"Only Friends" A Celtic Thunder FF

Shadow_Kitty said:
What'd it say??????????????????
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Um... I sent all the guys a thank you sort of note... telling them how much I appreciated them, which song of theirs was my fave... ect ect

In Ryan's I told him that I didn't really think he was a hearbreaker (I thought he was nicer than that)

He wrote back something to the effect of thank you for the kind comments and that he would let me decide about the heartbreaker thing. ;)

If I ever find the message in my inbox, I will copy and paste it here for you all to read... :cool:
 
NarnianPrincess said:
Um... I sent all the guys a thank you sort of note... telling them how much I appreciated them, which song of theirs was my fave... ect ect

In Ryan's I told him that I didn't really think he was a heartbreaker (I thought he was nicer than that)

He wrote back something to the effect of thank you for the kind comments and that he would let me decide about the heartbreaker thing. ;)

If I ever find the message in my inbox, I will copy and paste it here for you all to read... :cool:
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:eek:
lucky.
 
“Yes, put her under the name Cada Williams.” Sharon was saying to whoever was on the other end of the phone.
I grinned at the mention of my name.
Sharon smiled back at me, “Uh-huh.” She was saying to the other person. After a few more yeses and of courses Sharon hung up and turned to me. “It’s all set.” She said. Your name is gonna be in the credits as Cada Williams.”
I grinned yet again. “Cool!” I said, sticking up both thumbs.
She put her arm around my shoulder and led me towards the room where everyone else was. “You are gonna do absolutely wonderful!” she told me.
I took a deep breath nervously, “You think?”
She laughed, “I know!”
I giggled back, “Thanks for your confidence.”
She squeezed my shoulders encouragingly, “Any time, kiddo.”
As we neared the room, we could hear laughing. And as we opened the door it was like the air was filled with happiness, and almost warmer.
Sharon and I found a seat and easily grabbed a piece of the pizza that Zara had ordered.
Ryan sighed happily and leaned back in his chair. “Let’s play a game.”
Everyone looked at him questioningly. “What kind of game?” Zara finally asked.
He looked up at the ceiling for a moment and then answered, “A guessing game.” He said sitting up straighter. “For example, I will think of a person and everyone else must ask yes, or no questions to find out who it is. Ready?”
No one said anything but after about five seconds of silence we all burst out laughing and nodded vigorously.
Ryan smiled and said, “I’ll go first.” He closed his eyes for a second as if thinking and then opened them and said, “Ok. Ready.”
I looked at everyone else and they looked as puzzled as I. But I thought of something. “Is it a girl?”
Ryan nodded.
“Is she old?” Zara
Ryan squinted, “What are we gonna consider old?”
I thought for a second before say. “Forty, maybe?”
Ryan nodded again, “Sounds good and no, if forty and over is old she is not old.”
“Does she have dark hair?” Damian.
Ryan shook his head, “Nope.”
“So she’s blonde?” Keith.
Ryan nodded.
“Is she tall?” George.
Ryan looked at him, “What do you call tall?”
George laughed, “Anything taller than you.”
Ryan faked a frown for a few seconds while everyone else burst into laughter but then broke down and laughed as well. “She around my height, a little shorter though.”
Damian asked the winner question. “Is she Irish?”
Ryan shook his head and smiled.
I thought for a second then burst out, “Me!”
Ryan nodded and began laughing again.
Everyone smiled, and Keith ruffled my hair, “Quite special there.”
There was a beeping noise just then and Sharon looked at her phone, “Oh, my!” she exclaimed, “Guys, the concert starts in half an hour and you’re not even dressed!”
The room exploded into a fluster of activity.
I felt an hand take hold of my arm and turned quickly to see Zara standing there with a smile on her face. “Not only the guys have to get dressed.” She grinned, sheepishly.
I couldn’t help but break a smile. Taking a deep breath, I replied, “So, do I have choices?”
She nodded and led me by the hand into a small room with clothing racks on one side and a bench on the other. When Zara closed the door and I also saw a mirror hanging from the back of it. On the opposite end of the from the door, was a small area curtained off and inside it was a chair and a mirror.
“This is the dressing room for the girls, mainly me.” Zara told me, going over to the rack. I sat down and watched her choose three beautiful dresses.
She brought them over and I looked at them one by one.
The first was a beautiful turquoise with a slanted bottom, and flowing elbow-length sleeves. The second a, gorgeous kelly green, also with an angled hem but this one had loose cap sleeves. The last was a white one with a straight hem but with what looked like millions of ruffles, and this one had sleeves mid-upper arm length. All of them were silk and all of them were beautiful. They all looked as if they would fit me perfectly and I simply could not choose.
Zara seemed to recognize my situation and smiled. “Why don’t you wear one tonight, then the next one at the next concert and so on.”
I shook my head in exasperation, “You are way to smart for your own good.”
Zara smiled, “So I’ve been told.” She held up the hangers with an expectant look on her face.
I sighed, studying each dress. “That one,” I said finally, pointing to the green one.
Zara smiled and dropped the other two on the bench next to me, and began taking the green one off the hanger.
She handed it to me and I changed in the curtained off room. When I came back out, Zara’s grin was from ear to ear. “You look beautiful.”
I blushed and looked down at the beautiful garment. I felt like a princess. It was like being in heaven on earth.
Zara took my hand and led me out of the little dressing room. “Let’s do your hair and put on a little make-up and then show you off to the guys.”
I blushed but didn’t resist her pull. She set me down at a vanity backstage and said, “Now lets make you more of a princess than you already are.”
I smiled, inside thinking “Oh, boy.”


Last update for a few days. So be happy! :p
 
Aww... very happy post... thanks...

I love pretty dresses!

When I was at the concert last year the gal sitting behind me told me that I should be up on stage with the girls that were playing... I took that as a pretty high complement. :)
 
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