Track 6: Gravity

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Disclaimer: The title of the fic and each chapter's title are all credited to the Jerry For You producers and of course to Jerry himself.

For you, who believe that have found your soulmate, this chapter is dedicated to you.

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Chinese horoscope. Western astronomy. Numerology. Tarot Reading. It seemed like I tried everything and all gave me the same result.

I am destined to be with Jerry Yan.

Ludicrous. Here I am, barely noticeable in the crowd of thousands, an ordinary spectator that would most definitely be overlooked by everyone else, soulmates with the beauty performing up onstage? To F4's very own Jerry Yan? It was so absurd it wasn't even funny.

Jerry Yan. Even his English name seemed to say something that we really are soulmates.

Jerry Yan. Justine Yu. I find it so sweet that our given English initials were the same.

Sighing, I knew I was giving too much meaning to everything.

And yet, if I'm not meant for him, why am I here in Taiwan when I'm supposed to be in Hong Kong?

Reason? Because coincidently, after so many years my mother just had to visit her sister. I asked to tag along with her, thinking that I might be able to see the soulmate I like to believe.

I had been prepared to search high and low for Jerry but I found out I didn't have to. The second we landed in Taiwan, I heard about a F4 music party. I had panicked. I had to be there. . . perfect opportunity to see Jerry and introduce myself as his soulmate.

Unsurprisingly though, the tickets were sold out. . . I was really dismayed. So much for having Jerry Yan as my soulmate. . .

And yet, as it turned out my cousin had an extra ticket. Her friend, who was supposed to go with her, couldn't make it. I had been so ecstatic I practically kissed my cousin's feet. . .

So maybe I really am Jerry's soulmate. . .

The loud shrieking from the audience brought me back to reality. Louder than ever, chants of Bao Long, Ah Xu and Jerry came to my ears. Each cheer was like slap pulling me back to reality.

Once more, I had to doubt my sanity. After all what person in her rightful self would have the mind to think that she was soulmates with Asia's heartthrob?

Once more, I had to remind myself that among thousands of other girls for him to pick, Jerry couldn't possibly notice me. . .

Suddenly, a thought came to my mind, making me blush.
Well, maybe among thousands of other girls, Jerry wouldn't notice me. . . but among a group of a little bit over thirty girls, I think he did.

About five hours ago, as we wait in line for the concert, my cousin's phone started ringing nonstop. It was her friend who couldn't make it, for a second I was scared that she was taking back my ticket. The next second, I stood taller, determined and ready to battle anyone who would stand on my way from fulfilling my fate.

But it wasn't anything like that. Suddenly, my cousin was shrieking her heart out. Hanging up on the call, she explained to me very excitedly her friend had made some connections, allowing her to be able to see F4 backstage!!!

All around me, girls had snapped their heads at us. See F4 backstage? Absolutely, no way!

But I was deaf to their silent protests. Even as my cousin dragged me out of our position in the line and around the area to enter to secret entrance, I was in a trance.

Was it really true would I really be seeing Jerry himself?

Only when my cousin and I arrived at that special place where some lucky fans could get a glimpse on F4 after they finished with their rehearsals did I come out of my dreamlike state.

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