Queens of Geek

CHAPTER THREE: TAYLOR

QueenOfFirestone:

Hey guys! I'm officially at SupaCon! I'm super jet-lagged but I'm so excited I probably won't sleep for days anyway!

Right now I'm in line waiting to meet the one and only Skyler!

Ahhhhh! FTFO!

This is my first time overseas. I was so nervous about the airport, going through security and doing all that gave me some serious anxiety. Am I the only one who feels like that? I mean, everyone else seemed so chill.

Sometimes I see someone at the supermarket or somewhere else mundane, and I just want to go up and ask them how they do it. How do they manage to do everything they need to do and go out in the world and be human without feeling the weight of it all crushing them into oblivion?

I'm forever observing, trying to learn how to be an adult human being by watching others, and constantly in awe of how easy some people make it look. And then I feel certain that something is wrong with me for not being able to do said normal, easy things with such normalcy and ease.

I'm rambling. I'll stop now.

Anyway, I just wanted to update you guys.

Here's a gif of Skyler being adorable.

I hit post, close my Tumblr app and slip my phone back in my jeans pocket.

"I can't believe I'm finally going to meet Skyler Atkins!" I say, jumping up and down excitedly. It's all I can do to stop myself from squealing and flailing my hands around, but I don't want to seem weird.

"What are you going to say to her?" Jamie asks, stretching his long neck out to get a better look at the stage. He's so tall he doesn't even have to stand on his tip-toes to see over everyone's heads.

"I've got it all planned out," I say. "I'm going to step forward, gently place my boxset on the signing table in front of her, and give her my biggest smile. Then, I'll shake her hand and introduce myself. I'll tell her that Queen Firestone is my hero, and that reading the Firestone books got me through primary school, and the movies got me through high school, and th-"

"Hey," he says, looking down at me. "I thought I got you through high school." He winks.

I roll my eyes. "Okay, okay. I'll tell her that the movies, and you, and Charlie got me through high school."

The line moves, and I practically leap forward. And then it stops again. "Can you see her?"

"Nah. She's sitting down."

Jamie and I have been waiting in line for five hours. He lifts the flap of his shoulder bag and pulls out two Snickers bars. He holds one out to me. "You want one?"

I shake my head. "Too excited about meeting Skyler to eat."

He raises an eyebrow. "Did you eat on the plane?"

"A little of dinner. But I was too excited about coming to America."

"So you haven't had a proper meal since then? That's, like, fourteen hours without food!" He shoves the Snickers in my face. "Eat. You're gonna pass out."

I scrunch up my face and wave it away. "I'll eat after. We'll grab a late lunch."

He looks at me like I just said I don't know who William Shatner is. "You're crazy."

"I'm fine. I'm running on pure adrenaline right now. You can feed me when I crash later."

He presses his lips together tightly and nods, satisfied. He throws the second Snickers back into his bag.