Anonymous ~ A Carter Reynolds FanFic

Chapter 4

Carters P.O.V

May 14th

        I woke up in the hotel we had checked in the night before. The following people were here to put on a performance, and a meet & greet for the MagCon tour;

Nash Grier

Cameron Dallas

Matthew Espinosa

Aaron Carpenter

Taylor Caniff

Shawn Mended

Jack Gilinsky

Jack Johnson

and myself, Carter Reynolds.

        I push aside the covers and get out of bed. "I get shower first!" I yelled to the half awake Matthew, who just groaned in response.

        I walk into the bathroom, hop in the shower and let the water wash away pre-performance nervousness. After I was done washing up I got out and put on my cloths today, and then I started to do my hair,and lost track of time.

        There was a knock at the door, "Carter stop doing your hair! I still got to get in there!" Matthew yelled. I open the door, and stand in the door way, I point at myself, "This takes times." Matthew walks past me and pushes me out of the the bathroom and points at me, "That isn't anything compared to me." he laughed before he closed the door.

        I walk over to the bed and lay down and start checking my twitter newsfeed, most of the tweets were saying thing likes;

OMG when I see Carter I will die from the feels, like omg my body isn't ready. #feels #RIP

Can't handle this emotional roller coaster. #Nottallenoughtoride

On my way to see the baes. #Theydon'tevenknow

       

Then i decided to tweet about MagCon before I had to go;

Carter Reynolds: Can't wait to see all my fans in Los Angeles <3

        With that I got up from my bed and walked out the door with Matthew, we met up with everyone in the lobby, and got in 3 different cars and drove off to were MagCon was being held. When we got there we walked to the backroom, and we all just chilled before the show started.

        I looked at the time; 2:30pm. It's not even 3 and im ready for a nap, I probably shouldn't of stayed up so late talking to B. I thought to myself, I wonder what she's doing right now. I wondered, then I remember it was me who wanted to keep our idenities anonymous to eachother. What if she was a crazyed find girl that touched herself while worshiping satan? I thought to myself, Then again she talks so down to earth, and she listens to what I have to say. I can't talk to the others the way I talk to her, they would say something like "Grow a pair and move on." But she helped me, maybe someday we coul-.

"Carter!" Nash yelled, waking me up from my daydream. "It's time for us to perform." I nodded and followed him on stage.

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        "Thank you for coming Los Angeles! It was great to perform for you guys!" We all yelled and walked backstage, and lounged for abit. I went and checked my twitter, I retweeted tweets about MagCon and then I wondered what I wanted to do tomorow. Tomorrow we have a free day, then the Meet & Greet the day after.