Dianne

Have you ever wondered what it would be like if you were to hook up with your idol?
  Well, my experience was the best.
Scorching sun. Melting ice creams. Colorful lights flashing everywhere. My heart pounded like a drum solo as I walked next to The modern Zeus, my biggest idol ever.  All I wanted to do was chat and maybe hold hands... but nooo, his phone was glued to his palm like it was the last slice of pizza on Earth.

"Ugh," I whined dramatically, "must your phone be on a date with us too?"

He finally tore his gaze away from the screen, a sheepish grin on his face.  Then, in that moment, with the music pumping and the crowd cheering, something incredible happened...

...a rogue soccer ball came flying out of nowhere and whacked me right in the face. I came to face his gaze with a crazed look, "everything is fine." I reassured him. Everything aside my nose which I think just got broken.
   
  I tried to laugh it off but it was late... Trying to regain composure after a hit to your face is the dumbest thing to do as I immediately realized. Not the pain from being hit, but the pain from falling to the hard marble unconscious.