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Finally, Hannah was ready to go down to the Teen Wolf set,
"Do I look ok?" I asked her, smoothing my shirt,
"You look fine," she insisted, climbing into the cab before me,
"Are you sure?" I asked, she turned to glare at me,
"Yes, now stop asking," She said, I stuck my tongue out at her and she returned the gesture, as we drove towards he studio I began to get a sick feeling in my stomach. Why was I doing this again? Maybe this was a bad idea. It probably was, "Are you alright?" Hannah asked me,
"Uh, yeah," I said, "Just getting a bit nervous," I admitted,
"You? Nervous? Whatever for?" Hannah asked I could sense sarcasm, "It's not like we're going to go befriend Colton Haynes so he can fall in love with you even though we're almost 100% sure he's gay," She said, "Oh, wait, we are," she said,
"Sarcasm, ha ha," I said, sticking my tongue out at her yet again. She grinned and looked out of the window.

Finally, we reached the studios where there were already tons of girls waiting around the Teen Wolf set area.
"Well, at least we aren't alone," I whispered to Hannah as we walked over to the crowd. We elbowed our way to the front of the crowd, past girls who held signs, girls madly texting, and girls who just stood patiently waiting for someone, if anyone, to emerge from the stage door. We finally reached the gate that held the girls back from the set. Hannah and I pressed ourselves against the gate; rather we were squished against it by the other girls,
"You so owe me for this," Hannah grunted as she tried to make some room for herself,
"You chose to come with me, I owe you nothing," I told her, trying to ignore the metal bars pressing into my stomach. After about a half an hour the stage door creaked open and the girls began to scream, out of the stage door walked Tyler Posey, Crystal Reed, Dylan O'Brien, and Colton Haynes. I gripped Hannah's arm,
"Look, Look, Look!!" I squealed as security came around to move the gates,
"I see them," She said, the girls began to rush forward to the four stars, Hannah and I tried to weave through them but they were very tightly packed together. Finally I spotted Colton and Tyler signing autographs a few feet away,
"Look," I told Hannah as I squeezed past a particularly small girl, "I see them," I said pushing through a pair of girls,
"Hey! No cutting!" One of them cried, grabbing my arm,
"I'm not," I said, wrenching my arm from her grasp, "I'm merely getting a closer look," I explained,
"Which is cutting, go to the back of the line," The girl said, placing a hand on her hip.
"No," I said, walking forward again, she grabbed my arm again and pulled me backward with such force that I stumbled backwards, falling backwards onto the cement and hitting my head with a sickening thud. I began to feel faint as I lay there, the last thing I remember seeing is Hannah bent over me and two other blurry figures headed my way. Then I blacked out.