It was another normal day for Samantha Blackford, acting like a dork and hanging out with her friends at an anime convention. Today it was the 'los Angeles anime experience'. Emily and Alivia were dressed as Rin and Len whilst she was dressed as BRS (aka. Black rock shooter). Having jet black hair that went to just below her bottom and unnaturally pale skin, it wasn't hard to look the part. Sam and her friends had a cosplay group that was really popular on YouTube, with 13 cosplayers, 297 videos, and about 1,685 subscribers. Right now she and her friends were getting ready to change into their Kuroshitsuji cosplay because they had to host a panel.
Sam's P.O.V.
"Alivia, where's my wig cap?" I asked thinking she would know.
"Um, I think it's in Gwen's bag of junk." She replied.
"Its not junk!" Gwen yelled from the bathroom
"Yes it is!" all of us shouted in unison.
-Time skip!-
After a lot of yelling, flying eye liner, multiple wig stylings, and searching for costume pieces we were finally ready for the panel. On the way we were stopped for autographs, pictures and hugs, it was exhausting.
"We're here", I said as we entered a room packed full of people in cosplay.
As I took my seat in the front of the room behind a table noticed a boy that looked really familiar, but where from? He looked awfully confused as tall man with raven black hair whispered something in his ear. Taking my attention off the two I looked over a Alivia and said,
"This is going to be a long day…"
She only nodded in response.