"Give singing a try?" I asked in shock. This man had just offered me a chance at my lifelong dream. "Yes" the man said. "You mean, as a profession?" I asked. "Yes" he repeated. "Wow." I breathed. "So you will?" He asked. "Well....I....I mean, well, can I think about it?! I've always wanted a chance to do this, but right now isn't really a time I could deal with it. And plus, I mean, I'm really happy being HERE..." I paused and looked up from my speel, only to notice that Walker and the record guy were gone. I shrugged. It was funny how I could get such an audience the first time, when I didn't want one, and then when I wanted somebody to listen, nobody would.
I collapsed back onto the couch, feeling a gust of good energy swimming around inside me. I felt very important at this moment. "Adrian, right?" A woman walked in. "Yes." I said. "Ok, I have a message from Diana. She wanted me to tell you, shes sorry, but would it be ok if you helped her out with some stuff?" She asked. "Oh, sure" I said, smiling. I got up and followed the woman, who led me to Diana. Diana sat in a round room, full of props, clothes, and a million other things. She looked up at me, "help!" she breathed. I smiled, and sat down beside her, while we took on the amazing task of: organizing! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
When we were done I went back to check on the boys. As the clothing designer, I had to make sure they were ok with the clothes I had picked out. I walked into the room and waved. The guys were very energetic, and looked great in the clothes I had picked. "So hows everything going?" I asked. "Grrrreat!" Taylor said goofily. "Good." I said, walking into Tays dressing room to get a hair tie (one of the many pros of having guys as best friends). "Adrian" I heard somebody croon in a goofy voice. I recognized it as Zacs. He was out in the main dressing room. He whistled, "Adrian, where you at girl?" He asked in a goofy voice. He walked up to the room I was in and smiled. He walked in shutting the door behind him. He laughed mischeviously wrapping his arms around my neck. "You pretty." He said, touching my nose. I smiled, and he kissed my lips sweetly. He pulled away, and then went back for more. He kissed me passionately. We got so into it we didn't hear when Taylor started knocking on the door. "You guys!!? What are you doing in there?" he called. In our own little world, we assumed he was talking to somebody else. And then the door flew open. We quickly jumped apart, but not quickly enough. Taylor gasped. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry, I didn't know you guys were in here, I'm so sorry, I mean, I knew, I mean, I just didn't KNOW....Oh my god...." he murmered, exiting the room. He left us there, leaving both me and Zac to our own thoughts. We didn't have the time to talk it through, something I would have liked to do because this probably would have been a good time to establish exactly what we were to eachother. But just then, a man with a clipboard and some sort of earphone walked in and told Zac the concert was to start in about five minutes. So saying our 'see you laters' Zac headed to the backstage area.
