STARDUST

My Boy • XX

I yawned, leaning back in my chair. Just two more hours until I could leave and go pick up Lianna. This whole week she never let me forget that today I was suppose to take her to the bookstore. I didn't have a chance against her puppy face, though. The devil himself would have caved.

Jeremy poked his head out of his office, "Raya, would you mind getting me the number of George Howard?"

I nodded, "Yeah, give me a second."

As I searched for the number mindlessly, my thoughts traveled to Kento once again. Ever since the talk show, I just couldn't seem to stop thinking about him. Just thinking about him made my knees go weak. Just like all the other girls there.

But for some reason, seeing all of them obsessing over Kento didn't make me feel jealous, just proud of him that he finally made himself known.

Okay.

Maybe I was a tiny bit jealous. But it wasn't to the point where I felt threatened. Kento could do whatever the hell he pleases, but he just wasn't the type to go for random flings even if we kind of had a random - very random - fling together.

But no one knows about that except for my mom, Mel, and Kento of course.

Yet, after reading an article about Kento that appeared in a magazine, it seems like everyone is trying to pry into his love life to try and find out who the 'mystery girl' is. But you have to admit, he did set himself up for that one. Announcing that type of thing on TV probably isn't the best way to go.

I walked into Jeremy's office, giving him the phone number. "Thanks." I nodded to him and I heard him start to dial. I turned to walk away but he stopped me, "Oh, Raya. You remember that author we were talking about earlier this week?"

My heart seemed to stop for a few moments before I swallowed hard. "Yes," I said, somewhat shakily.

"Well, I heard that he's going to be down at the local bookstore doing a book signing today. It was somewhere in the newspaper this morning." I gasped softly, my heart stopping completely. Oh my God, Kento is going to be here?

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

"Raya? Are you all right?" Jeremy asked, concerned.

I waved him off, still not believing what he said, "I'm fine, I'm just not f-feeling well today," I felt terrible for lying. But I seem to do that a lot in my life anyways, I thought bitterly. "Pardon, you said today?"

He nodded, studying my features like a hawk, "Yeah. I figured since you're such a fan of his work, you might want to go down there and meet him."

"Oh, well, thank you for telling me. I'll think about it."

I scurried out of his office faster than he could say anything more and leaned heavily on my desk. I couldn't go with Lianna to the bookstore today. I could just go to another bookstore, but that was pointless since we could practically just walk down the street to get to the one we usually go to. And I really didn't want to waste gas since the only other bookstore was at the mall, which was at least twenty-five minutes away.

I sighed. We'd just have to go tomorrow.