Grace G POV
"Hi, how're you doing?" I asked a 13 year old girl that came up to me at the table we were at. I absolutely loved meet n' greets, but there were easily over 1,000 people here.
"Oh my gosh, I love you. Congrats on you and Taylor." The girl smiled and I laughed.
"I love you too, You would be the first to say that here." I laughed a little harder and signed a poster for her.
I wrote down her twitter so I could follow her later today. I already had over 100 people's twitters to follow and I was absolutely tired.
"Hi how are you?" I asked for probably the millionth time. "I'm alright. You?" The girl asked and I smiled.
"Tired, but glad to meet you." She put her wrist out and I looked at her confused and I looked at her wrist. Scars all over.
I looked up with pain in my eyes. "What's your name?" I asked concerned and she bit her lip. "I'm Cecelia." She said trying to hold back tears, I stood up and wrapped my arms around her.
"It gets better. I promise you." I said and she pulled away wiping tears, she was Definetly 18 or 19.
"Write something on my wrist. I'll get it tattooed. You saved me." She said and I nodded taking her wrist in my hand.
"Forever"
I wrote it and she thanked me and I couldn't help it. "Taylor, I need a break." I said and stood up walking to the back.
I started crying, I didn't even realize how big of an impact I had on some of these girls and such.
I wiped my eyes after a 10 minute break and walked back out there, I quickly sat down and fixed my makeup and began talking with them, signing posters, and taking photos.
This was going to be a long meet and greet, but I was planning on doing some things later.
Taylor and the others aren't gonna know... Or find out.
