The Meeting

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Teneille's POV:
I grab my bag and walk out the door just to go for a walk clear my head. I walk for about an hour when I realise that I should be getting back cos it will probably take me another hour to walk back. When some one taps on my shoulder I turn and it Chris Trott himself. I have a a mini, big fan girl moment. I try so hard to not squeal at the top of my lungs or talk so fast he can't understand me. "Oh sorry I thought I recognised you, sorry," he said walking off. Then I remembered the dream that I had but quickly forgot when I ran after him. "Hey sorry but I'm a fan and well....," I held out a pen and note pad
"Yeah sure," he said as I gave him the pen and a small note pad I keep with me. "What's your name," he asked sort of embarrassed. "Teneille," I said shaking and almost dying right on the spot, "Teneille Levi."
"W-what?" He stuttered looking like he has seen a ghost almost.
"Teneille Levi," I repeat slightly confused. He just keeps looking at me like I died and now he is seeing me standing right in front of him. "D-do you know."
"Know what?" I asked still a bit confused. He looks down at the note pad just really sadly.
"Never mind then it doesn't matter anyways." I'm still a bit confused then I come to the sudden realisation that maybe he is my brother and he has been having these dreams to.
"The dreams," is all I say. He looks up a bit happier now but still sad like I didn't know what was going on. "You have seen me in a dream recurring for 4 nights haven't you?" He looks at me a little bit more like I'm alive now, just hands me back my pen and note pad and walks off. I have no idea what to do right now.

Trott's POV:
"The dreams," she says. I look up at her almost smiling but also trying to stop myself from saying something stupid. "You have seen me in a recurring dream for 4 nights haven't you?" She asked. I knew I wouldn't be able to keep it together so I just handed back her stuff and walked off. How though, how was that girl my sister: she had brownish hair but it also looked a bit red like it's been dyed so I don't know the real colour; she had blue eyes and she was a bit taller than me maybe like a centimetre or two, it was impossible.
(Smith-S, Ross-R, Chris/Trott-C because I can't be bothered to write Ross said or Smith said every line)
S-"Chris where the hell have you been and why does it look like you have just seen a ghost," Smith asked.
C-"I-I think I just saw my sister."
S-"You what!?"
C-"She said you have seen me in a recurring dream for 4 nights. That's how long I have been having them for."
R-"And you just walked off or what?" Ross said turning up from somewhere I didn't take any notice.
C-"Yeah, I did. I couldn't say anything and I freaked out, gave her stuff back and walked away."
R,S-"Wait, stuff?"
C-"Yeah she is a fan so asked if I could sign her note pad but when she said her name I just knew it was her." Then she walked like metres from our table I just looked at her she didn't seem to notice. "Mate," Smith was waving his hand in front of my face, "mate can you respond, Chris!"
"What?" Ross was now also looking at her.
"Is that her." I just swallowed and nodded. He got up and walked over to her I couldn't hear there conversation I didn't want to know I was to busy freaking out.

Ross's POV:
I looked over to where Trott was and saw a girl sitting on her own listening to music by the way she was moving her head it was good music. I smiled, "Is that her," I get up and walk over. Trott puts his head in his hands looking very embarrassed. I tap the girl on the shoulder. She takes out her ear-phones and smiles at me. "Are all of you going to come over to take turns in talking to me," she motioned to the table with Smith making fun of Trott as he was laughing and Trott was slowly putting his head lower and lower. I laughed and she laughed too, "You know you can sit down if you want."
"Nar it's fine. Why don't you come over there and embarrass him even more." She laughed again.
"Ok I will."

Teneille's POV:
Holy shite, holy shite. Ross Hornby form Hatfilms was A)Speaking to me and B)Asking me to sit with the rest of Hatfilms, omfg (oh my fucking god). I walked slightly behind him and when I reached the table he took a seat next to Smith so I was almost forced to sit next to Trott. He looked up from his little burrow in his arms. I was trying so god damn hard to not fan girl I was dying Smith obviously saw that. "Go ahead then scream at the top of your lungs."
"Oh my god! Is this a dream. Quick pinch me," I put my arm towards Trott forcing him to look up, he just pokes my arm, "oh common pinch me for god sake." Smith leans over and pinches my arm and it hurts a bit but I was still here. "It's not a dream, it's not a bloody dream. I'm actually sitting at a table with Hatfilms and one of them is possible my brother, holy freaking shit!"
"And there you go fan girling over and done with," Smith laughs at me and I see Trott shaking but I could hear him laughing. I poke his head and he puts his head to the side still lying on his arms, I quickly take out my phone and take a picture then run over to the other side and sit beside Ross. "Did you just take a picture of me," Trott says slightly distressed but now lifting his head.
"I need proof for my friends that I actually met you."
"You are so not posting that."
"Too late," I showed him my phone, I posted it on Twitter. "Wolf biscuit?" He asks looking at my username. "Yeah I'm a youtuber and wanted to think of a cool name so I took my favourite animal a wolf and my favourite food. Wolf Chocolate, didn't work neither did Wolf Cookie so then I was just like Wolf Biscuit, why not but at the time I had a brain fart so I spelt biscuit wrong B-I-S-K-I-T."
"Well at least it original, that's a good thing," Ross says trying to look over at what I was doing.
"Personal space, man do you people don't understand that, my bubble my be small but Jesus Christ."
"We know no personal space," Smith said shoulder barging Ross into me making me almost fall off my chair I got to reach for something and I grab Ross's hand, he pulls me back up but then there is a moment of awkward silence between us before Smith says some smutty remark I don't hear him I'm to busy thinking about what the hell just happened.

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