A day with James

That Day

This is my first attempt at writing fanfiction. (not really, but it isnt my best attempt.Sorry not sorry.) this is my James fanfiction.

If you don't know who James is... Click out. Good bye. Look up theodd1sout. Okay? Good. Now go

If you are still here, that means you either know who he is already, just looked him up, or you don't care who he is and you just want to read the short story. (I don't recommend the last one)

Now that we (most of us) all know who James is... lets get on with the story

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You bounce up and down in line. Your heart thumps faster and faster with each step closer. You are only 14 people away now. You clutch your notebook and bounce on your toes.

This line needs to hurry up.

After what seems like an eternity, you move up a bit. The next person goes. Then the next.

Man, what is taking so long?

You look down at your tee shirt. You remember the day it came in the mail... it seems so recent. But this shirt is almost a year old. Its a black shirt. The same shirt from the Fables video

. You remember looking for a shirt the exact day it came out. Although it wasn't commonly found, you dug deep and found someone had made a replica on redbubble. An excited squeal and the shirt was ordered. Days passed but the shirt didn't come. Then, after you finally gave up and decided to check your order again, there was a knock on the door. You jump from your bed and race towards the door. Your eyes search the ground for the package you have been waiting for. its small and white with little designs all over it. Finally. You quickly tore open the package and inside, was the best thing you have ever received in the mail.

You are thrown back to the present as someone taps you on the shoulder.

"uh... i think you can move up now." they say.

You look up. A huge gap is between you and the person in front.

"Oh!" you say, a bit startled. "uh, sorry!"

You sprint towards the person in front and try to gain your composure.

All of a sudden, the person in front of you moves inside the curtained area and you are left with nothing but a security guard in front of you. Your heart is beating faster, faster. You hands start to shake. You smile and take a deep breath. A minute goes by and the person is still inside. You start to feel sick. You are about to meet someone who you love and admire. Your face turns red and you feel a bit dizzy. Then, the security guard lets out a small grunt. He looks at you, then unhooks the rope blocking you, from your hero. You slowly walk towards the room. Your hands tightly grip your note book. You throat closes. Then... you see black.