Rock Star Cinderella
By Katie R., Fort Plain, NY
Hearts Broken Too Many Times"So how did it go? Nice rose, by the way," Trish said as she came up to me with bags in each hand.
"Thanks. It went great," I said as we both walked to the mall entrance.
"is he cute?" Trish asked with a smile.
"Trish! Well, maybe. I'll give you the details when we get home," I said as Mom pulled up to the curb to pick us up. A few minutes later, Trish and I were up stairs in my room blasting some music.
"OK. So, who is he?"
"He's somebody," I said mysteriously.
"Somebody you know."
"Please, don't tell me that he's that kid who sits at lunch dissecting his chicken to examine the tendons."
"No. He's not Rodney Holder," I said with a big laugh.
"Then who is he!?" Trish said impatiently.
"You wanna know?"
"Please, please, please, tell me!"
"Ryan Prest," I smiled.
Trtish's jaw dropped. "Get out!"
"This would've been the perfect day to wear that glove. I can't believe you didn't wear it! Did you tell him who you were? I mean, of course you told him that you were Rock Queen," Trish rambled.
"I didn't tell him that I was Rock Queen, and I don't think he remmbered me without my glove," I said sadly.
"Why?" Trish asked with a questionable look on her face.
"Everything just happened so fast that I didn't get a chance to tell him, but I had this really great connection with him. He's something special," I said thoughtfully.
Later, at a hotel in Syracuse...
"OK, Ryan, we're here! You haven't said anything since we got in the car at the mall. Now tell me, how did it go?" Rob said as he shut the door behind him.
"She wasn't there," Ryan said saidly.
"What!? How come?" Rob said shocked.
"I don't know. She just wasn't there. Once I got to the fountain, this mob of screaming girls started to run towards me. This girl came by and grabbed my hand. She started dragging me to some sports gym, and we hid behind a window display until all of the girls left. I had such a connection with her. We talked for a little while. She made me realize what I have to do," Ryan said thoughtfully.
"I'm gonna find Glovegirl." Ryan walked over to the computer.
"It's been three months since you've seen her. She's probably moved on."
"But I've got to try. If I dont' try, I fail anyway." He logged onto his e-mails.
"Are you sure she's the one?"
"So, how are you going to find her?"
"The next interview I do, I'm gonna mention her name, and hopefully, the next time a mob of screaming girls chases me, she just might be one of them," Ryan said hopefully.
"Well, that sounds logical," Rob said sarcastically.
[Hearttrhob: Hey, Rock Queen.]
[Rock Queen: Hey, Heartthrob.]
[Heartthrob: Where were you on Saturday?]
[Rock Queen: I know it looks like I stood you up, but I didn't meanto. I got there, then I ltierally had to run because something came up. I'm so sorry I did that to you.]
[Heartthrob: It's aright. I got caught up in something too. Can I ask you a personal question?]
[Rock Queen: Sure. What's up?]
[Heartthrob: Have you ever felt a certain way about a person that you'll probably never see again?]
[Rock Queen: So, who's the girl?]
[Heatthrob: How did you know it was about a girl?]
[Rock Queen: One thing that girls know all about is relationships. When someone says something about feelings and a significant other, you know it's about a girl.]
[Heartthrob: Wow! You're smart.]
[Rock Queen: Thank you. Anyway, tell me what's going on. The love doctor is in!]
[Heartthrob: Okay, "love doctor". I met this girl a few months ago, and I don't think I'll ever see her again . What should I do? Should I move on?]
[Rock Queen: Well, here is the love doctor's analysis: if you feel that strong abot her, then your definitely crushing. Don't move on yet. Who knows, maybe you'll bump into her at the most unlikely moment.]
[Heartthrob: So, you're saying that if I reallly like this girl, I should try to find her?]
[Rock Queen: If that's what your heart is telling you, then, yes.]
[Heartthrob: Thanks for letting me talk to you about that. I really like that I can talk to you about anything.]
[Rock Queen: No big. I feel the same way. Speaking about moving on, I need to talk to you about something.]
[Heartthrob: Sure. What's up?]
[Rock Queen: I think it's time that we move on. You've been a great friend, and I've really enjoyed chatting with you. But, I think it's time that we say our last goodbyes.]
[Heartthrob: Why? Did I do something?]
[Rock Queen: No! You did nothing. I wasn't there on Sturday, and I feel really bad about it.]
[ehartthrob: Don't be. We both got swept into something else. We can always try again.]
[Rock Queen: That's what I'm trying to say. If we keep talking, we'll try to meet again, and I already hurt you once. I don't want to see you or anyone else get hurt again. I'm soooo sorry, Heartthrob, but all the sign are right in front of us. This is one of the hardest thing that I've ever done. Everything is changing, and I think it's time that we move on.]
[Heartthrob: Since we're spilling our guts to each other, and we'll probably never meet, I need to tell you who I really am.]
[Rock Queen: Are you some type of secret agent? If so, I can definitely say that I have a clean record.]
[Heartthrob: Lol. No, I'm not a scret agent. My name is Ryan Prest. I have so much fun talking to you. You make me feel like a regular person, and that's a great feeling when you're always being chased by crazed fans. Thanks for being a great friend. I've been through some long distance relationships, and I totally understand where you're coming from, and, honestly, I've been thinking the same things too. Hey, If you ever happen to run into me, let me know.]
[Rock Queen: Lol. No problem.]
[heartthrob: So, I guess this is goodbye.]
[Rock Queen: Guess so.]
[Heartthrob: Goodbye, Rock Queen.]
[Rock Queen: Goodbye, Ryan.]