Jonne'a: You don't get what you want so you throw a big old tantrum and walk away you know I'll bet your friends chase after you when you do that oh Ross I'm so sorry I hurt your delicate little feelings Ross forgive me for not treating you like the big enormous star you think you are what a brat
Ross: I'm a brat I'm brat what about you huh
Jonne'a: Me?
Ross: Over the last two days I've done nothing but think about you
Jonne'a: Really so when you hit me with the door twice hid me in your house wrecked my grandma's car and dropped me in mud you were just being thoughtful oh I pity your friends
Ross: You wish you were one
Jonne'a: I'd rather go down with Petunia
Ross: You know I'm confused about something
Jonne'a: What?
Ross: Okay when we were on our little photography tour I thought you liked me
Jonne'a: You thought wrong
Ross: But everyone likes me why is it that you don't like me
Jonne'a: Maybe because you think everybody likes you
Ross: Because I'm likeable
Jonne'a: No because you're a star
Ross: What does that mean
Jonne'a: You don't even see it do you your life isn't real you park in no parking zones you never have to wait in line you buy anything you want anytime your house is like a hotel you have so many people working for you and I'll bet you don't even know their names
Ross: I do too
Jonne'a: Name one
Ross: Bob
Jonne'a: You just made that up
Ross: Well okay well Josh knows everybody that's his job
Jonne'a: See that's not normal okay your best friend is your driver your parents are on your payroll and your girlfriend I mean real people date someone because they want to be with them why are you with Kristina
Ross: Cause
Jonne'a: That's all I'm saying
Ross: Wait wait wait hold on wait hold on wait stop what you saying I'm not a real person because I am
Jonne'a: Oh I stand corrected
Ross: What if I told you something about me that no one else knew
Jonne'a: You collect your toenails in a peanut butter jar
Ross: No no
Jonne'a: Then what?
Ross: From the first day I met you I just woah
Jonne'a: No Ross ah I can't swim
Ross: No woah
Jonne'a: Gotcha
Ross: What oh you're so evil you're so evil we can get it
Jonne'a: Oh you can try
Ross: Screw you over here no ah come on
Jonne'a: Got you
Ross: I'm gonna get you
Jonne'a: Ah
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Starstruck My version
FanfictionA Midwestern girl goes to Los Angeles with nothing more in mind that visiting her grandparents while her sister tries to meet her idol. One night she meets the rising Hollywood pop star they go on an adventures around Los Angeles and start to like e...
