The mini-concert ended minutes later, but there was still a mini press conference to be held. The press and Hanson were ushered into the balcony above via the private backstage elevator. Scarlet, deciding there was nothing better to do, followed them up there and sat right at the back of the room while Isaac, Taylor and Zac answered the questions fired at them. Scarlet laughed to herself at how stupid some journalists were.
After the press conference was officially over, some reporters still stuck around trying to get exclusive interviews.
“Some people are so desperate,” she snickered under her breath. But the reporters did eventually go, leaving Isaac, Taylor, Zac, Walker and Chris to pack up their equipment. Just as Scarlet was about to stand to help them, a blonde haired girl walked through the door. Scarlet followed her every movement. The blonde walked over to Taylor.
“Probably some teeny,” Scarlet mumbled under breath. The blonde tapped Taylor’s shoulder causing Taylor to turn around in shock. But once he saw the blonde, the shocked expression left his face as one of bliss and happiness filled its space. From her place at the back of the room she could just hear their short conversation.
“Hey, Taylor,” the blonde girl said.
”Hey, Sabrina,” Taylor replied.
“I watched you guys perform. You guys are awesome,”
“Thanks,” Taylor blushed.
“You’re welcome. Anyways, that’s all I came here to tell you. But I’ll see you ‘round the hotel, OK?” Sabrina asked as she lightly touched Taylor’s arm sending electric impulses throughout the whole of Taylor’s body.
“Definitely,” Taylor answered.
‘Is she flirting with him?’ Scarlet thought bitterly. Was she getting jealous of Sabrina?
“No, he’s just a friend. That’s all,” she whispered trying to convince herself that she only wanted to be Taylor’s friend.
"We are the youth, we'll take your facism away,"-Anthem For The Year 2000 by Silverchair