Thanks to those who've reviewed and favorited! Keep them coming! Here's the next chapter, where Chandler and Jo actually interact with eachother! Yay! ~A.C~
Chapter 2: Giveaway
Jo
"I want to thank every one of you for coming out to see the cast today, if you have an advanced pass, we're gonna travel to Suite 115 for signings."
I looked down at my advanced pass thankfully as I exited the theater, trying to find the room with my mother. Within a few minutes, we were let into the suite and separated into lines.
"Now, for the giveaway we promised you guys!" the host started, "One of you lucky individuals could win a day with a cast member! Each cast member will choose one person, and if you are chosen, you get to spend a day with them!"
Many people screamed, while I tried to keep my cool. On the inside, I felt like I was going to explode from the excitement. The cast entered the room and seated themselves on the longer table. I looked and saw that the first person to sign a headshot for me was Danai.
We were towards the end of the line, and after each person got something signed, they cycled through to the next person. When we finally reached Danai, she beamed at us and grabbed a new headshot.
"Hi! What's your name?"
"Hi! I'm Jo. I love Michonne!" I said excitedly.
"Thank you! I love meeting you guys! Here you are, Jo!"
She handed me a picture of Michonne with her signature on it. I smiled and thanked her. Our next signer was Steven Yeun, who smiled brightly the entire time. When we finally reached him, he grabbed a picture and waved us over.
"HI there! What's your name?"
"Hey! I'm Jo. Glenn is awesome!"
"No, you're awesome!" he shouted.
"Oh, stop it you."
He laughed and handed me the picture of him with his scribble on it.
Next, we reached Andrew. I noted his prominent English accent. We reached him and he glanced at my shirt and smiled wider.
"Hi, like your shirt."
"Thanks! How can you do the accent so well?" I asked, amazed.
"Very carefully," he laughed.
He gave me his picture and high-fived me as I headed off to the next person. Next was Chandler Riggs. He had to be one of my favorites, despite the hate that he gets. I just think that it's really cool that a person my age is a major player in the zombie apocalypse.
"Hi," he said focusing on getting his picture, "what's your name?"
He looked up and smiled at me goofily.
"I'm Jo. You're my favorite!"
He looked kind of shocked for a moment, and then he smiled.
"Really?"
"Yeah. I think it's cool that a kid is a major part of the show."
"Thank you!"
"Can I have a hug?"
He nodded enthusiastically. He stood and reached across the table to hug me.
"I look forward to spending the day with you," he mumbled into my ear.
When he pulled away, he grinned from ear to ear, most likely mimicking me.
"Nice meeting you!" he called.
I waved back and returned the compliment. Next was Norman.
"Hey, girl! How're you?"
"Fan-freakin'-tastic!"
"I like that answer. What's your name?"
"Jo."
He scribbled away on the picture and reached over to hug me when he gave me the picture.
The rest of the meetings were a blur. I couldn't forget about what Chandler said. After finishing with the signing, I sat in the theater, wringing my hands.
"Are you alright, hun?" my mother asked.
"I'm fine, Mom."
"No, you're not. Did you take your pill before we left?"
I nodded and sighed. I wished she wouldn't talk about this in public. It's embarrassing enough to have to take the stuff, but even more so when my mother talked about it so openly like this. The truth is: I don't even take it. I flushed them all down the drain a long time ago.
"Alright! The cast members have decided the winner of the dinner! Let's start with Andrew."
He had chosen a middle aged woman. She was rather pretty, and she looked very excited about his choice.
"Next is Steven's choice."
He chose a guy who looked around his age. He was obviously a big fan.
"Norman?"
He chose a younger woman, probably about ten years younger than himself. She was completely decked out in Daryl merchandise, and she was very pretty.
"Lauren?"
She chose a girl who looked about 18. She was dressed like her character, Maggie Greene, and she started to cry when her name was announced. I rolled my eyes at this. Sure, this might be like a role model to you, but you don't want to cry in front of them. You'll be embarrassed if you do.
"Next up is Danai."
She had chosen a girl, obviously a fan of Michonne. She had a shirt with Michonne's 'fabulous cat' on it.
"Scott is next."
He delivered a small speech, explaining that he couldn't choose just one person, so he wasn't going to choose anyone at all. That earned him a few sighs from the crowd, but the announcement moved on quickly nonetheless.
"Now, David."
He looked like he was debating for a while, but he finally chose a Governor look-a-like. He was a younger guy; he stood and pumped a fist in the air when his name was called.
"Finally, Chandler!"
Chandler stood and locked eyes with me, smiling as he spoke my name.
"I choose Jo."
I stood up carefully, knowing that a few girls in the theater might be jealous of me. A shit ton of girls on the internet think he's 'sexy.'
I smiled back at him and was about to sit back down when the host spoke up.
"Everyone who was chosen, please meet up with your cast member so we can take pictures for the AMC webpage!"
Well, fuck.
I slowly headed over to Chandler and stood next to him. I sighed and waited for the camera to come around to us.
"Do I look ok?" I asked Chandler nervously.
"You look amazing."
I ducked my head down to hide my blush, but quickly composed myself. Just in time for the camera to show up.
"Strike a pose!"
Chandler slung an arm around my shoulder and smiled. I quickly mimicked his wide smile, and the camera flashed a few times.
"Beautiful! Thank you."
Chandler turned to me, hands shoved into his pockets.
"So, can I get a phone number?" he asked.
"Uh… of course. Um, here…"
I grabbed the Sharpie from his seat in the signing table and scribbled my number onto his hand.
"Thanks. I should probably give you mine too," he mumbled.
He grabbed the marker from me and scribbled lightly on my hand.
"Please. Don't. Give. Anyone. This. Number. So many people will stalk me," he stressed.
"I know. I'll wash it off of my hand as soon as it's in my phone."
"Thank you. Anyway, I will text you with any new info I get about this thing. Ok?"
"Ok. Thank you for choosing me, of all people."
"It's no problem. You seem like the most fun… and the least crazy out of everyone here."
My mother found me then and hugged me tightly.
"Congratulations, baby! I know that he's your favorite," my mother greeted loudly.
"Mom! Would you please?" I asked, embarrassed and certain Chandler heard.
"Sorry, honey, but I'm just very happy for you!"
"Can you be quietly happy from now on?"
My mother looked hurt by this, and I instantly felt bad for snapping at her.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I didn't mean to be hurtful."
"It's alright. Let's go."
My mother led me out of the building and to the car. As we were leaving, I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket, so I pulled it out and checked. It was an unknown number.
Hey, is this Jo?
I unlocked my phone and punched in the password and fired off a quick reply.
Yes, is this Chandler?
It wasn't long before he replied.
Yep. The pictures are up on the website.
Oh, great.
What's wrong?
I don't exactly enjoy pictures. But, it was a picture with you, so I guess that's ok.
Wait… whoa. Why did I decide to send that?
My phone vibrated in my pocket again, but it was my best friend, Hannah.
OMG. YOU GET TO HANG OUT WITH CHANDLER RIGGS. TAKE ME WITH YOU.
I sighed and laughed at my best friend. She had a bit of a crush on Chandler, and quite frankly, I didn't understand it.
I do. And I can't. Whoops! BRB. He's calling me.
I sent this and chuckled, knowing she's probably fainting at her house. I wasn't lying, though. He was calling me. I quickly answered so that it wouldn't go to voicemail.
"Hello?" I answered
"Hey, what's up?"
"Nothing much. Almost home. What about you?"
"The adults are talking, and I got bored. So, I called you."
"I'm flattered."
"You should be," he joked.
We both laughed at his joke.
"You should know, I'm almost certain my best friend is having a heart attack because she saw the picture online."
"Really?"
"Yeah. She has a bit of a celebrity crush on you. When we watch the show, every time your name pops up in the beginning credits, she says that your last name isn't Riggs. It's Sexypants."
He chuckled awkwardly, obviously not used to this type of attention.
"It's a radical scale with my character. Some people think Carl's an annoying little shit who should be dead, and some think that he… or I am really cute. It's weird."
"I would imagine so."
"Oh, crap. Gotta go. The adults need me apparently."
"Ok. Bye!"
I hung up on the call and saw that Hannah texted me.
OMG. Calls lead to relationships. Do you know what relationships lead to?
Hugs.
I could practically hear her sigh on the other end. I loved to ruin her perverted jokes, because she always gets so worked up.
I really hate you sometimes.
But, you really love me sometimes, too.
STFU.
Lol J
It's not funnyyyyyyy.
Yeah, it really is.
I'm done talking to you.
She always pretends to be mad at me, and sometimes, she actually does get mad. She forgives me quickly usually. My phone vibrated again, and I my mother spoke up for the first time the entire ride.
"My, my, you're rather popular this evening. How's texting you?"
"Chandler. And Hannah."
"Ah."
I read the text and my stomach did a backflip.
So, here's the deal. They're arranging for us to go to a waterpark tomorrow. We'll pick you up at like… noon. That alright?
"Hey, Mom? Chandler and his… people are gonna pick me up and take us to a waterpark. Is that alright?"
"That's fine, sweetie. Just be safe!"
That's perfectly fine. See you then!
We arrived at my house and I prepared myself for the trip.
So, Jo and Chandler fun in the sun next chapter! Apocalyptic situations are coming up; sorry the story is moving a little slowly :/ ~A.C~