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Relieved

Disclaimer: Copyright 2001, Liv. All rights reserved. No part
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permission from the author. Any resemblance to persons living or dead
is purely coincidental.

This is not my story!!! Talk to Liv for comments...or send them to me to forward to her if you're too lazy!

Part Three

"It's now time for a game called duet. This is for Jeff and Wayne." Drew got up and went to the 5th row center audience. He stopped at Emma's chair.

"Yeah, go Emma!" I rooted! I finally realized what I had done and I covered my mouth, blushing and giggling. I hid my face when the camera zoomed in on me. Ryan and Colin could barely contain themselves in laughter.

"What do you like to do for a living?" Drew asked Emma.

"Um... writing stories." She said.

"Anything in particular?" Drew asked.

"No. Just fan fiction and stuff." Emma responded.

"All right. You're name is Emma isn't it? I thank Liv for that too." Drew said, looking at me.

"Ha-Ha, Drew. You're killing me." I said sarcastically.

"Well anyway, come on down and meet Wayne and Jeff." Drew said.

I looked at Emma in jealousy. I wanted Jeff to seranade to me. I sighed. 'Oh well.' I thought.

"You will be singing to Emma in the style of A*Teens." Drew said.

I sat boltright up my chair and screamed: "YES!!!!!" I was pumping my fist also. The audience couldn't stop laughing. I sat back on my chair. 'Grr... Why am I doing this?' I thought to myself. Laura Hall and Linda Taylor played their pianoes and guitars to "Bouncing off The Ceiling (Upside Down)". I grinned.

***

"That was the best show alive." I said to Ruth, Sandy, Gail, and Emma.

"I know, it was!" Cher said.

"And the best part is outside." Ryan said, sneaking up on me.

"What is it?" I asked.

Jamie smiled.

"Close your eyes." Colin said.

I closed my eyes, and Ruth and Sandy led me outside. When I opened my eyes I saw a tall figure with black hair. "Oh my god." I whispered. "It can't be." I muttered. The man turned around. My mouth dropped open. "Die...Die...Diedrich...B..B..Bader?" I managed to say. He nodded. My knees buckled.

"I knew you'd like it." Jamie said. I nodded, still looking at him.

"Ryan told me that you were one of my fans. Well it just so happens, that I have some reservations at a restaurant. You can bring all your friends too." He said.

I looked at my friends. "Want to come?" I said.

"Oh, no we can't! We can't do that to you, just go!"

They all said. "I take that as a yes?" I said.

"Yep!" They all said. Diedrich and Ryan laughed. I smiled. Weakly.

*At the Restaurant*
"S...So how's your w-wife?" I asked Diedrich, still trying my best to pronounce my words correctly.

"She's doing good. She's at a rehearsal thing." Diedrich said.

"Oh. Cool." I said.

Meanwhile, Jamie was amusing herself talking to Colin Mochrie. I smiled at her. Emma was writing a new sequel to a story she wrote the other day and posted it on the Message Board.

"Listen... Colin told me you had no place to stay..." Diedrich said.

"Yeah." I said.

"Do you work well with couches?" Diedrich asked.

"Um... yes." My heart pratically burst.

"Well.. it has a fold-a-bed thing..." Diedrich trailed off.

"Oh. My. Gosh." I whispered.

"Do you think you could stay for a couple of days? Weeks maybe?" He asked.

"Yes!" I blurted out. "My parents are moving here in California, and they need some time to get things settled, so it'd be perfect!" I said.

Diedrich smiled. "Good." He said. I nodded.

I leaned over to Ruth and I said. "Pinch me." Ruth pinched me. It hurt. I wasn't dreaming.

"Well, I better show you around." Diedrich said.

"Yeah." I said. I waved good-bye to my friends, and I got in Diedrich's car.

Part Four

 


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