It was a quarter to 10. I knew that Hanson would be taking a route to their hotel that took nearly a half our. They did it to keep some of the fans from following them. The remainders of about 50 girls would stand at the hotel door. I came directly to their hotel. I have connections, I knew where they were staying.

I was standing out side the hotel, directly in front o the door when the bus pulled up. There were about 50 other girls there, just like I had predicted. They screamed and begged for autographs and pictures. The guys gave a few.

As they came closer to me I leaned out with a pad of paper and purposely knocked Taylor against the arm a little with it, to get his attention.

"Could I please have your autographs?" I broke my stare at Taylor to look at Isaac and Zac.

Just as Taylor was about to take my pen to sign his bodyguard got in the way. "I'm sorry, but the guys need to get inside now."

Isaac and Zac managed to decline me themselves. All in all the whole experience pissed me off. At least I could say I had met them again.

The other girls had left over fourty minutes ago. "I need an autograph." It was all I could think about. I was the queen of manipulation and Autographs. I could get anything from anyone at anytime. What the hell was wrong tonight?

I had a black jacket on, and so I knew that I blended in with the dark. I also knew that Hanson's room was right by the fire escape on the fourth floor on the right side of the building. So I climbed the fire escape.

Okay, maybe this was too far. Maybe it was stalking, maybe it was a cruel invasion of their personal space. I mean they're people not objects right? Oh well, I needed and autograph because I made a stupid bet for 50 dollars that I didn't have.

I climbed up the fire escape and stood outside the window. I could hear Walker in there talking to them. I waited for him to leave.

I watched Zac crawl into his bed, I saw Taylor and Isaac fight over who got to hold the television remote. Boys are so stupid sometimes, yet I still love 'em. Maybe I'm the stupid one.

In any case, I tapped lightly on the window. Then I tapped harder, since no one seemed to hear me the first time. Isaac looked up.

"Oh my God." He was saying. Soon Zac and Taylor were also looking out the window at me. I waved.

"Come on over here." I motioned with my pen and my pad of paper. "I just want an autograph." I could see them trying to decide what to do. I mimed the signing of an autograph. Zac laughed. Finally Isaac came over to the window.

"Could you please sign this."

"You need to leave before we call security."

Oh my god! How rude is that? Damn it! Doesn't he recognize me? "I just want an autograph and I promise I will be gone immediately afterwards."

He turned back to Taylor and Zac. Zac, no longer amused stalked over to the window and scrawled his name. "Now go away, I'm tired." He said. Reluctantly Isaac and Taylor also signed. I was so happy. Things were as they should be.

"Thank you so much you guys." I immediately turned to leave. I guess I didn't see Zac picking up the phone, but if I had that would have explained the two security guards at the bottom of the fire escape.

"Come on Miss." Damn you Zac. No wonder you were never my favorite.

I took a law class my freshman year. They never taught us that it was illegal to ask for an autograph. But I guess it is because Hanson sent me to jail for theirs.

"Wait! Don't I get one phone call?" The officer nodded in compliance.

I dialed as quickly as I could. "Hey, Maria? I got the autograph."

"Sweetie, its one o'clock in the morning. You had to get it to me by the end of the night, it’s the morning now. When you get out of jail, remember, you owe me fifty bucks."

Then she hung up on me. And can you believe it? Hanson put a restraining order on me! How could they do that? We practically know eachother!



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