Chapter 3
Once again, Sarah was speechless. "Why are you guys still here?" she asked. Mentally slapping herself for sounding bitchy, Sarah waited for an answer.
"Our bus broke down, we're stuck here for a while, we're bored, and you're the only person we know here," replied Dougie casually.
"Oh. By the way, this is Chuck; he's a friend of mine." Chuck was surprisingly mellow, and after being introduced, the four began to talk. An hour later, Sarah realized the time. After the conversation about everything from the football guys' crazy antics to whether or not owning a poodle should be legal, Sarah and Chuck reluctantly said their goodbyes.
As they were walking out the door, Sarah once again heard her name being shouted, this time by Danny. "What if we wanted to see you again, how would we get in touch?"
Sarah smiled to herself while flushing at the thought that Danny Jones would want to see her again. "Do you have a phone?" she asked. Danny held out his cell phone and watched as the girl programmed her number into it. When she was finished, she left him with the words, "Call me sometime." And with a flip of her curly locks, she was gone again.
A few days later
"We really should do this more often," sighed Sarah as she smiled at her best friend Izzie. "We don't see each other enough."
"Well, if you hadn't abandoned me and gone to a fancy private school, we would see each other every day." replied Izzie with a raised eyebrow. Sarah rolled her eyes, hooked her arm through Izzie's and with a brief 'come on', led her best friend in another direction. The pair was at the local mall, sipping cold coffee and people watching. Because Izzie went to a public school and Sarah to a private, the twosome rarely got to see each other. So, they were grateful for the occasional bonding sessions.
Meanwhile, McFly stood behind a long plastic table, being swarmed by girls begging for autographs. After pleading with their manager for a break for about 15 minutes, the band was finally granted some time to rest. While retreating to a tent which separated them from the outside world, Danny caught a glimpse of someone he thought he recognized. Just to be sure, he whipped out his phone and dialed the number of the person he'd been dying to call all weekend.
"Hello?" Sarah answered her phone. She hadn't recognized the number, but she had never been one to ignore a phone call.
"Hey," spoke a deep accented voice from the other side.
"Who is this?"
"Danny."
"Danny who…OH"
"Yeah. I was just wondering, are you in a mall right now?"
"Yes. Are you watching me, because that's kind of creepy."
"No, I'm in the same mall as you. See the crowd of girls? We're behind that. Come back here."
"Umm, ok." Sarah slid her phone closed. She grabbed Izzie's arm once again, and pulled her in the direction which Danny had asked her to go. Upon arriving in front of the tent, Sarah grinned at Clyde, the boys' bodyguard, and entered the secluded tent. Once the girls were inside, they spent a few minutes catching up with the famous boys.
As the girls were leaving (due to Sarah's brother deciding he wanted her home), Danny got up the nerve to ask Sarah out.
"Hey Sarah, wait up," he yelled after her, "doyouwanttogooutwithmesometime?"
"What?" she asked confused.
"Do you want to go out with me?"
Sarah flushed visibly. Stumbling for answer she stammered, "I'd love to. Does Friday sound good? Since we're both staying at the same hotel, you could just pick me up from my room around 7. That would make the most sense since, you know, we're both in the same place and wow I should really shut up now."
Danny chuckled. After confirming the plans, Sarah and Izzie left the small tent. As she walked, Sarah realized that she couldn't stop grinning. She had no idea that back in the tent, neither could Danny.