D.J & J.J(a jack Johnson fanfic)

Chapter 1

(Started December 12, 2014)
Pov D.J
Typical Monday's. Everyone ignoring me because my family hates me, I don't have friends and I work at a 'Hot Topic'. I have black hair and a tan completion so everyone thinks I'm goth when in reality I just like dark clothes. The correct term would be grunge.

"Only a month until 18." I recite this 'mantra' three or four times as I scurry out of work.

"D.J.!!!" I look behind me to see who called my name.

When I turn back around I stumble into someone. He grabs me with strong hands.

My eyes follow up his arms and reach his face, he looks... Stunned.

"Um...do I know you?" I sound rude because he is still holding onto me. It seemed like everyone in the mall gasped with disbelief. Even the guy looked astonished.

"I'm Jack Johnson. You can call me J.J though." He reached out his hand and I took it.

"Nice to meet you, JJ. My name is DJ."he laughed and I smiled.

"We are a perfect match." He fluffed up his hair "Friends?" All of the girls whispered to each other jealously. I looked into his big blue eyes.

"Friends."

"Can I walk home with you?" All of the girls voices overlapped saying... 'What her, gothic queen, dark princess.' JJ turned and glared at all of the girls and they instantly shut up.

"Sure."
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"This is a cozy lookin house." JJ looks over at me and I gaze back looking into his eyes. The look in his eyes is soft but slightly amused. He is standing so inhumanly still that it makes me hold my breath just to match his stillness. It also seems like he is only tuning into me and what I am saying.

"Not really. Everyone I know doesn't like me, even my family." The concern on his face was so obvious. I look down at my feet to keep myself from crying.

He holds out his arms "Everyone needs a shoulder to cry on." I run to him and lay my head on his shoulder. I cry away 17 years of rejection and regrets. He doesn't say a word. Every couple minutes he would murmur in my ear that everything would be okay.

He lays his head on my shoulder, allowing me to smell his cologne. He smelled like a fresh but spicy ocean breeze.

About 10 minutes later I pulled away and wiped my eyes. "Thank you." He wasn't making fun of me or anything, all he did was nod his head and watch me retreat into my house.
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I am sitting on my bed doing homework when my landline rings. No one.. I mean no one EVER calls me. I pick up.

"Hello?" I say in a sheepish voice.
"Hey." It is JJ "you doin okay?"
"Um.. Ya fine, why? How did you get my number, anyway?"
"I have my ways." You could hear the smirk on his face.

We talk for three hours. At 8 we say our goodbyes. He told me he had a gift for me and that he would give it to me tomorrow.

Before I go to sleep, I lay down looking up at my ceiling thinking about who JJ is, why he likes me and I am also wondering what the gift is. Eventually, I end up going to sleep and having a weird dream that I was popular.