One day, you're just relaxing in your room when your mom walks in without knocking. Before you can even ask what's going on, she speaks.

Guest's Mom: "Come on, get up. You need to start packing. We're going to Arizona."

You sit up, completely confused. You do have family there, so the trip itself isn't that strange... but why are you only hearing about it now?

Guest: "Okay... but why didn't you tell me sooner? When are we leaving?"

Guest's Mom: "Tomorrow morning. We'll be staying with an old friend of mine and her family. You probably don't remember them. The last time we saw each other, you and her son were just little kids. You two used to run around together all day."

Your eyes widen.

Tomorrow?! And you're supposed to stay with people you don't even remember?

Guest: "Mom! No! That's going to be so awkward! Can't I just stay home? Pleeease? You know I'm terrible with meeting new people... or people in general."

Guest's Mom: "Honey, they aren't 'new' people. They're old friends. Besides, I send them your school pictures every year."

Guest: "Mom! WHY?!"

Guest's Mom: "Because I can. Now go pack enough clothes for a few weeks... and don't forget your swimsuits."

With that, she turns around and walks out, leaving you standing there in complete disbelief.

You let out a long groan before dragging your suitcase out of the closet and reluctantly tossing clothes inside. The rest of the evening flies by far too quickly.

The next thing you know, it's 3:00 a.m.

Your parents wake you up while it's still pitch black outside, and before your brain can even process what's happening, you're already in the car on the way to the airport. You spend most of the drive half-asleep against the window.

After boarding your flight, you spend the entire trip imagining every painfully awkward conversation you're about to have with complete strangers.

What you don't know, is that those "old family friends" are actually the Mora family.

And their son?

Your favorite actor and celebrity, Miguel Mora.

The plane lands in Arizona a few hours later. After grabbing your luggage, your parents rent a car and drive through a quiet neighborhood until they finally pull into the driveway of a cozy house.

Your stomach twists into knots.

"Just be polite," Your mom says with a smile as she steps out of the car.

You unbuckle your seatbelt, still exhausted, and glance out the window.

Standing on the front porch are a smiling woman and a young man around your age. The woman waves enthusiastically while the guy stands beside her with his hands shoved into the pockets of his hoodie, offering a friendly smile.

You freeze.

No...There's absolutely no way. That isn't just any family. It's Miguel Mora's family.

Your favorite actor. The celebrity you've watched for years. The same person whose interviews you've memorized... Whose movies and projects you've seen countless times.

Before you can process another thought, your mom is already out of the car, cheerfully greeting Wendy. Miguel looks over, noticing you still sitting frozen in the passenger seat.

He chuckles softly before walking toward the car, stopping beside your door.

Miguel: "You planning on living in there, or are you gonna come say hi?"