3. Chapter 2
I was at Magcon waiting in the parking lot. Everyone was here except Tiffany. After a couple of minutes, she finally showed up.
Me- Where were you? We've been waiting here for what seems like forever!
Melissa- What the hell were you doing?
Tiffany- I was getting ready. Duh. It takes forever to look like this.
Bethany- Watch your language guys. I don't like cursing.
Emily- I can't wait to see Shawn. I bet he's going to sing!
Brittany- He always sing at Magcon. I think. I've actually never been to Magcon before.
Me- None of us have.
We walked inside and they had to look at our tickets. After all of that, we went with a group of people and waited. Everyone was talking about how excited they were. After a couple of minutes, all of the Magcon Boys walked out. I guess the first thing we were going to do is get their autograph. Everyone was screaming including me. I was a big Nash Grier fan. I bought a Magcon shirt so they can sign it. They were standing at these white tables. The first person to sign was Taylor. "I'm a big fan." I said. I tried to sound casual so he doesn't think I'm weird. I sounded casual when all the rest of the boys signed the shirt, but when I got to Nash, I started to twitch. I looked like an idiot. "Are you okay?" He said while signing the shirt. He talked to me. I wanted to start screaming and jumping around but then I realized my eye was twitching. "I'm f-f-fine." I said. I tried to lean on the table casually, but instead, when I leaned, I missed the table and fell to the ground. Damn it! I screwed up. I saw that Emily was talking to Shawn! That's amazing, especially since he's her favorite. Nash helped me up from the ground. "Are you sure you're okay? You look a little... Twitchy." He said. He noticed. "Oh, I'm just nervous. You're my favorite Magcon Boy here. I'm a really big fan." I said. I actually sounded casual. I brushed myself off. "Don't be." He said. All of my friends were done with the shirt signing and they kept calling me over. I got a small piece of paper and wrote my phone number on it. I don't know if Nash will actually call me, but hey, it's worth a shot. I gave it to him before my friends pulled me away. He looked at me, folded it, and put it in his pocket.