Struggles of a Fangirl

By SincerelyPink

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Being a fan girl is hard and Kacey Miller is all types of awkward, naturally and socially. But she's also the... More

Struggles of a Fangirl
The Struggle
Cast Call Closed
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Struggle #10

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By SincerelyPink

After I woke up from the best nap of my life, I jumped into the shower and threw on some fresh clothes. My minnie mouse muscle tee with some shorts and my black converse. I exit the bathroom and walk into the living room to find a girl sitting on the couch watching an episode of Americas Next Top Model.

 I stare at the back of her head for a moment before walking to the side of the couch, "Hey," I say in a soft voice. The girl nearly jumps out her skin as she whips her head to look at me. I stick out my hand. "I'm Kacey."

 "Oh, you're the one that Bow Wow called last week." She says to me before looking me up and down, taking in every detail of my appearnace before looking back into my eyes. "I'm Renee." I take in her dark and curly shoulder length hair that makes her caramel complexion pop nicely. I smile and take a seat beside her.

 "So where are you from?" I ask her before she can get pulled into what's playing on tv again.

 "Brooklyn, and you?" She replies without removing her eyes from the tv screen.

 "Boston," I say. She nods in understanding and I look around the suite. Walter went all out with our living area for the week. It's a five star hotel complete with marbel floors, fluffy throw rugs and fancy elaborate furniture in the living room. The kitchen is just barely smaller than the one at home and the bathroom puts spa rooms to shame. There are three bedrooms, two girls in one, three in the other and the last room is for the security guard that going to be here watching us.

 My stomach growls and I realize that I haven't eaten since our quick stop at McDonalds this morning. "Where did Walter go?" I ask Renee.

 "He left about an hour ago to go pick the other girls from the airport. He should be back any minute." She replies, checking the time on her iphone. Before long we're both intently watching reruns of America's Next Top Model and making fun of all the stoic like faces the models make while they walk down the run ways. This show has almost as much beef and arguments as Bad Girls Club.

 Eventually the door opens and in walks Walter, followed by two other girls. "Hey you're up Kacey, I thought you would sleep all day." He laughs, closing the door behind him. I smile as the two girls hover awkwardly near the door. "Dont expect me to introduce yall, I'm just gonna bring your stuff into your rooms."

 As Walter disappears down the hall, managaing all the suit cases in his arms, the two girls continue to stand near the door, shifting their weight from one foot to the other. I decide to be the ice breaker and speak up, "Hey guys, I'm Kacey." I say with a smile.

 "And I'm Renee," Renee adds on, her eyes still glued to the tv.

 The shorter of the two girls with dark wavy hair speaks next, "Kenyanna but you can call me Yannie." She says in a soft voice, her mouth twisting up into a sweet smirk. She fiddles with the bracelet on her wrist as she looks to her right,waiting for the next girl to speak.

  The girl bites her lip nervously and looks up at us with a faint smile and a shy expression. "I'm Joya," she whispers before taking a seat on the other couch. Yannie follows her lead and they join us in watching tv. An awkward silence falls over the room and I silently look over each girl. They all look fairly nice even though they seem shyer than Renee and I. We did share a laugh when one of the models fell on the run way though.

 Walter walks back into the living room and stands near the tv, Renee mutes it so we can hear him speaks. "Alright, now that all the introductions are covered, I'm gonna run the game plan by yall. So Keisha says that the final girl is running late due to a delayed flight so she's going to be coming a little later. At 8:00 we're going to head down to a resturant down town and grab a bite to eat. Mindless Behavior will also be there so---"

 "WE'RE EATING DINNER WITH MINDLESS BEHAVIOR!?" I blurt out before I can control myself, butterflies begin flittering around in my stomach from excitement. The girls giggle at my outburst and Walter laughs, nodding his head yes.

 "Yes, MB will be coming to dinner. They want to get to know yall too." Walter explains.

 "Roc Royal though, my God that boy is fine." Renee adds on, we laugh as she fans her face for emphasis.

 Walter smiles and shakes his head. "I know you're excited to be meeting Mindless Behavior but please ladies, have some class infront of them. I want this to be an enjoyable experience for all of you guys. So that means no breathing down the boys necks or tweeting about everything they're doing. And dont go poking into the boys personal lives either, its ok to ask questions but dont get too nosy. They'll tell you if theyre comfortable enough to."

 "So basically those are the only rules?" Joya asks with a gleam in her eyes.

 "Yeah, yall are old enough to know right from wrong. Just liek I tell the boys, I trust yall to use common sense and not do anything that might create controversey." He says to us. "Deal?"

 "Deal!" We say unison. Walter smiles just as his phone buzzes. He unlocks it, glances at it then looks up at us. "Who's ready to dine with Mindless Behavior?"

 We all let out shrieks of joy before Walter bets us that he can reach the lobby before us. I didnt have to be told twice, I shot out the door with the other three girls hot on my heels.

 The car ride was filled with laughter and gushing about the boys. From what I picked up, Renee loves Roc, Joya loves Latimore and Yannie thinks Ray is the cutest. It feels amazing to be hanging out with girls who understand me. We laugh, we complain, we obsess and fangirl all over the place. I think the best part of the joy ride was us singing all of Mindless Behavior's songs from first to last, even the holiday sogns.

 Im amazed at how easily we all clicked. Yannie is still a bit soft spoken and self reserved but she's slowly warming up to us and and joining in our crazy antics.

 We pulled up to a fancy resturant with some Italian name that I'm not even going to try and pronounce. Walter leads us towards the back of the resturant and immidiatly my stomach twist into knots. At the long rectangular table with MB and Jacob Latimore are chatting with eachother without even knowing that their contest winners are heading their way. They're talking and laughing with Kenneth while scanning through the menus. I can point out Ray's throaty laugh any where.

 "Joya, Kenyanna, Kacey and Renee, I want you to me Mindless Behavior." Walter announces. The boys lower their chatter and turn to look at us. I hope my deodorant holds up, because the amount of sweat gathering under my arm pits is enough to fill up one of the vases on the table.

 "Ayyyye, what up yall. Come sit!" Roc exclaims in a goofy voice. I hear Renee squeal behind me and I laugh. We take our seats across from MB and I honestly can not control the creepy smile on my face. I'm sitting across from Roc but my eyes are trained on Princeton. I've only dreamed of being this close to him. I'm trying so hard to hold in my burst of excitement that I'm afraid I might slip up and fart.

 Please God don't let me fart.

 "So yall are our contest winners," Prod says glancing at each of us. "Congratulations yall."

 Princeton speaks up next, "Yo, one of yall designed this green and black pocket on one of the pants. Who was that?" He asks. Joya raises her hand shyly and  he reaches over, giving her a high five. "That was dope, I loved." He says with a wide smile. Joya blushes red and my fingers tingle, aching to touch palms with Prince too.

 He's wearing a ripped denim vest, a gun and roses shirt and his peace sign studs in his ears. His hair is pulled back into a pony puff and I almost ask him if I can touch it before Jacob Latimore interupts, "Wait, aren't there supposed to be five of you?" he asks, a confused expression on his face.

 We look at Walter who slides his phone into his pocket. "Keisha said she was on her way with her, maybe they're stuck in---"

 "I'm here!" An oddly familiar voice booms behind us. A chill runs up my spine at the sound of the high pitched squeal that follows soon after. I close my eyes and pray that I'm dreaming. This day is too good to be ruined now.

 I count to three before opening my eyes and sure enough, she's standing right infront of me.

 "Hey everyone, I'm London." She says, flashing that pearly white smile. The boys dont smile, or speak...or breath for that matter. They're all oggling London's exotic beauty. I can practically see the stars twinking in Princeton's pretty brown eyes. London beams at everyone before her eyes land on me, she smirks deviously. "Oh, hey Kacey."

**

ohhhh, drama....

Sorry for errors, im lazy with my proof reading :P

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