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It's safe to say the rest of my night was not as fun. Isabel pulled me around like some sort of show dog, introducing me to directors, producers, writers, other celebrities. I didn't get back to my hotel room and into my sweats until close to 3 a.m., which isn't bad for a night in New York, but still.

I slept about five hours before being woken up to the sound of the room service cart rolling into the room. Rolling over, still swaddled in the very large comforter I grabbed my phone, doing my morning routine of scrolling through my social media feeds.

Bringing up twitter, I was instantly bombarded with news from the last 24 hours. Lots of posts were from last nights award show with pictures of certain people's outfits, someone's favorite performances, awards and so on. As I continued I came across a familiar photo of myself with Waterparks. It was the goofy one Awsten had posted the night before from some fan account. The caption made me smile "@awsten @waterparks hanging out with the actual queen @thesophiamontgomery? #whataGIFT"

I clicked the link to Awsten's twitter, instantly seeing the name 'BLEACH BOY' in all caps. I let out a giggle as I give him a follow, keeping up my end of the bargain. Everything he had was in all caps and he wasn't lying about only following a couple hundred people. I begin to scroll through his twitter, reading his most recent tweets, seeing the picture once again with a link to his Instagram. Do I full on creep this guy right now? Without a second thought I click the link and get sent to Instagram.

Our photo comes up instantly with a caption that only seems fitting coming from him. "MET A BIG CELEB LAST NIGHT. CAN YOU BELIEVE? ME EITHER. HI SOPHIA." I open up the comments and quickly type in a response.

thesophiamontgomery Hi Awsten 😊

I stare at it for a few seconds. Thinking way too critically about two words before hitting the post button. I back out of the post and continue to look through his feed, not too surprised by how aesthetically pleasing all of his pictures seem to be. Suddenly his hair changes from the lilac I know to a bright blue, and then a blonde. I stop myself from going any further back, and scroll up to the top, saving the picture of the four of us.

Opening my camera roll I decide to post a few pictures from the night as well. I choose one of me in my dress I had taken while getting all dolled up for the event. A picture of me on the red carpet, a picture of me with some other celebrity friends I had run into at the club later that night and the picture of Waterparks. I tag everyone accordingly and write a quick caption.

thesophiamontgomery Last night was amazing, thank you for having me @recordingacademy

"Sophia, are you up?" I hear Isabel ask as she opens the door to my room and peers inside. I look up from my cocoon and give her a thumbs up. "There's coffee and some fruit ready for you when you are." She's being weirdly nice to me right now, but I'm too hungry to question it.

I roll out of bed and shuffle out of my room, towards the smell of coffee. "Today shouldn't be too busy," she states, handing me a cup. "Jimmy Fallon asked if he could squeeze you into his show tonight."

"Definitely," I smile, nodding happily. Of all the talk show hosts he was one of my favorites.

"Perfect, I'll let them know," she says, pulling out her phone as she begins typing frantically. Moments later she looks up at me, not speaking, something she rarely stopped doing.

"What is it?" I ask, I don't want to beat around the bush.

"Ian is rumored to be in town," she states simply. My blood runs cold as I gape at her.

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