Andy knocked into her, sending her pile of paper flying in every direction. 'Oh, I'm so so sorry! Here, let me help you..' he exclaimed with sorryness in his voice. He felt something when looking at the girl. He wasn't sure what it was, but it was great. It was like soaring through the heavens with an angel. 'My names Andy. Andy Fowler. Yours?' He questioned not-so-smoothly. The girl giggled at his... question and faded to a shade of red. 'Y/N You seem funny.' She replied 'Oh, thank you for helping with my papers. See you around!' She shouted gleefully over her shoulder as she skipped away. Andy looked down to see a single sheet of paper in his hand. 'Wait! You forgot your--' But she was already gone. He unfolded the scrap of paper so see a message written neatly in pen. It read 'Call me at 5:00', followed by a phone number. He placed it inside his pocket and walked on to his show. He needed to meet the boys.
