[Haley’s POV]
“Hey everyone!” I said as I sat down at the table.
The first fan to come up to me I could tell was really hard core. Besides the fact that she must have done some serious running to get first in line; she was totally decked out in my merch. Her shirt said, “I only see in SHADES OF WHITE” and it looked like she had it made, since we didn’t make shirts that said that.
“I LOVE your shirt!” I said immediately.
“Really, you do?” she said, barely able to breath.
“Yea, do you mind if I borrow that saying?”
“No, go ahead! It’s all yours!” she said, excitedly.
We talked a little longer and I signed her CD and poster, then it was on to the other hundreds of fans. I got asked who I was dating to how I kept my figure, and what happened between me and Nick, since I dropped out of the tour after our public kiss onstage…
“Okay time to change,” my manager said as she pulled me away only moments after I had said goodbye to the last fan.
“In to what?” I asked, walking quickly down the hall.
“I had a dress delivered, just put it on and be ready in ten minutes,” she commanded.
I sprinted down to my dressing and walked in to find a magenta dress hung up in my chair. It wasn’t hideous at all. Maybe not a color I would normally wear, but not terrible. It was a bit plain though, but I didn’t have time to spice it up.
The dress:
I had to redo my eye shadow, since I was wearing a light shade of blue. I was ready with a full minute to spare when Kat, my manager burst through the door.
“Come on, we’re running late!” she screamed grabbing my hand and pulling me out of the chair.
“You said I had ten minutes!” I argued.
“Really? Well I meant five. C’mon, LET’S GO!”
