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They had stayed overnight underneath the stars. Armed with sleeping bags and
bags of snacks, they were joined by others. In just a few hours, the line had
grown and snaked all the way to the back of the building. Ally was ecstatic.
She and her best friends were among the first few who had secured the premium
spot, right at the edge of the red carpet. Now, they only had to pass the time.
Spending time this way
was painless for her as they chatted the night away.
Morning broke, yet there were still a few more hours before the first
limousine would appear. Ally and her friends had to find ways to hide their
bleary eyes and unwashed faces. Short trips to the nearby
washrooms, made in turns to ensure that their spots were not taken up by some
hungry vultures, and layers of make-up had transformed them into fresh-faced
fan-struck teenagers.
A few bites of food and hasty gulps of coffee gave them that much needed
energy to wait for the stars. Their bodies were driven by the excessive caffeine
and soon they found themselves rather hyperactive
and bubbly. They got even bubblier when the streams of bodyguards and security
officers began to take their posts. The air crackled with festivity. Ally could
not wait for the clock to strike ten. That would be the time the stars would
arrive.
Soon, it was time. Loud screams reverberated into the air as everyone started
to jostle further and further to the front. Ally was squashed but she did not
care. She was right in front of the red carpet with only a velvet chain that
separated her from her idols. She knew that she was in the most coveted spot
ever and she was not willing to give it up. Not even for her life!
"They are late!" she grumbled. "Always fashionably late!"
Then, a wave of hysterical screaming reverberated through the air, signaling
the arrival of the first star. Ally mentally forgave her stars for being late
and joined the hysteria.
The stars arrived, one by one. Ally and her friends went wild with excitement
but they still reserved their exuberance for the special one. Their necks craned
hard to see if their special idol had arrived.
Then, an extra piercing scream from her best friend indicated that he was
sighted. He sauntered on the red carpet, giving them that famous megawatt smile.
His outfit was really flamboyant and screaming
for attention. On any other crooner, it would be a laughing stock. On him, it
was perfect.
Eyes widened with pleasure as hands tried to grab the edge of the costume.
The glittering costume was his signature trademark. Ally was the closest to him
and could very nearly curl her impatient fingers
around the glittering blue fabric. Her mouth set in a tight line.
She stopped screaming, intent on her 'prey'. The wild screams of the swooning
crowd was suddenly obliterated in her mind. She could only see the blue fabric.
Ally strained forward. Nearer and nearer she
went. She could almost touch the cubic zirconia when suddenly, she fell forward.
The velvet chain fell along with her, as with twenty other fans. For a moment,
Ally saw his blue eyes and then everything became black. |
