I never thought there'd be you

Part 3

I stood there...shocked.

I see four tall men – given the fact I am short, everyone seems taller than me – staring back at me.

After a few heart beats, one of the band members stand up out of their chair He walks toward me.

"Hi there. Are you lost?" He asks.

My eyes are wide and I cannot move my body. I need to leave this room. I know I am not allowed to be here. If that security guard finds me...or one of these men will probably call the security guard.

I shake my head. "No...yes... I mean no... I mean... Where am I?" I speak back confusingly, scrunching my face.

The band member who is standing up answers me. "You are in our changing room. We were just about to go out to meet all our fans...Oh Sorry! I forgot to tell you, my name is Riley." He turns around so we are both looking at the three other men, "This is Alex and that is Lucas." He points to each person. I look at each of them and smile nervously.

"And I am Chris, but I guess you forgot about me." The one man to the far left of the room speaks up. He looks younger than the other 3 men. He looks like he is in his early twenties. He looks directly at me and I smile at him. He rolls his eyes at me and looks away. How rude...

"What is your name?" Alex asks. I direct my attention to him. He has messy jet black hair and green eyes. He has a crooked nose and his lips look quite thin.

"Gaby." I answer quickly.

"Neat name." Lucas gives me a toothy smile. He has beautiful brown eyes and dark hair, matching Alex's hair.

I do not speak for what seems like a long time, but it was only for a few seconds.

"So you're Grenade band." I stupidly say out loud. I want to leave, but I cannot move my feet.

"Yep. That is our name." Chris replies back sarcastically.

I don't look at him. "Sorry...I am just –"

"Nervous? Don't worry little girl, all fans are when they meet us. If they not nervous, they are screaming at us." Chris says.

I can feel that I am starting to shake, but I do not answer him.

The other 3 men look around awkwardly.

"So are you a fan?" Chris asks.

Is he trying to get me to answer him?

My eyes dart to him. I narrow my eyes at him.

"Oh please! Like you care! You have so many fans out there and you're asking if I am a fan of yours?" My voice has changed to being hostile.

Chris gives me a dirty look back.

There is silence for about 5 minutes.

"Well..." Lucas speaks up, looking awkward in his seat, "We should be going to meet our fans now. It was very nice to meet you Gaby." He smiles at me and walks out, as do Alex and Riley. Chris, on the other hand, just walks out without saying another word.

As Lucas opens the door, the security guard appears. I finally regain movement, but my legs start to wobble. I lose balance, but someone catches me just before my back hits the floor. I look to see it is Chris. He pulls me back up and huffs.

I look at the security guard. "Ma'am, I hope you weren't frightened by me as you were running away from me. Your sister, Morgen, told me that she lost you in the crowd and she is worried sick about you. Please let me escort you back to the exit."

She smiles warmly at me. I manage to half-smile back. "T-Thank you." I stutter.

I turn to face the band members. "It was nice to meet all of you." I look at all but one of them.

"Sure." Riley, Alex and Lucas say together.

Chris crosses his arms and rolls his eyes.

I turn on my heel and walk with the security guard. "At least I can leave from here and not have to see a certain person again." I scream purposefully so that Chris can hear me.

Chris immediately turns around and glares at me.

"C'mon Chris. We should be going. Bye Gaby!" Riley shouts.

"Bye Riley!" I reply.

As I exit out the Arena-finally! - my sister shouts "GABY! I AM SO HAPPY YOU ARE ALRIGHT? We have to go to meet the band in –"

"I just met them." I blurt out.

Morgen stops in her tracks. "You just what?"

I roll my eyes. "I just met them and frankly, I don't want to see them."

"Gaby –"

"You can go. I will just wait by the car."

Morgen sighs. "I can't do that to you. Let's rather go." She takes out her car keys.