Ashley flew past. Spencer was next.
“Are you Spencer? Cool name. Thanks, Spencer.” They both walked off the stage to join Sara. I was on my own.
“Amanda.” The striped-shirt opened my books and pushed them down the table. I hoped I wasn’t making a face at her, because in my head I was sticking my tongue out.
“Are you Amanda?” Meyer looked at me.
“Yes.” I nodded, hoping my attempts at relaxing had worked. I wanted my smile to look genuine for the best-selling author.
“Thanks, Amanda.”
“Thanks.” I nodded again. I stood quietly – to be expected but still rather unfortunate – while she signed my other books. My time was running out.
“Thanks,” she said again as she slid my last chance toward me.
“Thank you,” I shamefully picked up my books as she turned to the next fan. While I walked off the stage to join the rest of my group a voice came over the speakers.
“Hey, everyone, I just want to remind you about the photography policy...”
The three of them were already discussing how hilarious it was that we had caused them to make a special announcement. It probably was. I knew I would appreciate the humor of the situation later, but now I couldn’t help but feel disappointed in myself. In my eyes, I had blown it.
There will be other chances to meet other people. I’ll get the chance to redeem myself, I thought in an effort to comfort myself. Maybe someday I’ll even get to meet J.K. Rowling. That wouldn’t be nerve-wracking at all.
Outside in the stifling parking lot, I noticed how truly hot it was. Sweltering. Vampires must explode in Texas.
I followed a few paces behind Sara, Ashley, and Spencer, who were still chattering excitedly about how to spend the rest of the day before returning home. I took another deep breath and willed the lingering tension to leave my muscles as I turned my face toward the blazing sun and followed their voices.
Article comments
1 - Jordan Richardson
Vampires must explode in Texas.
Or sparkle heavily.
2 - shantel
^ lol i think so 2 ^-^