It was the opportunity of a lifetime you realised as you ran your thumb over the edge of the paper lightly. You couldn't remember where you had picked up the notice but here it was, a free exchange to America for six months. You'd normally have to talk it over with the parents but for once you thought you wouldn't, you were legally an adult after all. Folding the notice into four sharp edges you pocketed it and headed off to the theatre department of the university to hand in your statement of intention.
That had been one month ago.
You were now living with a nice, relaxed home stay family in a smallish town in The USA of all the places. You never expected it to happen but things had fallen into place with such ease. You'd been at a local university, or collage as they called it here, and had made friends with most of the people in your small dramatic arts course with an abnormal amount of skill unbeknownst to you before now. You were a regular social butterfly it seemed, how false.
it didn't take you long to find out about the local happenings, and when one bright yellow flyer caught your eye you felt a wave of excitement fling through your stomach.
"Comic convention next weekend being held at the stadium in the centre of town..."
A grin overtook your face and you hoped secretly that no one saw, especially not when you ripped the poster down quickly when you thought nobody was looking and added it to the folder stack of notes in your bag before sprinting out to the car, that smile not once faltering from your face.
When you got home you spent the evening cooking dinner for your host family, cleaning the house and setting everything nicely with an underlying suspicious intent. When they got home the look on your host mothers face showed that she saw right through your scheme.
"What do you want?" Her face was serious but you could easily see the humorous nature of the threat trying to break through.
You smiled widely, speaking fast, "Um...there's a comic convention on next weekend and really really wanna go but I don't have any mon...ey." You stopped when you saw she had pulled out her wallet with a laugh.
"Of course you can go. Just don't spend it all at once." She handed you some cash and you pulled her into a massive hug.
"thank you thank you thank you! I promise I will get a job soon, I can pay you back then." She smiled and shook her head.
The next day you could not keep the excitement from showing on your face. It was only a day away now and the term THANK GOD ITS FRIDAY took on a very literal meaning. One of your friends even noticed and came over to you. It was Amelia, one of the first people you met on the exchange and she pulled the poster from your hands. "Comic con?" She raised a brow teasingly.
"Oh shut up, I've always wanted to go. Don't ruin my dreams!" You laughed and she mocked defeat, handing back the paper.
"Hey you know the Supernatural cast is gonna be there right?" She sat down at the seat next to me. You stopped dead, eyes widening at her. "What. What'd I do wrong, what'd I say?" She raised her hands up in surrender. She didn't know how much You would love to meet them, how You had been a fan since You were 15 and the massive crush You had on a certain supernatural actor.
"Are you kidding me? You're joking right! Oh my god I can't wait now. I GET TO MEET HIM." You felt your face flush happily and You knew you should have been more embarrassed for acting like a crazed school girl, but You couldn't contain it. Plus it was better To get it out of my system before You went there, just in case You acted like a moron in front of the cast.
"Him? I didn't realise your were into supernatural too. Is it Jensen? Jared? Misha?" She fired the questions at you, a massive grin on her face.
Your cheeks brightened more when she said Misha's name and you nodded slightly. "I've always wanted to work with him, he's such a talented actor."
"I know right! And all the charity work he does too, he's just amazing. But I really love Jared too, his son is adorable! I mean West is great but he's a bit bossy and doesn't listen to his dad which is rude."
"Haha I think it's cute." You replied and glanced fondly back to the paper and there it was down the bottom.
'Supernatural con held in room 7A at 3pm.'
Now the evening before the con you rushed around the room, grabbing everything you thought you'd need for the whole day. Amelia had invited herself along and you had to pick her up at lunch time so you could check out the other places before the supernatural panel started. Amelia wanted to check out a Bit of the teen wolf section first.
A packed bag, wallet and keys ready, all set with an outfit you had spent the last two hours organising all sat neatly at the end of your bed ready to be adorned in the morning.
Settling down for the night you could barely concentrate on sleeping and lost yourself for a while on Tumblr before forcing yourself offline by midnight so you didn't look awful the next day.
