I stared down at the dirty tile floors of the mall. Dillon and Max walked beside me as Dylan skipped along in front of us. We turned a corner in to ValSurf. I quickly ran over to the shoe section to spot out the new slip-ons that came in.

"Hey Cole." said Randy, the manager.

"Hey man!" I greeted him with a highfive and a slap on the back.

"New slip-ons come in this week?"

"A couple pairs actually."

He pointed over to the left side of the shoe section. I walked over and reached up for the Vans when a notebook almost hit me in the face.


I eyed the crazy girl up and down. This was probably the 45th autograph I has signed for her, just this week.


I hated signing autographs when I was with my friends. I'm sure Dillon and Max didn't care that much, but it just bugged me that I couldn't go anywhere without at least one crazy fan coming after me. I took the pen and quickly signed my name, before flashing her a quick, artificial, smile and handing her back the notebook. Her squeal made me shiver. I looked up at the shoes and noticed a man standing near by. He leaned casually against the wall, trying to act subtle, and not succeeding. I reached for the shoe and sat down, slipping it on my small foot. I glanced over at the man, watching me. I was a little freaked out, so I just left the shoes their and walked over to Max.

"Hey, see that guy over their?"


"Do you know who he is?"

"No idea."