Losing my other half

Meet & Greet

I woke up pretty excited for the MagCon Meet&Greet. I've meet 3 out of twelve. After several mix and matches, I had on a yellow-blue ombré half shirt with a black infinity sign with 'love' written in cursive, a black laced skirt, black laced tights, and black combat boots. What a mouthful....

Makeup made its way on my face. Just some lip gloss, eyeliner, and mascara. I grabbed some food from the downstairs food stand. At 11:15, I decided to go to the meet and greet. Apparently, Bill was sick. So I had to drive myself.

I walked up to the counter, "Ehm, excuse me?"

A lady perked up her head and smiled. "Yes?"

"I would like to get a rental car."

"There's an Enterprise right behind the hotel." She smiled and went back to work.

I walked outside and sure enough, there was an Enterprise. I walked up to yet another counter.

"I would like to rent a car."

"I need your ID, and credit card."

I handed her my ID, she approved, she gave me a spot number.

"Thanks." I walked back out side and found my car. It was one just like back home: silver Camry. I hopped in and started off to the hotel.

*after a bit of driving and lots of confusion*

I finally I arrived at the hotel. It had a huge pool, of girls. Screaming with signs in their hands and barley wearing clothing. Short shorts, half shirts. Oh, I guess I wear those back home. Whoops. I had to park several blocks down from the hotel. Fortunately, I didn't wear the heels I wanted to wear.

I got my way through the crowd of screaming girls and up to the guards and I said my name. "Hi, uhm, I'm McKenna Walker. The Jacks invited me...?"

"Yes. They did." He said in a deep voice, like Bill. The guard looked scared. I was in front of hundreds of girls. He unhooked the velvet rope and pushed me in, leaving the girls behind.

"McKenna! You came!" I saw Gilinsky with his arms held wide.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss it!" I hugged him.

"Well, meet the crew! Nash, Cameron, Aaron, Mahogany, Jacob, Taylor, Matt, Carter, Hayes, and Shawn!" I shook each and as Gilinsky went down the line.

"Can I have a picture?" I mocked in a teen girl voice.

"OMG YASSS" Cameron mocked back.

I got in a selfie position and everybody crammed in. Silly faces got plastered on faces.

"BART!" Nash called.

"WHET"

"COME TAKE A PICTURE FOR US"

A guy, which I was assuming was Bart, trudged over here. "Fine"

Everyone gathered around me. I was the center of attention. Cameron picked me up and held me bridal style. Nash stood on the left of Cameron, on the right Marleigh stood there, Gilinsky stood behind her, Hayes stood next to Nash, Mahogany, Aaron, and Shawn kneeled in front, Matt, Carter, and Taylor stood on either side of Cameron, and Johnson stood next to Gilinsky.

"1...2...3!" Bart counted. He handed me back my phone.

"Thanks." I smiled. "Cameron you can let me down now." I said wriggling to get out.

"So, Kenna, when do you leave?" Gilinsky asked biting into an apple.

"At three. What time is this over?"

"Two."

"Do you want ice cream?"

"Sure. Hey guys! Who wants ice cream?"

Cameron and Nash perked up ad waddled over to where we were.

"Ice cream?" They chirped.

"Yeah. My treat." I said flicking my eyebrows up.

"GUYS! ICE CREAM!" They shouted. Everyone scattered over here.

"My treat." I rolled my eyes.

Then everyone shouted their favorite ice cream. "Yeah yeah. Okay."

I handed everyone $5. They all stared at me confused and puzzled.

"I said it's my treat, I didn't say I would get it FOR you." That made them pout.

"You guys are on in 10." Bart said.

"Well I'm going to go-"

"Whyyyyyyy" Everyone said pulling out the 'y'.

"Well I need to pack, get to the airport an hour early. I got stuff."

"Ugh. Okay. Fine." Jack pouted.

"Bye McKenna!" Everyone chanted.

"Bye guys!" I hugged everyone and went back to the crowd of screaming girls. Mehhhhhh. I walked down to the car and started back to the hotel. After I returned the car, it was 12:10. I packed up my things, checked out of the hotel, and realized I didn't have Bill to drive me.

"Shit." I moaned. He was the best. So I got a different chauffeur that drove me to the airport.

"Excuse me. I need a chauffeur? Mine is apparently sick."

"Who was your chauffeur?" The lady was very grouchy. Like she hated her job.

"Bill? Looks like Morgan Freeman a little bit."

"You are very racist." She sighed and picked up the phone.

"Yes. I would like a chauffeur. Uh huh. Now please. it'll be on it's way." She sighed.

I just walked away with a cookie in my hand. I plopped down on the soda out in the lobby and waited. After about ten minutes, a man in a suit came walking in.

"You. Combat Boots. Your chauffeur?"

I met the chauffeur, who was at least 10 years older than me.

"I'm Matt. I'll drive you to the airport." He said smiling.

*at the airport*

"Thanks Matt." I said grabbing my bags from his hands.

"You're welcome." He said staring at me with dreamy eyes.

"Creep." I said pushing him out of the way. Finally, I got through security and I waited.

(A/N: sorry I haven't been updating this week. I got behind and busy. But you guys have a great 4th of July!!)