Naomi's POV
I came down stairs after brushing my teeth, putting on makeup and putting my hair into a half up-half down style then putting a white bow to top it off.
For my outfit, I decided on:
-A Navy tank top with spaghetti straps and ruffles
-a pair of dark wash short shorts with some rips
- and a pair of all black vans
I made my way to the event room with a skip in my step. Before entering, I turned to my right to see girls banging on the door, they must've not been able to get tickets.
Some were crying, some were banging wildly and some just stood there waving. I decided to go out and take a few pictures or sign a few autographs.
I opened the door and the fans bombarded me.
I shielded myself with my hands.
I began talking to one girl. I ended up signing her shirt and taking a picture with her. The rest of the fans got the process right away and began forming some sort of line.
The group of fans grew larger and larger as time went on and I only had a few minutes til MagCon began.
Actually, cameras from local news channels from Dallas were getting in on the action.
But, I still wanted to meet my fans. They mean the world to me and it's not fair they didn't get tickets.
I was signing one girl arm when some guy began pulling me into the hotel. It was a security guard.
"Stop! I want to meet them!" I argued trying to pull out of his grip.
I struggled helplessly as the security guard finally pulled me away.
I blew kisses to my fans as some laughed and some cried.
"Y'all send me a dm on twitter, telling me you were outside the hotel and I'll follow you!" the fans erupted in screams as I smiled before the security guard brought me into the hotel.
He put me down and I mumbled a thank you, something like that.
"Where were you? We're going to start in five minutes!" Aaron began walking with me toward the event room.
"I know. I was outside meeting the fans who didn't get tickets." I explained and he shrugged.
We walked into the event room and I grabbed a mic.
"Vocal warm-ups." Mahogany informed and I nodded.
"Wooo, Wooo, Wooo." I hummed going up and down each time.
"Why do you have to do this?" Matt asked as him and Nash walked over.
"Warms up her voice so it won't damage." Mahogany told them. "Ok, do some whistle tones."
I practiced a few high whistle tones and hit them accurately most of the time.
"Great we have 1 minute." Mahogany rushed me backstage and the fans were let in.
My phone was blowing up with notifications. The DM's I asked them to send.
I began following the fans who told me they were outside. I even recognized some of them from their profile picture.
"Naomi your on." someone from the backstage crew informed and I looked around. Everyone was already on stage.
I shot up. I grabbed my mic and a water. Nash announced me and I ran out. The crowd burst into screams.
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The MagCon Singer
FanfictionSinging; to make musical sounds with the voice, esp. words with a set tune. Naomi Christopher was your average Vine celebrity. She sang, she loved it. When she got asked to join MagCon, she was on board right away. But was she ready to t...