Chapter 1: Dumplings

The Grey family sat in DinTaiFeng, a traditional Chinese dumpling restaurant with fake smiles plastered on their faces. #ShanghaiRestaurant

"Are you happy to be in #Shanghai helping your parents @worldexpo2010?" The @JapanesePavilion ambassador smiled at Bly wryly. @expochina

Spoiled little American he thought to himself. "And how old are you?" Bly shifted uncomfortably in her chair, trying to seem older, "22."

Bly thought about mentioning that she was in College, but figured this guy had already written her off as the annoying tag along.

"Fuwu!" One of the burly bodyguards called to a waitress.

A few seconds later a steaming basket of pork dumplings was placed on the table.

Shakily, Bly tried using her chopsticks, and hoped to hide her lack of skill. Then, out of the corner of her eye, she saw them.

Bly slunk down in her seat, attempting to go unnoticed by the laughing, attractive group of 20-somethings who walked into the restaurant.

She didn't know them, but every community had it's posse of cute, popular young people. And Bly was sure this was Shanghai's cool clique.

"Honey, sit up," Mia Grey chastised her daughter quietly under the din of the busy restaurant. Bly buried her nose in her wonton soup.

Bly sneaked a peek at the boisterous group. She spied a petite red head, a surfer dude with longer hair and a cute-really cute blonde guy.

Tay sensed eyes on him. He glanced up and gave Bly a small smile. Bly's stomach flipped. "Oh God!" she thought nervously.