It was one of those days, you know the type where everything just goes wrong within the first 2 hours you have been awake. I should have took the hint when I stubbed my toe getting out of bed, just to get back in bed and wait for the next day...but then again I would have never met the love of my life.

I left my house just shortly after 8 am and made my way to work. It wasnt too far, just a few blocks from home. The joys of working in the city, every place I needed to go was just a quick walk away.

I glanced down at my watch, even though I had a quick walk I knew I was late and I couldn't afford to be late again. I picked up the pace hoping to shave a few minutes off my time. Soon I was rushing so fast and not paying much attention that I knocked some poor guy over.

"Oh my god I am so sorry," I said trying to locate all my things, which went flying everywhere. "Oh no," I pouted.

"Here let me help you," he kindly offered, reaching across my lap trying to help gather my things. The sun was glaring me in the eyes, obsuring my view of his face.

"I'm sorry, I am such a clutz and I was rushing and not watching where I was going," I rambled on sticking things into my bags as he handed them to me.

"It's ok," He said as he stood up from the ground, "Are you ok?"

"Yes I am fine," I grumbled throwing the last of my belonging into my bag. " just very late."

I started to pick myself up when he offered his hand. I smiled gratefully taking his hand. I felt a little bit of a tingle, kinda like butterflies in the stomach so to speak as our hands touch. I quickly dimissed the feeling as I stood all the way up.

"Oh looks like you forgot something," He said bending down just before I could get a good look at him to thank him properly.

"Oh thank you, I am so..." I was just getting ready to apologize to him again when I finally got a good look at his face, then everything around me when black.

"Hello... hello..." a voice called out to me.

I blinked my eyes.

"are you ok? You just fainted."

I blinked my eyes a few more time. Surely I must be dreaming, Because there is no way in hell that John Mayer would be in my waking dream.

"Hey," he smiled down at me, "You scared me there for a minute."

Oh my god, it's John Mayer I thought to myself.

"Are you ok?"

No I thought, "yes," I said to him as his hand touched my cheek.

Oh my it's John Mayer and he is touching my cheek

"Is she ok?" Someone asked walking by.

"I think she is," John replied when i finally realize that I was laying with my head in his lap.

"Oh my god," I muttered sitting up quickly causing my head to throb. "Ouch."

"Slowly there, you have a nasty bump," he cautioned, helping me up. "We should proabbly get you some place to have you looked at."

"Ok," I agreed still not believing my eyes.

"I'm John by the way," He smiled.

"I'm Kitty."