Chapter 2

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I immediately froze in my seat. I was pretty sure my eyes were wide open, and my mouth slightly opened in awe. I felt like I was shaking all over, like an earthquake was happening. I wanted to laugh and to cry, to scream even though I couldn't found my voice. I blushed for a quick second, a very deep blush that covered me from head to toe, but in the next second it all drained out.

The guests that were being interviewed were none other than my all-time favorite boy group band, Unusual7. The seven guys that I saw on the screen of my computer every night, the ones I listened to everyday, that I even dreamed about, but never thought I would one day meet, were sitting on the white couch in front of the cameras.

They looked even better up close, and I just couldn't believe it. They were all in shirt and suit pants, in some kind of matching wardrobe, but with different colors. Even with most of them turned with their faces away from me, I could recognize them all.

At the furthest left was Oisin, the youngest member, with a diamond shaped face, his black hair trimmed not to short, layered bangs covering his forehead. I could imagine his blue curious eyes taking in the place, with a little smile on his thin lips, his birth mark on the left of his tiny nose almost disappearing through the camera.

Next to him was Theon, the one he was closest to in the group. Theon had a triangular shaped face, with shorter hair, leaving his forehead clear and not hiding his prominent ears, painted blonde even though his natural hair color was light brown. His smile extended from his lips to his brownish eyes, sparkling with a childish joy he always seemed to have.

Lucius was teasing Castiel that was sitting next to him. He returned his hair color to dark brown, I noticed. It was his natural hair color and somehow made him seem more approachable. He just had this bright personality that showed even when the cameras weren't rolling. His light brown eyes just sparkled every time he made someone laugh, illuminating his oblong face.

Castiel was trying not to smile despite Lucius attempts, since he was known to be a very serious person, only occasionally remembering his young age and acting accordingly. His black hair somehow made him stand out, being very voluminous and contrasting with his greyish small eyes and small triangular face frame.

Revel had a haircut as well, being very short on the sides, almost shaved off, but with a wave of light brown puffy hair on the middle, a wave falling in his big forehead, just above his dense eyebrows and big brown eyes. He had a smile on his thick lips. His jawline seemed even more prominent, defining his well-known square face.

He was talking to Ethanael, who stood taller than the other members, with his long legs and big shoulders. The wavy dirt-blonde hair style suited him marvelously, framing his oval face and complementary with his big brownish eyes. His long lips seemed even pinker than in the photos I've seen and were in an open smile while talking to his friend, showing his white teeth.

Lastly, Aiden was on the far right, the closest to me, standing silence by choice. His hair was still reddish, which made me flutter since it was the look that suited him the best in my opinion. The hairstyle complemented his heart-shaped face. It was straight short hair but big enough to make a wave that almost covered his right eye. It would be a sin to hide those beautiful dark green eyes, that were at the time amused, enjoying seeing the members entertained and happy. The corners of his small full red lips were slightly up, making his eyes smaller just a bit.

All of a sudden, I just wanted to hide. I felt very sick, very light-headed. Not like this. I didn't want to meet them like this.

If I ever were to meet them, I would put on my best dress, I would put make-up on. I would lose weight and wear contacts. If I ever were to meet them, I wanted to look my best. Not because I wanted them to like me, I knew that wouldn't happen. Because I couldn't stand the thought of disappoint them.

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