THINGS JUST GOT GROOVY ~ Intro
I feel bad that there aren't any stories for Liam Dryden out in the fanfiction world.
My friend is a huge fan of his and every chance she gets; she tells me all the possible scenarios that happen after she meets him at VidCon.
I thought this might give her, and any other Viewbies, something to entertain their fangirl fantasies with until VidCon happens.
I know I'm counting down seconds…I don't know about you guys.
I can barely breathe from over-excitement.
~Sofie
I felt like I was walking way too fast. Like everyone around me knew how anxious I was. I was constantly looking across my back to make sure there weren't any skid marks on the ground.
And if that wasn't enough, I was certain everyone that I passed on the sidewalk could hear the pounding of my heart as it tried furiously to break through my chest.
I was excited.
Who could blame me?
This was my first year at VidCon! Two years of wanting desperately to go and now I was finally getting my chance! My only fear was that I would end up fainting in front of some of my favorite members of Chameleon Circuit…but hopefully I would be able to remain calm for long enough to have some sort of non-versation.
I had been counting down each and every miniscule second since I bought my ticket back in October and now I was here.
My feet stopped abruptly as the convention center came into full view. The sun was so bright I could barely take in the entire building. The light was gleaming over what seemed like thousands of glass windows that went on for miles in every direction. The closer I got to it, the smaller I felt. I had been to convention centers before, but none could match the sheer monstrosity that was this one.
I held my breath as I placed my hand on one of the doors.
As soon as I opened it I felt a rush of cold air hit my face from inside the building. There was already a good amount of people here checking in. The majority were all laughing and smiling within their groups.
I was alone.
I tried to spot anyone who seemed to be in the same lonely predicament as me, but none stood out. I quickly shuffled my way over to the registration booth and collected my badge.
They hadn't quite opened the doors to the main hall and yet people were already waiting somewhat impatiently by the doors ready to charge in as soon as they could. I knew it wouldn't be so massive of a rush this early in the morning and given that I had no one to talk to, I took off down one of the hallways to see what else lie in the expanse of the center.
There were a few business men lingering around every few feet. They didn't seem too happy that a bunch of loud and squealy teens had disrupted what was probably a very important conference for them. I tracked most of them back to a small café where quite a few already had two or three empty coffee cups on their tables. The poor saps probably hadn't been getting much sleep. I had to wonder what kind of conference would demand this much commitment…but then I remembered that my last good night's sleep was probably the one I'd just had prior to VidCon. Most people would be staying here until all hours of the morning, including myself.
I figured that if I was going to be up late, a cup of tea couldn't do much harm. There was still a good twenty minutes before the doors would be opening.
The line for the café was strangely longer than the one for registration. I kept trying to focus on being calm during meet and greets, but every time I tried to rehearse what I would say, I would end up on some wild daydream adventure. It's amazing how much one can forget about their surrounding when they let their mind wander…
"Are you going to order something or not?" Someone snapped. I looked up to see a slightly annoyed cashier staring intently at me.
"Oh, sorry!" I quickly said. "I'm just tired-uh-can I get a cup of black tea?" I could feel myself blushing. I quickly looked around to make sure no one was laughing at me. I was in the clear. Most everyone here seemed to groggy from lack of sleep to notice anything of importance. (Other than buying a cup of coffee…) I quickly handed the cashier some money and apologized again before rushing out of the way of any potentially irritated customers.
In my mad dash to escape humiliation, I didn't notice the person walking towards me. (Although, I'm not quite sure he noticed me either.) Without warning, we suddenly collided with one another, sending us on a one-way trip to the ground.
So much for escaping humiliation…
