A Strong Word

Encounters

|Jacob's POV|

I'm in New York City for a big meeting. Yay me! ...not really. Meetings usually suck. Believe me, I love my fans so much, but doing all these meetings is horrible. I have to do it for my fans. They're my priority.

I don't have my meeting for another 3 days. After the meeting, I'm probably gonna stay in New York for another 4 days. Yay! No, like, literally, actually yay this time. I love the city. It's beautiful, it's just the people here... Most are rude. It really bothers me.

"Jacob..." my mother says trying to get my attention. "I'm going out, I'll probably be gone for a couple hours. "Okay, see you later" I say to her. My mom is a super active person, it seems like she never chills, like fr. She leaves out the door. I check my phone, half hate, half love. Seems pretty normal.

What am I supposed to do now? Sit here? Hell na. Ima go walking around the city. Maybe snap some photos. I start to put my shoes on when my favorite tv show, Gossip Girl, comes on. Yeah, I know, I know... It seems not-so-normal for me, but whatever. It's great. I seriously sit here for about an hour watching it.

The show comes off and I get up. I grab my phone, sunglasses, a hat -so people don't recognize me- and head out the door. I go into the elevator. Go down and start to walk around.

I'm just walking and I end up going to Central park. Ding! I pull my phone out and see my notifications. Of course, it's Mark, my bestfriend.

-Mark: hey bro ✊wyd?
-Me: nm. Headin to Central Park.
-Mark: oh fun be careful. Don't make mobs
of girls lol
-Me: promise that won't happen, dude I
seriously have a hat and sunglasses on so
no one will notice me
-Mark: okay just make aure you keep that in

Bam! I run right into a girl. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, it was my fault." she says. "Oh no, it was my fault, too busy on my phone, sorry" I say back to her apologetically. "Yeah, same, lol" she says. She was actually kind of cute, not just kinda, alot. "Uh, so, uh, I don't know if you're busy or anything, but would you like to hang with me for a bit? Like just walk around and stuff?" I say nervously. Of course she's gonna say no, omg why did I even ask... "Yea, sure. Wait- how old are you?" she asks me. "Just turned 14 not too long ago" I say quickly. "Okay, good, I'm 13." She turns around my way. "So, uh, what's your name?" I say super nervously. "Mariea Fowler, and you?" "Jacob" "Cool, I have one question, why are you wearing a hat and sunglasses like that?" she giggles. Her laugh is the cutest thing ever- omg. I think back to what she just says and I don't know if I should tell her... You know what yes I should.

"It's because I'm Jacob Sartorius." I say as I pull off my sunglasses and hat.