The second we entered the mall, we were mobbed by the paparazzi. I mean, yeah I should have expected that, but it's still shocking how fast they can surround you.
"Kayla! Holly! Over here!" The paparazzi screamed.
"Oh my God! It's Holly Kingston and Kayla Burns!" Fans were yelling at us from all directions.
When George and Harold, cleared the way for us, both of us went to the table for the meet-and-greet. As soon as George and Harold let the fans form a line, we were immediately swarmed by fans. Holly squinted.
"Ha! I think the line almost goes out the door!" She turned to look at me. "We're going to be here the rest of the day, aren't we?"
"What," I questioned in a teasing tone. "I can't believe that even after all these years of being famous, you're still not used to this!" I exclaimed, still holding a teasing tone in my voice.
She started laughing and I soon joined her. I was so glad I wasn't going to be without Holly though these seemingly endless hours of screaming fans. I just hope that anyone from school won't be there, Dylan especially. I think you know why.
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"OMG! You are so much prettier in real life!" A fan squealed. Was that supposed to be a compliment?
"Thank you?" I questioned. She left and the next fan in line came up.
"Oh my, Gawd! You're Kayla Burns! And you're Holly Kingston! My names Bree, can you sign some of my things?" She squealed. I, I think I recognized her. Maybe she was someone from school? It was very likely because a I overheard a couple cheerleaders saying they were going to the mall. Yes that's it! She was the head cheerleader.
"Hi! Its nice to meet you! What do we sign?" Holly replied.
Bree handed us a bunch of posters and a couple t-shirts. We signed all of her stuff and just as she was about to leave, a shout rang out.
"Oh my God!" Holly and I looked at each other. "Look at her butt!" We almost fell off our chairs we were laughing so hard. Everyone close enough to us that heard the shout and heard us were laughing too.
Even over all the laughter, I could hear the person yelling.
"Dylan! Look! It's the love of your life!" It sounded suspiciously like Ross. I looked over at the two people shouting at each other.
Yeah, I should have expected that the queen bee would have her boyfriend with her. Surprisingly, it was Jesse and Dylan, not Ross and Dylan.
"Jesse, be quite! I'm talking to famous people!" Bree yelled at him. Poor boy, how in the world did he get stuck with the queen bee? Everyone knows that you never do that, or, if you do, you realize your mistake in the first minute you're with her, and you get the hell out of there! Maybe he's just an idiot.
She turned her attention back to Holly and me.
"Anyway, thank you so much! Oh! And sorry about the boys." She waved good bye aand picked up all her stuff.
Holly and I exchanged glances. "Well, it's always interesting to meet our fans." She seemed uncertain about how to respond. I just laughed.
"Please, Holly. She's the head cheerleader for a reason, and not just because she can do flips." I said in between chuckles. Holly just shook her head.
She may have been trying to be serious, but we could all see she was biting her cheeks.
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