--- Harry's Part ---
Harry begins to leave the park. He looks at Jenna one more time before she disapears from sight. He walks down the streets and thinks about Jenna all the time. She likes me too, and I like her too, Harry thought. Harry loved this thought. He had loved Jenna ever since they met. I love her because she is beautiful, nice, sweet, and very kind, Harry thought. Harry ended up on Mousie Street and stopped. Harry sighed and stood there. He remembered how he and Jenna met. On this street. He will always love Mousie Street. Harry is now at the front of his house, and he doesn't feel like going inside. Harry dialls Louis's number. "Hello?" said the phone. "Hey Louis!" said Harry. "Oh hey Harry! Nice to see hear you again!" replied Louis. Harry laughed. Louis was a comedian himself, and Louis was Harrys' best friend. "Can you come to Mousie Street? And bring the others," said Harry. "Okay," Louis said and hanged up. Harry went back to Mousie Street and waited for a long time. He had been thinking about not only Jenna, but his date with her too. He is deciding where to go, what to where, and more. Harry does not want to mess this up. Not ever. He knows this might be the only chance of receiving his dream girl. "Jenna is a shooting star to me," Harry said and waited for his four other friends to come.