Life As Me, Fiona

Chapter 2

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A couple of hours later, I opened my eyes as the pilot told us we were landing. From the plane's window, I could see the beautiful nature and wondered why there was danger in this world when it's so beautiful?

The plane pulled of at the very grounds of Wisconsin. I came down with my bodyguards and one of my bodyguards, Jake, ordered a limo for us. Well, for me actually, but Jake and Sam (my other bodyguard) were coming too.

I would be doing a signing at Stevens Point in two hours, although I was dead tired. Good thing my concert was tomorrow so I didn't have to worry about fainting on stage in front of thousands of my fans.

The limo came in ten minutes, and while waiting for it, some people had caught glimpse of me and had asked for autographs. Our ride finally arrived and the driver drove Jake, Sam and I to Top Choonz, a new music store that had just opened in town and I'd be doing my signing there.

We were at Top Choonz a couple of minutes later. Millions of fans were screaming and holding up posters of me. There was a long queue wating and at the beginning of the line, a red velvet chair stood. I was supposed to sit there while signing my fans' notepads, CD's of my songs and many other things. The manager of the store made a speech about thanking me of officially opening Top Choonz, and I began to sit and sign.

A bouncy twelve-year-old girl with long brown hair came up first with her mom. The girl held out a notepad and a black pen over to me as she said, "OMG I cannot believe I'm meeting Fiona Anderson! This is the best day of my life!"

After I signed her notepad, I said, "Thank you for coming. I appreciate that."

More people began to come. I couldn't feel my hand as soon as the line was going to end. Then, at the end of the queue, I spotted two girls. I decided to put my plan into action. Okay, so since you don't even know my plan, I'm going to explain.

I'm planning to give whoever is on the end of the queue my number so he/she could call me and help me with the fact that my manager is blackmailing me. I chose a person at the end so that no one behind them could see what was going on. I already wrote my number on a piece of paper and I was ready to give it to the to girls until... Sam blocked their way. Great!

"Sorry, girls, but Fiona has to leave." He told them. That was a lie. I didn't have to go anywhere but go shopping, which can wait since it's up to me when to start!

"Um, Sam, I don't need to go anywhere." I told my over protective bodyguard quietly.

"Jenna wants you to leave early because she said you need to get enough sleep for tomorrow." Sam explained.

I rolled my eyes. "But two more autographs won't hurt," I snapped at him, and walked over to the two girls.

"Hey, Fiona! We're your biggest fans! Would you please sign my CD of you?!" The blonde girl asked. I smiled.

"Actually, specially for the last ones in line, I've already signed this paper for you." I told them, giving the paper that had my phone number in it. I hoped that they didn't open the paper to see if it was actually my autograph in it. They didn't. They squealed and thanked me about a thousand times.

I was grateful my planned had worked. Now I just had to wait and see if they called me and whether they'd believe my story or not...

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Okay, so it's been five hours and they still haven't called me! Right now I'm at a boutique and freaking out. Why haven't those two girls called me? Did they think it was a prank or something?

I know you'd probably think I'm silly for worrying like that but I have a HUGE problem. You absolutely have no idea how it feels like when your manager is cruel.

After the signing, Jake and Sam ordered another limo and we were in a small boutique. Actually, I was in the boutique. Jake and Sam went to a cafe nearby for a break.

Suddenly, my phone rang. It was an unknown number! Must be the girls! At least, I hoped it was. I answered the call and an unfamiliar feminine voice spoke through the phone. "Hello? Fiona Anderson?" The voice asked.

"Yes!" I said cheerfully. A bit too cheerful. "Um, yes, this is Fiona Anderson. So I gave you my number because..." Then I began explaining everything to her. She was shocked and grief-stricken by the time our phone call was ending. (And by the way, I was outside the store so the people inside the boutique couldn't hear me.)

Anyway, I hung up after the girl, who told me her name was Emma Parker, agreed to meet up with me and help me solve the problem. She promised not to mention any of it to anyone except the girl who was with her last time. The girl is her best friend but I didn't ask her name. We're meeting at the Dream Beauty salon after my concert tomorrow and to be honest, I'm nervous. There are lots of things that could go wrong during our meeting. But I let all those thoughts go as I went back inside the boutique. I paid for a dress I bought and went out. This was actually the first time Jenna is right: I do need to get enough sleep.

There's a big day waiting for me tomorrow.

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