Yup. Here's another one. Enjoy! ;)
Lydia was so excited! She was going to her first R5 concert! All of Lydia's friends and coworkers told her she was "too old to like a Disney band", but she didn't care. It's not like they were really a Disney band anyway. Yeah, they were signed to the Disney label, but they were far from a 'goodie two shoes' type band. Also, Lydia was 25. She may be a little older than R5's regular demographic, but that didn't mean anything. She looked young and could pass for 18 or 19, so she didn't figure anyone at the concert would know she was older anyway.
Lydia's favorite in the band was Riker. He was the reason she even got into R5 in the first place. She had seen him on Glee and thought he was really cute, so she decided to look him up. She found out his name was Riker Lynch and he was in a band and decided to look them up on Youtube. The first song she found was 'Say You'll Stay' and she loved it. That is what started her descent into madness. She now had an entire wall dedicated to the band in her bedroom full of posters from the teenybopper magazines they had been in. She felt no shame. It's not like anyone would see them anyway. No one was ever in her bedroom but her. She didn't have a boyfriend and she wasn't really interested in having one. A little voice in the back of her mind told her it was because she was hoping something would happen with Riker, but she ignored it because that is ridiculous. He would never go for someone like her. She was nothing special. She was 5'4, blue-green eyes, and medium length dark brown hair. But she was going to try her damnedest to get him to notice her at the show.
The day of the concert was a hectic one. Lydia had taken the day off from work so she could leave early to make the hour and a half drive to the venue. She got up and took a shower. She'd shaved the night before so she didn't have to do that. She got out and dried off before putting her hair up in a towel and doing her makeup. Then she took her towel off her head, leaned over, and dried her hair upside down just enough that the roots were dry and let it air dry the rest of the way. After that she went to her bedroom to get dressed. She wore black leggings, brown knee high boots, and a hi low cream colored racerback tank top. She had a decent tan so the cream really helped bring it out. She also wore matching light pink undies, ya know, just in case. After she was ready, she grabbed her purse, looked through it to make sure she had everything she needed, then headed out the door. She hopped in her car and made the hour and a half long drive to the venue.
As she got closer and closer to her exit, she started to get butterflies. This was it. She was finally going to meet Riker (and the rest of R5) after 3 years of being a fan. She was so excited that she could barely focus on the traffic. After what seemed like forever, she finally pulled into the parking lot. She got out of her car, shut and locked the door, and made her way to the line. She made sure she was at least 6 hours early. She wanted to be at the front of the line. That way she would be the first in and have the best chance to get directly in front of Riker.
She was the only one there at first. After a couple of hours, other people showed up. Mostly teenage girls with their parents. Lydia felt sort of out of place, but she wasn't going to let anything change her mind.
It was finally time for the people with Meet&Greet tickets to be let in. Mark walked up and Lydia showed the print out of her email to him. He found her name on the list, checked it off, smiled, and sent her on her way. She showed her ticket to the proper people and continued walking into the venue. Next, she came to Andre who told her where to stand to wait for the pictures. This was the part she was most nervous about. She was actually going to have one on one time with them. With him. As other people started to line up behind her, Lydia started to get more and more nervous. She knew she was being ridiculous because there was no reason for her to be nervous. They were just normal people. Normal, beautiful, super talented people. Ugh.
