You just hoped that this wasn't cancelled too. But considering the dinner hadn't been changed the chances were this would be on too.
You figured you could go there and give it a shot anyway, and if not then that would be it, you could hardly do much more.
You promised yourself that this time you would tell him more about yourself. Try and give yourself a shot at all of this or you'd regret it for the rest of your life you just knew it.
You readjusted your bag strap over your shoulder to relieve the pressure and took off in the direction of the photographers.
There were less people around now and it was so much easier to weave your way through the minimalist crowds of people until they parted to reveal a clearing with a few dark, black-cloth walls. Each wall had a title and you scanned them through each of the lines of people now building up at each one until you found the cardboard letters of the Supernatural logo.
You hurried over to the line, trying to get a glimpse of the actors waiting up the front only to have your view blocked by about fifty to a hundred people in the line before you. Your heart beat jumped slightly as you saw a mop of dark, slightly curly hair that just could have been him. What would you even say? You had no idea now as the time got closer and people moved forward. Not a word or thought could spring to mind that made you sound like any kind of normal, coherent person. There were only about twenty people in front of you now you realised as so much time had flown by while you were stuck contemplating your own thoughts.
Wait, did you even check to make sure you did have enough money for a photo? You glanced around for a sign but couldn't see one. You started to get more nervous.
Ten people.
5 people.
You could see him now, with the others. Posing with each fan as they came blushing and giggling past. You placed your hand on the cool wooden table at the front of the Line. Photos costed $56 each! Jeez. The guard at the front of the line noticed your facial expression and stepped up.
"How many photos?" His voice was sterner that you had anticipated and you gulped. You didn't have enough.
"I ..uh.. W-what can I get for $40?" You tried your best, most convincing smile but his face didn't change. You glanced over at Misha and the others. He saw you and smiled briefly before turning back to Jensen and muttering something with a glance. Your eyes widened. What did he say?
"Sorry but the minimum cost is $59 so you'll have to try somewhere else. Or see if you can muster up a few more bux."
You looked down sadly, and tried to push away the lump in your throat. "Yeah...thanks anyway." You turned away and let the next girl past, who gave you a spiteful look for taking so long before paying and hurrying over.
You didn't look at Misha again, or Jared or Jensen because seeing them would hurt too much. You just walked away and found a couch around the corner to sit down.
It didn't take long for a few tears to work their way from your eyes and you sniffed them away quickly, shutting your eyes.
You weren't sure how long you'd been there when you felt the pressure of someone sitting down beside you. You quickly straightened up to make yourself seem okay, seem normal but when you looked up your eyes widened slightly. It was Jared.
"Oh, shit, is this a cast couch? Am I not meant to be here, I can go ill just-" you were getting up quickly, flushed with embarrassment.
He caught your arm. "Hey no it's fine, I just wanted to say hi. You looked upset before." You sat back down, mouth opened slightly.
"Me? ... I'm fine. It's fine, really. I just couldn't afford a photo."
"That's a shame. I'm guessing you can't afford the dinner tonight then either?" He smiled lightly but with sympathy in his eyes. You shook your head with a sad smile.
"Here," he handed you a small laminated card. "What's this?"
" A guest pass for the dinner tonight. I hate seeing people miss out and anyway, Misha mentioned you. He thought you might enjoy coming along." He grinned slightly, glancing up. You followed his gaze to see Misha leaning against the far wall with a smile. He waved a hand before turning back to his conversation with one of the producers.
You widened your eyes more, "are you serious?" You felt lighter than air. You didn't think things like this happened in real life. Not to you at least.
"Of course! So, you coming?" He stood up, extending a hand. You grinned widely and took it as he pulled you to your feet.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world.'