Unconditional (Book Two)

6. Impediment

Amelie's POV

I do a very nice makeup, and put my beige, cocktail dress on. Colin should be here for me in any minute, and I can't deny that I feel a pinch amount of nervousness that's eating me all the way from the inside.

I take one last look at the mirror, the scent of my rose perfume drowning itself in the air around me, and taking one deep breath, I grab my bag, and finally head out the door of my room.

"Scissors cuts paper, paper covers rock, rock crushes lizard, lizard poisons Spock, Spock smashes scissors, scissors decapitates lizard, lizard eats paper, paper disproves Spock, Spock vaporizes rock...and as it always has, rock crushes scissors."

Clarisse, Danielle, Beth, and Chris laugh immensely at Sheldon, who's talking on the TV. I feel some sort of pain in my head as I look at Jim Parsons, gracefully sitting on 'Sheldon's spot', the weird, inexplicable pain I felt this afternoon as well.

"Hey," says Clarisse, as she sees me walking. All of the guys' heads turn to me, and I smile weakly.

"You look gorgeous!" says Beth.

I continue walking, and then place my bag on top of the table. "Thank you," I say, looking down.

The girls throw me a kind of naughty smirk, and I just stare at them confusedly.

"Hmmmm, look who's ready for the first date with handsome Mr. Colin," speaks Danielle, her eyes focused on me.

I roll my eyes, but wear a smile on my face. "Stop," I say, trying not to blush.

There is a pause, silence, but Clarisse manages to break it, as I suddenly start feeling some sort of anxiety again when I look at Jim on the TV. I really can't believe I'm interviewing him. Is he really as nice as people say? Hmm, I guess so. I was looking at several of his interviews this afternoon, and he is indeed funny, charming, and very nice, but...why do I feel strange when I see him? Why does my head hurt when I see him? Or is it only when I see him? That's what I've been noticing. Oh and with the word 'wonderful' as well. But what the hell does the word 'wonderful' has to do with anything?! All of this is just way too weird.

"So," starts Clarisse, taking a handful of popcorn. "Who will you interview?"

I feel my shoulders tensing at her words, and I take one deep, silent breath. I didn't want to let the girls know that I will be interviewing Jim, since they can't come with me, and I don't want them to get disappointed, but some other part of me shouts that I should let them know because if they ever find out, they might get even more disappointed.

"What's wrong?" asks Beth, as I didn't notice that I was wearing a worried expression on my face.

"Ohh ummm," I say, closing my eyes and shaking my head as if to come back to the real world. "Girls..." I continue, wearing a serious expression and sitting down on the couch. "I didn't really wanted you to know this, but...I feel like the best thing to do is to let you know."

"What's happening?" asks Clarisse with a worried tone of voice.

I turn to look at Chris, who already knows about the interview that I'll be doing with Jim Parsons, and knows that his manager didn't let anyone else come but me. "I'll be leaving on Thursday of this week to L.A., and on Friday, I'll be interviewing...Jim Parsons."

The girls throw an instantly excited look, and start shouting.

"AHHHHHH! NO WAY!"

"OH MY GODD!"

"WHAT?! ARE YOU KIDD—"

"But you can't come with me," I finish, as they all silence down in an instant, and turn to look at me, horrified.