A chandler riggs love story

Chapter 11

I walk back to my trailer that night, very exhausted. I see Chandler and Ammacie walking to the trailer next to mine. So I'm next door to Chandler. Great. I almost make it to my door when I hear my name being yelled by a high pitched voice. I turn around to see Ammacie running up to me and Chandler, blushing again, following slowly behind her. I smile at her and wait for her to catch up. "Hey, Alyssa! I just wanted to meet you officially. Chandler says you guys are old friends. I'm Ammacie," she rambles annoyingly. I shake her hand. "It's nice to meet you. I really have to go home, so I'll see you guys around," I say, turning and walking into my trailer. I don't wait for her to say anything else, because I'm afraid she will want to become friends, and I feel like that would be very awkward.

I finally arrive home and plop down on my bed. Scar is at some party, so I'm, luckily, home alone. I don't have to hide anymore, so I break down in tears. Seeing Chandler again was hard. I thought I was done crying over him, but I guess I was wrong. I had thought that he could do better than me, but now he's with that annoying bitch. Maybe I'm judging her too soon. She could be a really nice person. I groan and get up. There's no use crying about it. Chandler and I are done, and we have both moved on. It's not like I haven't had a boyfriend since Chandler. I've actually had two, but I broke it off due to lack of interest. Maybe I should get a new one, just for fun. I get in the shower, and then go to sleep, my mind set on meeting someone new.

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"Hey, wake up," I hear Scar say while she shakes me awake. I slowly sit up and look at the clock. 11 am. "What do you need, Scar?" I ask groggily and she laughs at me. "I was thinking-" she starts and i interrupt her. "Wow! You were thinking? That's new," I say laughing. "Shut up! Anyways, after this weekend, when the Walking Dead finale airs, you won't be able to leave the house without being mobbed by fans. So, let's go out to ice cream and a movie before you become famous," she explains and I smile. A girls night out is exactly what I need right now. "Okay, what movie?" I ask happily. "I'll surprise you, now go brush your hair bride of Frankenstein," she jokes and pokes my side. "Fine, I'll be ready in twenty minutes, now get out," I reply, pushing her out. Today's going to be fun.

After we get ice cream, we go to the movie theatre. It's a Wednesday, so hardly anyone is here. "Two tickets to the Lego Movie," Scar says to the cute worker when we walk up to the front. I burst out laughing at her choice of movie. "The Lego Movie?" I ask once we are inside. She flashes me a smile. "Of course! Everyone says I remind them of batman." I laugh again and we sit down. Oh my god that movie is hilarious! And Scar was right. She is totally batman. It makes me a little sad doing this though. Scar was right, soon I won't be able to do this peacefully. Still, it will be really cool to have fans.

Sadly, the day had to end and we had to go home. I had a premier to attend this Saturday, so I had to prepare for that. This means, I get to go shopping tomorrow! I get a text and I see it's from an unknown number. I look and it reads:

866-907-3235- Hey! Is this Alyssa Johnson's number?

Me: yes :)

866-907-3235- okay, good. This is Emily Kinney. Chandler gave me your number :)

He still has my number? Weird. I add her into my contacts and start texting again.

Me: ok :) so what's up?

Emily: we need to go shopping for the premier! Can you go with me tomorrow?

Me: sure. What time?

Emily: 12:00. Where do you live?

Me: 300 n 59 w. See you then!

Emily: okay! bye :)

I put my phone down and groan. I didn't really want to go with her, because she kind of annoys me, but I don't have anyone else to go with. "Guess who I'm going shopping with tomorrow," I say as she walks into the room. "Ummm... Brad Pitt?" She asks, grabbing two chocolate chip cookies Josie made for us off the counter and stuffing her face. "I wish! But no. Emily Kinney," I reply. "Whosh Emiwwy Kenny?" She asks with her mouth full. I laugh at her for a second and answer her. "Beth on the walking dead." She gives me a 'I don't fucking know who that is' look. "The blonde one that sings," I clarify and she nods in understanding. She swallows and laughs at me. "Good luck listening to her all day!" She says, and she walks back to her room.

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Emily knocked on my door the next day and, as I had thought, was overly cheery. "Hey, Alyssa! Are you all ready to go?" She asks in her sweet, happy voice. I smile and invite her in. "Let me grab my phone and wallet and then I'll be ready," I answer, going into my room, and Scar decides to go say hi. "Hello! I'm Ally's sister, Scar. You must be Emily Kinney," I hear her say nicely. I better hurry before she says something embarrassing. I quickly find my stuff and walk out of my room. "Alright, let's go," I say quickly, and Emily waves goodbye to my sister.

The whole car ride is just her singing along to the radio while I sat there awkwardly trying not to tell her to shut up. After a while of shitty music, finally a good song comes on. This is Gospel by Panic at the Disco plays, and Emily doesn't know it, so she reaches her hand to change it. "No!" I say loudly, surprising us both. "This is one of my favorite bands," I explain quieter and she smiles. "Okay. What band is it?" She asks. "Panic at the Disco. Have you heard of them?" Wow, I was actually having a conversation with her. "What other songs do they sing," she asks, and now I smile. I love talking about my bands. I don't know why, but it just makes me happy. "They sing: I write sins not tragedies, Ballad of Mona Lisa, lying is the most fun," I list off an she looks a little confused. "Their song names are really long," she says and I laugh a little. "Yeah, and most of them don't have anything to do with their lyrics," I reply and her look changes. I'm a little confused for a second. She looks very determined.

"Sing one of their songs, I might know it," she says and I shake my head a little. I do not want to sing in front of a famous singer. "I don't sing in front of people," I answer her awkwardly and she smiles reassuringly. "Come on. You had to listen to me singing the whole way here. I can suffer through a chorus," she jokes happily. "Um- sure I guess," I reply nervously. This is so embarrassing! She turns down the music and keeps her eyes on the road. At least she's not looking at me. I start singing the chorus of I Write Sins Not Tragedies, because thats their most well known song. I get through the chorus, blushing crazily and finally I finish. I control my breathing and wait for her to say something. When she doesn't, I look up to find her staring at me. "What?" I ask her and she grins. "I do know that song, and you are an amazing singer," she comments and I blush again. "Thanks, I guess," I reply awkwardly and I turn the music back up, ending our conversation.

We arrive at the mall a little while later and we head straight for the dress shops. Emily says it's because people will recognize her and might start to crowd, and we need to get the dresses before anyone sees. We enter the first one we see and start going through the racks. Luckily, we both find the perfect ones very quickly. Hers is a simple, long purple dress with one shoulder, and mine is a very cute strapless black dress. It goes to my knees in front, and goes longer in back. It has a gold band under the top, and is pretty flowy. It's perfect. We buy them and head out to find some shoes. I'm actually having fun, and, despite what I said earlier, I'm actually becoming friends with her.

At the shoe store, I find exactly what I need. Gold gladiator sandals. I buy them and start to imagine my outfit. I'm going Greek. "So are you ever going to tell me about you and Chandler?" Emily asks me as we sat down on a bench. Should I tell her? "Well his car broke down so he had to spend the night at my house. He kissed me a couple times, we went on a date, I got in a fight and broke some girls nose, he got mad, I ended it because I didn't think I was good enough for him," I say kind of quickly and she nodded. "So what did you do after that?"she asks me and I continue. "He went back home, I worked on my acting career, my sister and I moved here, and I got this job. There are no hard feelings between Chandler and I, and that was over a year ago. It's just awkward and weird seeing him now. I don't really know how to act," I finish and look at Emily. She opens her mouth to say something, but gets cut off by someone yelling her name. We turn towards the voice, and to my surprise, I recognize him. "Sam?"