Meeting Again (Evan Peters Fanfiction)

Meeting The Cast

I so excited to finally meet all the actors and actresses im was going to be working with. I just hope they like me...

For the party, i decided to dye my hair to more of a dirty blonde color. I always wanted to do this to my hair, so this was the perfect opportunity to do it. I wanted a fresh new look, and i needed to look good for this party.

I released the last piece of hair from the curling iron, making it bounce into a lovely ringlet. I smiled at my hair style, which i was proud to say i did all by myself. It was a half up due, and the hair that was up was held there by a flower-shaped crystal barrette.

My black strapless cocktail dress clung to my body. I looked pretty good, all i needed now was make up. As i applied a light shade of pink lipstick, i started to worry. What if i dont make a good impression? What if im under dressed? I was working myself up and i needed to calm down.

I was going to be fine.

I just need to make sure to make immediate friends with my coworkers, i want them to like me.

I grabbed the eye shadow and started to apply the smoky colors over the eye primer i applied earlier. When i got the smoky eye effect i wanted, i applied mascara to my lower and upper lashes to make my eyes pop.

I was all ready for the party, and i glanced at my phone. It was 5:30, and the party started at 6:00. I guess i had some time, around 15 minutes or so, so i decided on calling my friend Taissa (see? i worked her into the story :) ) and talk to her about the party.

I called her number and she picked up on the second ring.

"Hey babe! You psyched to meet

everyone?" she asked intently.

"Yeah, im still kinda nervous..." i answer truthfully.

"Dont be! You'll be fine. Relax, take a deep breath. Just think about it this way; you could be famous soon!" i smiled at the thought of being famous.

"Are you sure you can't come?"

"C'mon you know they'll kick me out in two seconds for not being in the cast. Besides, its your time to shine, Ana." That was her nickname for me.

Taissa always knew how to make

me feel better. I've known her since i was 7, me and her were partners in crime. Well, me her and Evan. We were the three musketeers. Until Evan moved away. We were best friends, i told him everything. He was the boy version of Taissa to me.

He helped me through tough times. I dont know where he is today, in fact i dont even remember his last name, thats how long ago it was. I know it was something that could be another first name, i just cant remember.

"I guess im just worried if they'll like me or not." I say to Taissa.

"Of coarse they'll like you, who wouldnt? Babe dont worry you'll be fine! Now i have to go, Dianne(her stepmom) is yelling at me to get off my phone and have some "Family Time."" i could hear her role her eyes through the phone.

"Okay okay, tell everyone i said hi."

"Will do."

"Ill call you after the party."

"Okay, bye!"

I hang up the phone and look at the clock.

5:45.

It was time to leave.

I grab a small wristlet purse and shove my phone into it. I grab my car keys off my night stand and take a quick look at myself in the mirror before walking out of my bedroom and towards the door. I have $20 in my purse, but im not sure if ill need it.

I start walking down the stairs in my cute sleek black heels. Im on the first floor in no time. I step outside and reach my okay-looking black car and hop into the driver's seat. I look at the address that was sent to me and type it into my GPS.

It says ill be there in 20 minutes.

I start the car and begin driving to my destination.

Around 20 minutes later i arrive at a beautiful white building that must be a restaurant. I hoped i wasnt under dressed.

I took a deep breath and turn the keys in the ignition, shutting of the car.

I opened the door and placed my high heel on the ground, stood up, and looked at the building before me before shutting the door again.

It was crazy to think that my life long friends could be behind that door.

Or my life long enemies.

"Its okay, Mariana, just be yourself."

i muttered to myself.

I confidently strutted up to the restaurant and opened the door without allowing myself a second thought.

Everyone was dressed is formal dresses and suits. Most of the guys wore black and white tuxes, while the girls wore simple yet elegant dresses. I looked like i fit right in, which was definitely a good thing.

I walked further into the dining room and was greeted by a blonde haired woman in a long light green dress and a white shawl. "Hello, dear. Are you Mariana?" She asked politely. I nodded my head. "Yes, i am." I smiled at her. She seemed friendly. "I knew it. Something about you just told me it was you." She smiled widely. "Sarah come here! Mariana is here!" She shouted to a brunette around 15 feet away, who im assuming was Sarah.

She was wearing a white v-neck dress that clung to her body and stopped just before her knees. She started walking over carrying a wine glass filled with a deep red liquid.

"Mariana, we have been waiting for your arrival. We couldnt wait to meet who would be playing Violet on the show! She's such and interesting and deep character." She smiled and i returned one back to her.

Sarah reached where we were standing and the blonde haired woman put her arm around her. "Im Lily by the way, Lily Rabe, and this is Sarah Paulson." I said "Hi" and shook Sarah's hand. "Nice to meet you! We couldnt wait to meet who would be playing Violet!" I grinned. "Nice to meet you, Sarah. You too, Lily."

Lily smiled. "C'mon hun, we'll show you around." I took her offer and she took my hand, pulling me along in the crowded room. She pulled me to a man who i instantly recognized as Ryan Murphy, a writer of American Horror Story.

"Mr. Murphy, its so nice to finally meet you!" i gushed. I was so excited to meet the man who was going to be writing a script for me soon. I couldnt wait to see more of his work.

"Its nice to meet you as well, Mariana. Your audition really astounded me. You'll make a great Violet." he took a sip of his champagne and smiled.

"Thank you so much, it means a lot that you would say that." i grinned. Someone was trying to get his attention so he excused himself and Lily and Sarah pulled me through the room to find the next person.

"I think you'll like the next one." Sarah said. "He's a real cutie."

"Yeah, just about your age too. Your 23, right?" i nodded my head. "Such a good age. Wish i was still 23." Lily laughed. "Are you not 23?" i say complimenting her on how young she looks. "Oh stop it. You're making me blush."

We ended in in the corner of the room where a young boy had his back facing us, talking to an older man who seemed to be in his 40's. The young boy had dirty blonde hair, that was a bit curly and wavy. It was long enough to cover his ears.

Im assuming that this is the "cutie" they were talking about.

"Evan, Evan." Sarah said, getting his attention. He turned around and the older man walked away, obviously done with their conversation. He faced me wearing a black and white tux and a bow-tie.

I looked at the boys face and my chocolate brown eyes go in contact with his, and i felt like i'd seen his brown eyes before. His whole face looked familiar, i just couldnt quite put my finger on it...

He smiled, making his adorable dimples appear for the first time. I definitely have seen these dimples before. What did Sarah say his name was...?

Oh my god.

"Hi." He said.

"Im Evan Peters."