Just a Fangirl? (editing)

01

Annika

"Nikki!" Cami, my best friend, yells. 

"What?" I question, looking up from my homework.

 "He's live!" 

"How long?"

 "Just now. We can be the first ones!" She taps on her screen rapidly until Hunter's face pops up on the screen.

"Hey Camille, Thanks for being #1. I love you," Hunter smiles. We squeal as the words roll off his tongue.  She types, "Can you guest us?" 

"Yeah. I'll guest you," He says smiling. We connect and he looks at me. 

"Is that Annika? (How he pronounces it is Ann-ika) The person behind myboo_hunter?" He asks. 

"Yeah but my name's pronounced On-ika," I smile.

 "Oh sorry." 

"It's fine." 

"I'm going to dm you maybe we can talk later."

 "Yeah." 

"Ok, so what should we do?" He asks me. 

"Prank calling fans?" I ask, smiling at him. 

"Sure." I click on his recent photo and look through the comments. There are many comments saying, "OH MY GOD I HAVE HUNTER'S NUMBER!" I laugh at how ridiculous it is. I copy and paste the first number, using *67 of course, and call it.  

"OMG is this Hunter Rowland?" I ask. 

"No, but this is his sister, Megan." I laugh at her words. 

"Oh okay. STOP LYING BOI!" I yell into the phone before hanging up. Hunter starts cracking up. 

"That was hilarious," He says laughing. 

"My turn," He says calling a number. My phone starts ringing.

 "Hello?" I ask. 

"Hey," Hunter says on the other line.

 "Well now I have your number," He laughs.

 "You used star 61," I frown.

 "I'll text you later and it won't be private." He smiles. Cami squeals. 

"What?" I ask.

 "You're going to have Hunter's phone number!" She squeals. I look at the time. 6:30. We've been talking for 30 minutes. 

"I have to go," I frown. 

"Why?" 

"Homework," I sigh.

 "Okay. Bye Annika. I love you!" He says disconnecting me. I smile.

 "You just talked to Hunter Rowland for a half an hour. And you have his number. You are so lucky!" She squeals.

 "Yeah. Now homework," I say grabbing my folder. 

"You're so lame," She says with a laugh. 

"Hunter doesn't think so," I smirk. About an hour later my phone buzzes next to me.

"Who was that?" She asks.

 "The moon. Who do you think?" I laugh.

 "HE ACTUALLY TEXTED YOU!!" She asks. 

"Yep." 

Unknown: Hey Annika, This is Hunter. FaceTime me when you get the chance.

I change his contact to Hunter 💖 and FaceTime him.

 "Hey," He smiles. 

"Heyo." 

"Okay, so, I may or may not want to invite you to something," He says quietly. 

"What?" I ask.

 "Would Camille and yourself like to join me on tour?" He asks. 

"You're asking me to go on tour with you?" I ask in disbelief. He nods. 

"NO WAY!!" I squeal.

 "Do you mind taking me to ask your mom?" He asks. 

I nod as I exit my room and walk into the kitchen where my mother was. I hand her the phone and let Hunter talk. He explains the deal to her. 

"I guess you can go," she says. I squeal. 

"I'll talk to Cami's mom," She says grabbing her phone.

 "Thanks, mom." I hug her tightly.

 "Who's Cami?" Hunter asks.

 "Cami is Camille's nickname." 

 I walk back into my room and tell Cami her mother said she could go. She squeals.

 "Okay,  Annika do you need me to go?" He asks.

 "Do you want to go? And call me Nikki," I say.

 "I don't want to go but I have to. And you need to do your homework," he says.

 "Okay." 

"Bye!" He hangs up.

Cami smiles at me. 

 I shrug and bite on the end of my pencil. After all the years of wishing. I am that fan.