Chapter 1: Actress, Model...

Dirty black chucks scraped the ground lightly as the boy walked swiftly down the side alleyway of a bar. Opening the emergency exit door, he slipped in and took a deep breath. Exhaling, he felt all his muscles relax and his nervousness slowly slipping away. Now that he had found his confidence he set sail on his next mission. Squinting and straining he scanned the club carefully with pretty grey eyes until he spotted it. Around six foot tall wearing a red jacket and black pants. He slowly made his way over to him and leaned onto a wall nodding over at him.

"River right? Hmm…I expected a pimple faced twelve year old…" He scoffed and shook his head, "How old are you anyway?"

River rolled his eyes and shook it off, "Look, why does that even matter? You would still sell to me wouldn't you? I got the money, now what do you got for me?" The man pulled out a bag threw it up in the air and caught it.

"No sweat, man! I got you covered. Chill out…no big deal. The cops don't ever stroll down this way." Growling slightly, he grabbed the contents out of his hands and stuffed fifty bucks in their place." Wow, this must be your first time, eh?" What the hell? Was he Canadian or something?

"Bye." He turned around quickly and stalked off towards the exit. Continuing down the alley, looking straight ahead he barely noticed the footsteps behind him. Until a little body wrapped in a big, expensive jacket ran past him faster than the speed of light. "What the..?" There was a part of him that just wanted to not care but as he stared forward at her. He saw pearl earrings hanging off her and knew immediately she was in the wrong side of town. He picked up his speed and began following her. Slowly, but surely gaining on the girl. He could tell she knew that someone was following her by the way she kept turning around and looking back. After they turned the third corner, she stopped, and turned around.

"Stop following me!" He did nothing, but stared. "I'm not retarded, I know when I'm being followed." He started to advance upon her. "Back off! Who are you anyway?"

Sticking his hands in his pockets he swayed forward a bit. "River…And I'm not stalking you. I'm just a little nosy that's all…"He looked her up and down. All of a sudden her demeanor changed and a smile was now gracing her features. Grabbing onto a stray black, curly strand she laughed. "Oh, Good! I thought you were some serial killer or whatever…" He had to smirk at that. She was pretty good looking. With a huge smile that stretched for miles, pretty hazel eyes, and light brown skin she could pass as gorgeous. But her little rich girl attire was telling him one thing and one thing only. She's lost.

"You lost?"

She sucked in her teeth and put her hand on a skinny hip, "Why? Do I look like I don't belong here? I couldn't pass as someone who would hang around here?" He shook his head, "Well, who asked you?!"

"Wow, you mood swing very well…I'm just trying to be nice. You look way to classy to be around this neighborhood and IF you were lost I was going to offer to help you. But now since you were so rude I don't think I want to…What's your name?"


"Well, yeah I don't think I want to now, Madison." She stomped her foot.

"Well, good!" He rolled his eyes and stared straight into hers. She without hesitation glared right back. No one is quite sure how long they stood there, staring angrily into each others eyes. But one thing that is for sure is that Madison won. And when she did she deviously laughed and flicked him off.

"You are so juvenile." He scoffed.

"Whatever, loser!" She looked down at her watch and winced, "Crap! I have five minutes until curfew!" She ran. He followed. She Ran. He followed. She Ran. He followed. "What?! Do you not understand my butt will be toast if I'm late again!?"

"I'm being a gentleman and walking you home."

She tilted her head to the side and thought for a second, "I don't even like you! We didn't go on a date; we just had a staring contest in an alley…and to top that off you didn't even win! You don't have to walk me anywhere."

"To tell you the truth, I can't stand you either." He said truthfully. "But I'm not that big of a jerk to let you walk home in the dark, in this neighborhood." She rolled her eyes, and then motioned for him to follow.

"C'mon then! Hurry up! You better be a fast runner!"

Slamming her key into the lock and twisting it hard she stumbled into her house. As soon as she opened the door the phone rang and she hurried to it. "Hello? Hi daddy!" River listened carefully while leaning against the door. "No, I didn't just get in. I've been home for about forty-five minutes." A pause. "Y-You called already? I must have been in the shower." Another pause. "Okay, I love you too. Tell mom the same. Bye, dad." She turned to River and said "So yeah, thanks."

"Why did we rush over here when your parents aren't even home?"

"They're out of town. But they always call at twelve to see if I'm home or out breaking curfew." He shrugged and then nodded "Hey, don't you have to get home or something? I'm sure you're parents are worried."

"Pssh, yeah right! I don't have a curfew. I could come back next week and no one would care." She bit her lip and tucked her hair behind her ear, nodding.

"I'm sorry."

"I'm not." He could see she found this completely awkward so he decided this would be a great time to make his leave. "I'll see you around, Madison." He turned around and headed towards the door.

"Wait!" He stopped and looked at her.


"This may sound a little forward but would you like to spend the night?" His eyes shot open. "No, no, no! Not like that! I mean it's the least I can do after you walked me home and all…."

"I don't do couches, but thanks." He winked at her.

"I have a guest room." He sighed outwardly and ran a hand over his head and then down his face "Look, you don't have to-…"

"Can I shower or something?"

"Yeah, you can take the second floor and I'll take the third. Deal?"

"Mmmkay, cool."

They went their separate ways and she headed for her bathroom and grabbed her shampoo. Thoughts were running crazy through her head and she had no clue what to do. The first guy she has over and she can hardly stand him. He thinks he's so dang cool. She finished shampooing her hair and climbed out of the shower and toweled off, throwing her curly hair into a bun and changed into pajama bottoms and a tank top. He was kind of cute though-

"OH MY GOD! Mads! Madison! EWWW!" Oh no, Jesse! Dang it, she totally forgot she was coming over tonight. Crap, crap, crap! She ran down the stairs and as she was jumping down the last flight of stairs she saw River coming out of the bathroom.

"What did you do?!" He shrugged and smirked.

A/N: Sup lovely readers?! This is MarkedBYMelinda on her other account. I had some bad dialogues and some messy spelling mistakes and ya know what? I might still have some now but, I tell you its better, babes!

I pray to God this is a little more dialogue healthy? If it's not, please let me know! And I really could use like a writer counselor. Ya know someone who can help me out with that crap. The title of this chapter is an awesome song by Unwritten Law. Read the lyrics when you get the chance.

Anyways, Roses are red and violets are blue I will cry if you don't review! (Did that rhyme?!) Thanks, everyone!