Wasted (Book 1)

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The sun was shining through the curtains of Kat's hotel room. She rolled over to look at her clock and the time read 6:30. She threw the covers back and walked into the bathroom to shower.

She wrapped the towel around her and stepped out back into the main room to get ready for the day.

She was a celebrity guest at Scarefest 10. This was Americas biggest horror and paranormal convention. It's held in Lexington, Kentucky.

It's cool this time of year so she picks out black skinny jeans and a cream colored tank top. She put her hair up in a loose and messy ponytail and applied natural looking makeup. She slid into her favorite pair of white wedge heels and grabbed her room key and bag.

Kat's P.O.V

I opened the door and let it shut quietly behind me. I walked down the long hallway of the Hilton Hotel to the elevators. I pressed the ground floor button, just before the doors shut a hand pushed then open and two older men in about their mid thirty's walked in.

I smiled and in unison they both said "Good morning."

The one on the left had shaggy black hair with a little scruff on his chin, he spoke with a mix of a New York and Georgia accent.

The one on the right was the one to catch my eye. He was slightly taller about six feet tall. He had slicked back brownish black curly hair. He smiled and I was taken away by his piercing blue eyes. He had a British accent that made me want to melt.

The men look familiar but I looked down at my feet and then back up at the elevator door as I felt the car slow as we reached the ground floor. The doors opened.

"After you." The man with the British accent said. I smiled and replied thank you as I left. They followed behind me as I walked towards the lobby.

"Andrew, hold up what if the press are out there. We should wait and see."

Well now I had a name for the British man. I turned the comer and was bombarded by fans and reporters, I looked over towards the men as the redneck one ducked around the corner.

I met the gaze of Andrew as his friend pulled him around the corner so they weren't seen.

I took pictures with fans and signed autographs and answered a few questions for the reporters. Once the coast was cleared the two re-appeared and stood beside me at the breakfast bar.

"You must be something special." His accent hit me like a brick wall. I looked at him and smiled as I grabbed a muffin.

"My name is Andrew and this is my best friend Norman." He smiled. I shook both of their hands and introduced myself.

"I'm Kat Williams." Andrew looked at me a little surprised and embarrassed. He looked back at Norman who had the same expression.

"You wouldn't happen to be THE Kat Williams, the one who has a T.V show on American Destination about ghost.... Are you?" Norman spoke.

I looked down and smiled, shocked that they knew who I was. I nodded yes and Andrew dropped his muffin.

"I'm a huge fan of yours Ms. Williams. It's a great honor."

"Oh please call me Kat, Mrs. Williams is my mother. And it's an honor to meet you too. For the last twenty minutes I have been trying to figure out how I know you to and I finally figured it out. Your Rick Grimes and Daryl Dixion from The Walking Dead!! I love that show!"

Andrew blushed and they said thank you. "May we join you for breakfast Kat?" Andrew asked a little nervously.

"Of course." I answered and we all sat at the bar.