Chapter 3 "Oww," Emma mutters as she rubs her head. She was knocked over by a man who was running away after stealing a woman's purse. "Here let me help you up," Justin offers. But before he can even put his arms out to for her to grab, another guy is already helping her up. "That looked like it hurt," he says as he pulls her up. "Oh, it did," Emma says while brushing off the back of her pants. "So is it your first time in New Jersey?" "Yeah." "Oh, I guess it's going pretty bad." She laughs quietly. "What happened to your head?" "What do you mean- oh this?" She asks as she points to the bandage around her head. "Yeah what happened?" "When the plane jut forward I flew up and hit my head." "Oh well that sucks." "Yeah." "So who are you staying here with?" "My dad." "Ah." Justin taps on Emma's shoulder and when she turns around he points to our taxi. Emma grabs her luggage and half smiles. "Well my rides here. I better get going." "Alrighty. Nice talking with you," he says as he smiles showing his white teeth,"Oh right, what's your name?" "I'm Emma. What's yours?" "Josh." "Oh, okay. Well hopefully I'll see you around. Bye." Justin and Emma walk over to the door then leave. They put there stuff in the back of the taxi and get in. "Where would you like to go?" the taxi driver asks. Justin reads an address of a slip of paper while the taxi driver puts it in to his GPS. When he starts to drive, Emma looks back and tries to find Josh, but he seems to have left. He's never going to get out of her head.