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Okay first of all; I am So very sorry for this Way too late update.. I just didn't know what to write anymore so I like quitted, and now I'm starting again :) Yes, very random of me. Okay whatever, I'm just going to continue the story now :)
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Okay, so after about half an hour there was the announcement that everyone should take place because the show would start in five minutes. The whole time we were there I didn't really say that much, well there didn't happen much either so it didn't really matter. My mind kept thinking back about the moment I saw the blonde. I really hoped that I would see her later the show, or maybe even during the after party. Actually I didn't wanted to go at first, because I was really tired from the flight, but I figured this could be my chance to meet her, and maybe even try something one her! Well, okay, not in a sexual way or something. I just wanted to get to know her. It would be a lot easier 'cause maybe she would also have some alcohol in her body already, wich would make her loosen up.
As soon as I thought about this, my mind started making all kinds of weird plans to communicate with her;
Plan A:
If she was really drunk I would just come slowly dancing in her direction, and then eventually get closer to her, talk to her and take her to her house or hotel room if she was too drunk to walk by herself. I smiled at this, because of two things: The thought of me carrying her home bridal style and being close to her, and the though that I couldn't dance AT ALL. Even a nearly passed out alcoholic could see that I couldn't dance.
Okay, really bad plan. Maybe she wouldn't even drink, so that plan wouldn't work in anyway. God I'm so good at making plans. Not.
Well, next up; plan B.
I would walk past her and 'trip' over my own feet, and 'excidently' splash my glass of water over her shirt. That way I could offer her to drink coffee with me sometime, to apologize...
Okay, another bad plan. Because she'd probably think I'm really clumsy for tripping over my own feet, and I don't think that is her type of girl. If she even is gay then. And also, she'd probably don't like it if some kinda weird girl throws water over her clothes, 'cause that's like, extremely uncomfortable to wear, and even a bit embarrasing. Nope, it's not gonna be this plan either.
I laughed by the idea that I was actually really preparing this, pretty lame. And now I also looked lame, 'cause I was in my seat, while everyone around me was talking to someone else, laughing. On my own. Yes, I actually do that quite a lot. Very charming right? Again, no, it's not.
Okay, whatever I'll just make up a plan later I thought by myself as Jessica, who was also not in a conversation, turned over to face me.
"Having crazy ideas again sweetheart?" She said, chuckling.
"As a matter of fact, I do." I replied smiling, trying to look innocent.
"Okay, tell me now girl, 'cause you keep slipping away in your thoughts for the whole night now." She said. "Oh, and by the way, that look of you doesn't affect me now, and it never will." She said, laughing as my face turned in a fake-grumphy expression. "Is it about a girl?"
"No." I said a little to fast, and turned away to hide my laugh. I obviously can't lie at all.
"Okay, who is it?" She asked cheerful.
Just before I could say something the show started. Thank God.
There were some cool performances, it really sucked we couldn't perform now, but next time we will, Hayley had said.
"Okay, so now the award for 'Best Newcomer'!" The host, Rihanna for now, said.
"Oh my God, Avril, we were one of the nominees for that!" Hayley said, taking mine and Ryan's hands.
Rihanna continued. "The nominees are...
Lady GaGa,
Justin Bieber,
Devons Hill,"
Hayley's grip on my hand tightned by the calling of our band, and I suddenly felt I was becoming nervous. The crowd clapped and whistled enthousiastic.
"And Jessie J."
"Well, let's see who won, shall we now?' Rihanna said laughing as the crowd cheered.
"And the winner is..." She continued. I looked at Hayley, who was giving me a nervous smile. Then I looked at Jack, who was too absorbed in the tension. I looked back at the host.
"Devons Hill!" Rihanna said, as the crowd cheered and whistled happily.
"Oh my God!" Ryan yelled as he jumped up from his seat with his hand covering his mouth. I couldn't help but laugh at his voice that was high pitched and sounded... Gay. He was such a sweetheart though, and I smiley by myself.
Then it hit me.
We had won. We had actually won an award. My first one ever! My eyes grew big from excitement and I gave the band a hug.
We walked towards the stage together, climbing it. I was absorbed in the shock, but then realised, that we actually had a great view from here. My thoughts automatically flipped back to the girl I saw before. Maybe I could see her from here somewhere.
I tried looking at the seats where all the celebreties and important people where, but I didn't spot the dreadlocks. My eyes followed the path that was between the stage and the fans, where the guards where standing. She wasn't there. In the meanwhile Ryan had held a thanking speech for everyone, wich I was glad for, 'cause I hate talking in front of a lot of people. He was done, and we walked of the stage, the crowd still cheering loudly. I took one last glance back, and noticed something behind the curtains, someone backstage.
Blonde dreads again. I got nervous at once, and kept looking. I think she was looking directly at me, in the eyes, but I couldn't see it very well with the bright light shining in my eyes.
If it wasn't that Hayley held my hand tight, I would have fallen on my face right now, 'cause being absorbed in the situation, I didn't notice all the cables that were laying loose on the floor. I tripped, but Hayley catched me.
No just kidding.
Well, I was kidding about the fact that she was holding my hand. She wasn't there. The cables were, I fell. Hard.
I hit my head in the side of the stage. That was the last thing I remembered, before it went black in front of my eyes.
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Okay dear readers, that was it for today! I'll try uploading tomorrow.. But I REALLY have to do homework now.. like, a lot of homework wich I'll never be able to finish. But whatever :)
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Devons Hill (GirlxGirl)
Teen FictionAvril is a 16 year old, formal producer. She now has joined a band as the lead guitarist; Devons Hill. One night, at the MTV VMA's she sees a girl, with blonde dreads. Just in a flash. When an accident happens she meets the girl from before. What wi...