LeAnn’s P.O.V.
“OMG guys! We’re going to see them again!” I shrieked at the others. I was in a major fangirl state-of-mind.
“LeAnn, calm down,” Rachel said rolling her eyes. They were all tired of me already. We were all in Marisa’s grandma's car headed to the boys’ signing. I was up way earlier than everyone else was. But, that’s nothing new.
We had 20 minutes to ride before we got there, but I was an excited little ball of energy. I just couldn’t wait to see Niall again. After I got over the initial shock of seeing the boys, I gathered up all my energy and actually said something without fainting. It was a miracle.
Kitra, Marisa, Rachel, and I had a little trouble falling asleep last night. We couldn’t stop talking about what had happened. We finally got to sleep though. I was the first one to wake up, then Kitra, then Rachel, then finally Risa. We waited for her parents to get up before we got in the car and started on our way.
“Hey Risa, you’re not talking much. Is everything alright?” Kit asked looking at Risa with concerned eyes.
“Yeah, I’m alright. I’m just thinking,” Marisa replied still looking out the window at the passing scenery. Kitra shrugged and returned to her iPod. After that, we were mostly quiet for the rest of the ride to the Event Center, where the signing is. When we finally arrived, we all filed out of the car.
“I’ll be back here in 2 hours to pick you up. I’m going to go shopping. Marisa, do you need anything? No? Okay, then. You have my cell phone number, so call me if you need anything. Have fun!” and with that, Marisa’s grandmother left us standing stupidly in the parking lot.
“We better get going if we want a spot in line,” Marisa said already heading inside. The rest of us followed her looking a bit like a posse. There were crowds of people coming in from everywhere. Most of the people filing into the building were young teenage girls holding merchandise and talking excitedly.
When we got inside, we were hit with the sound of hundreds of girl screaming. It took a while to adjust to the sound, but once we did, we looked around. The interior of the building was spectacular. The ceiling was a high arch high above everyone, which was probably good for carrying sound. It had elegant paintings of what looked like angels. (It was too high for me to see them properly.) When you walked, they seemed to move around freely. The architecture was incredible; the swirling designs along the ceiling and walls could have you mesmerized for hours.
“LeAnn, come on,” Rachel said as she grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the gradually increasing line. We pushed past about a dozen people to get in line with Risa and Kit. They both had their items out talking excitedly when we joined them.
“I saw the cutest little alpaca on Tumblr last night. I reblogged it. Did you see it?” asked Marisa feverishly.
“Actually I did. Did you see the picture of the adorable kittens in the little picnic basket?” Kit asked practically jumping up and down.
"Omg! Yes! They were sooo adorbs!” Marisa squealed. “Oh, hey guys.” She said when she saw us randomly appear next to her.
“Hey,” Rach replied, “so what about the kittens?” Wrong question to ask.
“Omg! I, or we, saw the cutest little kittens ever. They were gathered in a big picnic basket. Only their heads were showing and they had some crumbs from the picnic on their little whiskers. It was adorable.” Marisa said in a record of 15 seconds.
“Okay, slow down there, Risa,” I said, not catching anything of what she just said. Because just then, someone grabbed Marisa’s wrist. Big mistake. Marisa swirled around and smacked their hand until they let go. She looked up at her attacker; it was Louis. We were at the front of the line and didn’t even notice.
“That was rude,” Louis said, with quite a bit of sass.
“And what you did was sooo unlady-like,” Marisa immediately snapped back.
“Okay girls, stop arguing. We have to finish this so we can go to the interview later,” Liam said jokingly at first, then suddenly serious.
“Humph,” Louis grumbled as he grabbed Marisa’s cd from her hands and signed them. He then passed them to Harry, who was sitting next to him. Harry took and signed them, smiled at Marisa, then gave them to Zayn. Zayn smiled at Harry then Marisa, signed the cd, and sent them off to Liam. Liam received them from Zayn, signed them, and passed them to Niall with a smile. Niall smiled back at Liam and maybe even winked before signing the cd and handing them to Marisa. Our cds where handled the same way.
Surprisingly no words were said during this. Rachel, who was the last one of us, got her cd back and we called Marisa’s grandma to come pick us up. She said she was at the store and she needed to get a couple more things, then she would be over to get us. We really had nothing to do, so we just waited inside. Lucky for us, we all brought reading books, so all we did was read.
“Wow. Your form of entertainment is really weird,” I heard a thick British voice say. I was the only one who looked up, because I just finished a chapter. It was Harry looking at me with a judging stare. I just gave him a ‘what-is-wrong-with-you’ look and returned to my book.
“So what books you reading?” Harry asked in a curious, yet uninterested voice. As though we were one, all four of us lift up our books to show them to him. He didn’t even bother to look at them. He just walked away in search of the other boys. Marisa’s phone started vibrating abruptly, telling us that her grandma was in the parking lot waiting for us.
“Well, time to go,” Marisa said, grabbing her bag and standing up.
“You’re leaving already?” came a wine from somewhere to our left.
“Yes we are, Louis,” Rachel called back defiantly. Louis stepped out of the shadows.
“Do you have to go?” he asked, eyes pleading. I know he was talking to all of us, but it seemed a little pointed towards Marisa.
“Yes we do. Marisa’s grandma is waiting outside for us and she might leave us if we’re late,” Kit explained. That was probably true. She was most likely going to leave us if we didn’t go now.
“Can I at least have your number?” asked Louis, “you know, for um…” he couldn’t seem to finish his thought.
“Not right now,” Rachel said grabbing Kitra and Marisa and dragging them to the parking lot with her. I smiled to myself as I brought out a small piece of paper. I quickly scribbled Marisa’s number onto it and handed it to Lou. He smiled at me and melted back into the shadows. I had to double my pace in order to catch up with the others. Luckily, they didn’t seem to notice that I just appeared.
