I knew ever since I was in middle school, I can expect nothing good in my life. Even the teachers told me that I wasn't destined to witness great things in my life, which was true, sort of. As I moved to high school, I was convinced that I was totally doomed. So, I dropped out as soon as my 10th grade started. I was only 15.

I was forced to drop out, because my head was always in the clouds in the classes. I couldn't answer a simple question, neither could I remember half of the things we were taught in school. Not everyone can expect good things of their life, isn't it? My parents didn't oppose me, they knew I was a nuisance. They simply told me, "Get a job, Drew."

So, I decided to get a job. Back in school, I used to have a summer job, being a nurse. I made that my permanent job. I had trained in a famous nursing school before. So, no school, just a plain, good for nothing girl, with a job which no one cares about. My job was plain and simple, and is continuing as so for the past six years. I am 21 now. Six years have passed, even though nothing has changed. I might have gotten a desire to study, and increase my knowledge, but nothing happened. I was still a plain nurse. But, something else happened, which I had not anticipated in the past years. Yes, it was there, I saw her for the first time, the woman who made me realize who I am, that my life is not worthless after all, maybe I am living for something good. Yes, that's where I saw Gina Crowe for the first time, a plainly dressed lady with pale skin, blond hair equally pale, and warm, brown eyes contradicting her plain looks. She was extremely pretty, but dark circles under her eyes made it evident that she had been going sleepless for the past few days. She looked about my age, but wrinkles and fine lines made her look way older. I was carrying a tray of medicines, when I first saw her, and got hooked to her unique beauty. I wanted to go and talk to her, but I hesitated. I knew she was an actress, and made loads of money. I took a deep breath, and walked up to her, hoping for the best.

"Uh, hello ma'am, are you waiting for someone?" I heard my trembling voice, speaking to the pale woman.

As if someone woke her up from her very good sleep, she jumped up, and passed a forced smile. "No. My mom's going through a surgery, appendicitis."

"Oh, that must be painful. Give me a call if you need any help."

"Help?" she scoffed, "No one helps me around, anymore."

I was puzzled. She was an actress, but why was she acting like that? Panicking, I smiled awkwardly, wishing I hadn't started the conversation. I wanted to hide my surprise on seeing an actress in person for the first time, but it somehow found it's way through my mouth.

"You're Gina Crowe, isn't it?"

"Yes, just an ordinary person. If you are talking about 'THE' Gina Crowe, then I'm sorry, that's not me."

Gina passed a strained smile. I had no idea what she was talking about. I nodded softly. After five minutes, she said, "I must get going now, got some registrations to do. Goodbye."

Grabbing her expensive handbag, Gina walked away. I stood there, the tray of medicines still in my hand. She spoke plainly, and yet something was extremely elegant about her. Well, she's an actress after all. I became more and more determined to speak to her, and know more about her. I was sure, at some point deep inside, we are really, really similar.