Rock Star Cinderella
By Katie R., Fort Plain, NY
You're not who I Think You are"I'm right here," I said to the computer. I logged off of Ryan's website and got on my e-mails to see if I had gotten anything from Heartthrob. You see, I met this guy through the Music Rocks chat room. Music Rocks is a website where teens can talk about and listen to music. Heartthrob and I have been talking since last year. We've been trying to figure out when and where to meet each other, so we can match the faces with the names, but when we try to make plans, he always says that one
[Heartthrob: So what's up?]
[Rock Queen: Not much. You?]
[Heartthrob: Just the same old busy schedule.]
[Rock Queen: School, homework, and activities, right?]
[Heartthrob: Exactly. So, did you watch Ryan Prest on T.V. the other day?]
[Rock Queen: Well, of course! You know how much I love him.]
[Heartthrob: When I first started e-mailing you, that was all that you could talk about. Ryan this and Ryan that.]
[Rock Queen: Zip it! OK...maybe you're right.]
[Heartthrob: I'm always right.]
[Rock Queen: Sure.]
[Heartthrob: Hey, look, I'm free this weekend, and I was wondering if you would like to meet me on Saturday at the St. Rose Mall?]
[Rock Queen: Heartthrob, I thought that we were done with that. We keep making plans, but they always get broken.]
[Heartthrob: I know this is like the twelfth time that we've tried this, but maybe it will work out this time. If you want to come you know where to find me. I'll be holding a red rose.]
[Rock Queen: Fine. How about three o'clock in front of the penny fountain in the center of the mall. I'll be standing in front of the fountain waiting for you.]
[Heartthrob: Great. See you then.]
That Saturday, my mom dropped me and Trish off at the mall. "OK, I'm gonna go shop around a little bit while you go meet your mystery guy. I'll meet you back at the fountain when you're done," Trish said.
"Great. I'll give you a call when I'm done," I said with a big smile on my face.
"Cool. Well, I'll see you in a bit. Good luck!" Trish said as she walked off. I was on my way to the center of the mall to meet Heartthrob. I was wearing a big grin on my face as I got closer and closer to the fountain. I decided not to wear my glove that day because I didn't want to freak him out too much. I had already felt like I met him before. I don't know what it was; it was just something about the way we talked. I always feel so open and comfortable whe I e-mail him.
A few minutes later at the mall entrance...
"OK. How do I look?" Ryan asked Rob as they entered the mall.
"For the fiftieth time, Ryan, you look fine!" Rob replied in distress.
"Well, I think I'm ready. I'll give you a call when I'm done."
"Alright. I'll meet you at the entrance. Good luck," Rob said as he walked away. Ryan headed toward the fountain with a red rose in his hand.
I waited patiently for Heartthrob. At least...I tried to be patient. As I looked around, I noticed Ryan Prest standing in front of the fountain with a red rose in his hands. I couldn't believe it. All this time, I had been talking to Ryan Prest! No wonder I felt so comfortable when I talked to him. What do I do? Do I come up to him and say that I'm Rock Queen, and that we've been trying to meet eacher, who knows how many times, when it turns out that we've mett twice before? As Ryan looked around he noticed me. We just stared at each other for a while, until a swarm of running girls charging towards Ryan broke our concentration. The girls were only a few yards from Ryan as I ran up to him. "Do you want some help?" I asked as Ryan looked back at the mob that was coming towards him.
"That would be nice," he said with a nervous tone in his voice. As I looked at the screaming girls charging toward us, a look of horror came over my face.
"From now on, I feel sorry for you famous people. Come on!" I said, grabbing his hand as we raced through the mall.
"Where are we going?" Ryan asked.
"Where no girl would ever go." We almost reached the music store when Trish came out with a bag in her hand.
"Hey, I found this great C.D.," she said as we got closer to the store.
"Great, but I'm kinda busy right now," I said as we ran past her. Ryan waved at a surprised trish as we passed. Finally, we swerved into Sports Center and hid behind the window display of sports cutouts. The swarm of girls stopped at the entrance looking around the mall in a daze.
"What do we do?" Ryan whispered to me.
"Relax. I've got this," I said as I appeared from behind the cutouts.
"Where did he go?" one of the girls asked as she looked around.
"Who are you talking about?" I asked the girls.
"Ryan Prest," said one of the girls.
"Oh, Ryan. Yeah. He's right in here." I pointed to the gym behind me.
"I can't believe he's in there," said a girl in a blue-striped shirt. The girls looked into the gym with disgust.
"I know it's tempting, bu tI just think about all of the sweat, smelly armpits, and-"
"You're lying," said the leader of the pack as she interrupted the girl who was wearing a pink Ryan Prest t-shirt. "He really isn't in there. She's just saying that so we won't keep running after him. Ryan would never step into a place like this. I know exactly where he is. Forward to Music Nation. Charge!" she said as she lead the racing group of girls to the music store.
"Okay. The coast is clear," I said to Ryna s he got up from behind the cardboard cutouts.
"Thanks. You reall saved me."
"I can't believe I missed her!" Ryan said as he looked down at this watch. It was a quarter past four. "She's probably left by now," he said as he looked at the rose still in his hand.
"Were you waiting for someone?" I asked with concern.
"Yeah. I was waiting this girl that I met online through this chat room. But, I guess she never showed," he said as we wlaked through the mall.
"Have you met her before?"
"No. We've tried to meet a few times before, but it nover works out with our schedules."
"I know how you feel," I sympathized as we both laughed a little.
"Some how, I feel like I've already met her before."
"I feel so comfortable when I talk to her. I just feel this connection. I guess she was right. Maybe we should just stick to the internet," he said sadly.
"Just because it didn't work out the first time doesn't mean that you have to give up," I said with a hopeful look.
"Maybe you're right. Here." He handed me the rose.
"What about that girl?" I said with questionable look on my face.
"Keep it as a thank you for not being like the other girls who go carzy over me. Thanks, for listening. And for just being you," he said with a grin on his face as he walked away.
I sniffed the rose sweetly. "Nice to meet you, Heartthrob," I said to myself as I walked away in the opposite direction. A few minutes later, I called Trish and met her by the fountain.