Fear shot through my entire body and I felt myself shake a little.
I had been caught.
Thankfully it was only Ashton; things could've been worse - if it were Michael then I'd be in really deep shit.
"W-What are you doing here, Ashton?" I asked nervously.
Ashton gave me a lopsided smile. "Just wanted to see what the fuck you were up to."
I furrowed my eyebrows. "So you followed me here?"
"Well, first I overheard you when we both went to the bathroom at the airport earlier, when you were talking on the phone. I was curious to the whole situation, so I faked a sickness to get out of sound check and yeah... here I am," he explains.
I wanted to yell at him; I was so angry. Ashton did not have the right to eavesdrop, or to butt in with my plan. Now he's going to tell Michael and everything will be ruined.
"You had no right to listen to my conversation," I glared at him. "By doing that, you had put yourself in danger, do you even realize-"
He interrupted me. "Relax, Mia, I know every single details of what the Fangirls are doing. I know what they're scheme is, and what they're trying to do to the Fake Fangirls."
I raised my eyebrows. "You do? How?"
He opened his mouth to answer but was interrupted by the sound of the microphone all the way on stage. A tall man announced, "The meeting is now in session."
"I'll tell you later," Ashton whispers.
I tried to ignore all of my thoughts swimming around in my head as the one and only Christine Furder walked onto the stage. Vile rose in my throat, since the last time I've seen her was when she...
I took a deep breath and directed my attention onto her. She wore a smile that I knew was evil; behind that "innocent" smile was a person with a horrible intention - a person who wanted to destroy the world.
"Hello, I'm Christine Furder - leader and president of the Fangirls Organization of the United States of America," she begins. "I'm here to propose an idea to the citizens of England to shape up this glorious yet falling apart country."
My hatred for her grew as she continued to speak. "We are all here in London today, since it seems to be the center of England, to vote on this proposal - which is England's decision on whether to follow America's government laws and leadership - in an order of Fangirls."
I wanted to laugh. And by the way Ashton was smirking, I could tell he wanted to laugh with me too. Christine wants more power, more control to take on the world. She doesn't care about the needs of a country. She doesn't care about the people. She's consumed with power.
Little does she know that power is what destroys you - worse than the people you're trying to destroy. And now I know what I will say soon.
"There are multiple pros and hardly any cons to this proposal," Christine talks with pride. "It will improve England's economy. The education of our future children will increase. There will be no more debt, no more people without homes. Equality for every human will rise. Nobody will go to bed without a meal. See, I care about each and every one of you..."
I had enough of her bullshit. "What you're saying Miss Furder are all lies!"
I stood up and people around me turned to look at me; curious and amused expressions on their faces. My voice was loud yet hidden under a British accent I managed to speak with; making my identity even more difficult to reveal.
