Taylor's in this chp!! Yay! -R
"Liza! LIZAAAA YOU CANT CATCH MEEEE"
Maisie skipped alongside the water as her older sister struggled to catch up to her. Tag was a game Maisie took quite seriously, and looking ahead of her, the beach was quickly coming to an end. All that remained ahead was a fence and a rock wall.
She wasn't about to just let Liza catch her.
As her older sister got closer and closer, Maisie weighed her options before skillfully climbing the rock wall and slipping through not one, but two fences. Holding her teddy bear by the arm, she looked back as she was running and watched her sister stop at the foot of the rock wall and begin gesturing wildly.
What on earth was Liza doing?
It was but five seconds later that she bumped into a figure and went down, collapsing into a small heap on the ground. Fearfully, little Maisie looked up to find a rather broad man sneering at her and her teddy was firmly in his grasp. He grabbed her by the arm and screamed at her as her sister finally made her way to where Maisie was being held and yanked her out of the man's arms.
It was then that Liza simply freaked out. Maisie watched with great interest as Liza screamed at the man as the man screamed back at her. Liza never did this.
"She is 5 for goodness sakes!! She has no idea what trespassing even means!! Who do you even work for anyway?! They must be as mean and presumptuous and rude as you are.. Who are you to scream at a five year old!!? We're going right now".
Liza grabbed Maisie and was about to head down when the security guard caught her arm. Baring a gnarly grin, he informed her that trespassing was a crime and the yelling continued once more.
Unnoticed to the crowd outside was the small group of people inside the mansion who were concernedly watching the spectacle unfold. 26 year old singer/songwriter Taylor Swift stood shocked gazing out the window with her parents right beside her. The group was quite confused as to how they were going to handle the scuffle that had broken out in their backyard.
This sort of thing had never happened before, at least never when Taylor occupied the mansion.
The 26 year old stared out the window in evident shock as she watched her security guard scream at the two girls who didn't look older than twelve. The oldest of the pair continued screaming as Taylor watched the younger of the two erupt in tears and make her way to a bench where she curled up into a ball.
Her security guard and the older girl hadn't realized that the younger one had snuck away. Taylor, in agreement with her parents, decided to quickly go out and address the situation before it got any worse than it was now. She slipped on shoes carefully and quietly before heading out the back door to where the little girl was seated on the bench sobbing. Taylor could only hope that she would recognize who she was.
As Taylor reached out to the little ball seated on the bench, her security guard took notice of her and completely stopped yelling. He assumed a horrifyingly smug expression, muttered something incoherent to the older girl, and then pointed in her direction.
Liza was quite confused as to why the security guard had stopped yelling. She stood a while longer, just watching him until she finally did turn around.
The situation couldn't have been any worse.
Taylor Swift, the Taylor Swift stood right in front of her. They had trespassed on her property and the rude security guard was hers.
Liza felt her throat close up, and she stood rigidly still as her little sister ran back to her. Little Maisie wrapped her arms around her sister before looking up and truly recognizing who the tall blonde lady was.
"Liza!!!! That's Taylor Swift!!"
The five year old conspiratorially murmured this to her older sister, who was still seemingly in shock. Maisie knew of Taylor's great importance to Liza. Her older sister simply idolized the singer and she was extremely confused as to why Liza was just standing still. The five year old tugged on Liza's shirt but was unable to get a response.
When Liza finally did talk, she spoke in a rapid high strung worried voice:
"Please...don't sue us we wandered in as an accident and we were just playing on the beach and Maisie didn't realize this was private property and we really didn't mean to trespass.. we were just leaving right now and it won't ever happen again"
Once again, Taylor was speechless. She had expected something along the lines of "OMG it's Taylor Swift!!" not "please don't sue me".
Was this really the reputation she was gaining now a days? She had to make a phone call to her publicist, Tree, immediately.
She opened her mouth to say something but her security cut in:
"Tay.. What's say we hold them until the police come?"
He said this in a joking manner, but that clearly didn't register to Liza. Taylor watched as the girl's face slowly turned pale and she tried to say something again, but was cut off by the girl.
"Please don't.. we..we're both really sorry please we're leaving..we're so so sorry please don't".
As Taylor tried yet again to say something, the worst possible noise pierced the air.
Police Sirens.
That was all it took. The older girl grabbed the younger one's hand and they ran, slipping through the fence and dashing at an alarming rate down the beach. The security guard laughed as he watched them go, and in that moment Taylor didn't think she had ever been as mad at someone as she was now. She faced her security with a sternness that made him stop laughing immediately.
"You've been dismissed for today. Please leave the premises".
The guard stared at his boss shocked before tipping his hat and leaving, as she had requested.
How on earth was she going to address this?! She hadn't even gotten the girls' names!! The thought that the group probably hated her now was quite upsetting and Taylor ran a hand through her hair before her mom's voice pierced her thoughts.
"Taylor honey.. look!"
Taylor turned around to find her mom holding a battered brown teddy bear. It must have been the little girl's. Once again Taylor felt extremely guilty. The little girl wouldn't have her teddy bear to sleep with tonight!! And it was partially her fault.
She examined the battered brown stuffed bear gently before discovering writing across the belly. Quickly bringing the bear inside, she turned on a lamp as to see better and squinted at the marking. Written in child's handwriting was a familiar inscription. Taylor nearly gasped as she read it aloud.
