CHAPTER ONE: Your Biggest Fan
"Chicken noodle... chicken noodle..." I mumble to myself as I scan the shelf for the soup. "Aha!" I finally find it and lurched forward to grab a can only to be tripped by a toddler chasing a ball down the isle. The kid walked away unharmed but I, unfortunately, fell flat on my face, taking out half a dozen soup cans with me.
"Clean up on aisle six," laughed a familiar voice behind me. " No, I'm sorry. Are you all right?" they asked. If it was who I thought it was, I was on the verge of implosion. I look up to find none other than Christofer Drew Ingle offering a hand to help me up. I take it and stand up. "Infinitely better now," I say happily. "Glad to here it. Looked like a nasty spill. You didn't hit your head or anything, did you?" asked Chris. I didn't answer right away because it was quite possible that I was unconscious in the real world right now and this was just a really excellent dream.
"Nope, I'm good. Thanks," I reply. "So you're Christofer Ingle. I mean obviously you already knew that, but what are you doing here in Joplin?" He laughed," Call me Chris. I'm just visiting home. Ya know, chilling with some friends and writing some music." "That's rad, I love your music," I say. "Really? Thanks, that means a lot," he says. "Don't you think it's a little unfair that you know who I am I don't know you?" I laugh because it's really ironic. "Actually, my name is Jane. Um, Jane Doe," I say sheepishly. Chris looks at me to see if I'm joking. I'm not. "No way! That is so rad," he says. It's ironic because Chris has a song called 'Jane Doe.' "Yup. Jane Doe Caulder," I say laughing.
"Well Jane Doe, would you consider coming to chill at the studio tomorrow? Only if you aren't busy or anything. And you can totally bring friends," says Chris. I smile. "Are you serious? I would love to come!" I exclaim. Chris smiles too, my heart melts. "Rad. 'Round two-ish?" he asks. "Two would be... yeah. Two would be perfect," I reply. "Awesome... oh." Chris picks up a soup can and gets down on one knee. "Your soup, Miss."
"Not gonna lie, I just died," I say accepting his soup. "Is that a good thing?" asks Chris, obviously confused. "Without a doubt."
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Your Biggest Fan (NeverShoutNever fanfic)
FanficJane Doe is seriously obsessed with NeverShoutNever. Then again, that might be an understatement. When Jane bumps into Chris randomly and gets the chance to hang with him, SHE TAKES IT! She's resisting the urge to just flat-out fangirl until she rea...
