
Elizabeth :: Gabriella :: Minka
Elizabeth's mouth dropped. It was him, but she only saw him on TV a few hours ago. Standing up straight she walked to the front door of her small house, "You will not approach him, you are not a raging fan." She told herself, which was true, but it so strange seeing him like this. With a sigh she opened the door, stepped on the front porch, and looked at him. He had changed an awful lot and she wondered if he'd even recognize her, she highly doubted it. Should she say something? She wondered, it was a bit strange if she stared at him. She suddenly felt like an idiot, why did she even step outside? It's not as if he would recognize her, he'd think she is some older fan, trying to live the dream. Shaking her head she nearly stepped back inside, okay, if he looks over she will wave...if he looks over in the next five seconds, if not, she is going to retreat. Her plan was set and she couldn't but feel like a child.
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