipped” me either. I don’t care, i like being alone too. I’m secretive and honest as well.

Thinking to myself, I put one of my favorite CD’s in: Here We Go Again by Demi Lovato. I sang along from ‘Solo’ to ‘Quiet’, ‘World Of Chances’ to ‘U Got Nothin’ On Me’. I noticed the weather was rising up the closer i got, i got more excited and anxious.

After the CD finished, i stopped at a gas station and saw a Black full on tinted windows with some fancy chauffeur behind the wheel. I didn’t pay much attention to it, i walked in got some pepsi, hot fries, jelly beans, and got some gas. I left and 5 minutes later the car was behind me. I thought it was a fancy family on their way to LA as well.

I exit the freeway with it behind me and all the three hours left of the car ride was; exits, stops, and not on person came out of the car except a tall 38-43 year old man. 

The exit was a mile away and i started freaking out in my seat. The perfect song came up in my mix CD: Raise Your Glass  by P!nk, i rose my pepsi.

I get to my hotel which i’m staying at for 3 days or until i find my apartment. My parents are company owners so they’ll be sending money every now and then until i figure this “adult life” on my own. 

I get my suitcase, unpack and all that shiz, then with my wallet and raybans, i’m out the hotel and shop at Rodeo Drive. 

Tonight will be a night to remember, my first club in LA, independent, everything anyone wishes for. 

Maybe i’ll meet someone too, i mean, this is LA and hot celebs are supposed to go.

Let the fun begin…

Note: I have not added her name yet until the next chapter, still gathering names to think of. This is the beginning so bare with me please!