I was arriving at the party a little later than everyone else, so I walked in on my own. I looked around and nodded politely to the people I recognized, on the way to find my parents. I wasn´t really much of a talker, I found it weird to small talk with all these people I barely knew. I stood in the corner of the room and had just finished talking with my parents when this pretty lady came over to me and offered me a drink. She was not pretty like all the other upper-class women here, she was her own kind of pretty. She had long dark brown hair, green eyes, and the prettiest smile I yet had seen. I forgot to answer her as I stood there and adored her while smiling like an idiot. She smiled at me and slowly walked away again. I had never seen that girl before, and that were weird by the fact that I knew everyone in Hollywood. I poked my father on the shoulder and asked him who that lady was, “Amanda Pierce my son, she works for the Jensen’s, why?” I looked out in the crowd without answering him hoping I would see her again. I knew that I shouldn’t, but I couldn´t stop thinking about her.
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