I was an ordinary person. Nothing drastically special had occurred in the fourteen years of my life. I'd bumped into countless numbers of celebrities, never considering those short greetings as memorable. I didn't really care, either. They would've expected me to jump up and down on the spot screaming my head off in amazement. Instead, I just said a quick "Hi", shook hands and went on my way. That is... Until I met my idol.
It was a frosty December night. Christmas eve to be exact. I was walking my dog in the silver moonlight, singing to myself. I was an average teen. I wasn't expecting much that night, remembering that it was just past eleven o'clock. The stars beamed down and I smiled. My cheeks glowed, my eyes sparkled. I really came alive in the winter.
I wasn't paying attention to the road. I was just sauntering along, clutching a freezing leash handle. It wasn't until my dog started barking madly and I heard the loud purr of an engine being turned off that I noticed a long, black limosine.
'Another celeb...' I thought, as if familiarized with their constant showings.
I was about to continue my stroll when I saw someone I had idolized for more than imagined. It was Taylor Lautner, in all his pride, standing by the open limosine door.
"Hey!" he greeted, flashing me a gleaming grin. I gawped at him, probably looking like a total idiot. I couldn't bring myself to say hi.
"Uh... I... You..." I stammered. My hands began to sweat, thawing small icicles which had been forming on the leash. My dog whined. She was getting impatient.
"I'm-" Taylor began.
"Taylor Lautner. I know," I said. He gave me a quizzical look and I panicked. I sounded too calm!
"I mean, its just, I see celebs quite regularly when I'm out and about. I just was a little... Surprised... That I'd met you," Taylor smiled at me. I felt warm and tingly.
"It was nice meeting you. You're really nice. Here, take my number. I'll keep in touch!" He said confidently, handing me a small scrap of paper. I giggled quietly. He gave me his number!
"Bye!" I shouted to him as he was ushered away by his bodyguard. It wasn't until he was out of plain sight that I started to squeal in delight.
It was a frosty December night. Christmas eve to be exact. I was walking my dog in the silver moonlight, singing to myself. I was an average teen. I wasn't expecting much that night, remembering that it was just past eleven o'clock. The stars beamed down and I smiled. My cheeks glowed, my eyes sparkled. I really came alive in the winter.
I wasn't paying attention to the road. I was just sauntering along, clutching a freezing leash handle. It wasn't until my dog started barking madly and I heard the loud purr of an engine being turned off that I noticed a long, black limosine.
'Another celeb...' I thought, as if familiarized with their constant showings.
I was about to continue my stroll when I saw someone I had idolized for more than imagined. It was Taylor Lautner, in all his pride, standing by the open limosine door.
"Hey!" he greeted, flashing me a gleaming grin. I gawped at him, probably looking like a total idiot. I couldn't bring myself to say hi.
"Uh... I... You..." I stammered. My hands began to sweat, thawing small icicles which had been forming on the leash. My dog whined. She was getting impatient.
"I'm-" Taylor began.
"Taylor Lautner. I know," I said. He gave me a quizzical look and I panicked. I sounded too calm!
"I mean, its just, I see celebs quite regularly when I'm out and about. I just was a little... Surprised... That I'd met you," Taylor smiled at me. I felt warm and tingly.
"It was nice meeting you. You're really nice. Here, take my number. I'll keep in touch!" He said confidently, handing me a small scrap of paper. I giggled quietly. He gave me his number!
"Bye!" I shouted to him as he was ushered away by his bodyguard. It wasn't until he was out of plain sight that I started to squeal in delight.
Name: Taylor Daniel Lautner
Birthday: February 11,1992
Height: 5’10
Birthplace: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Parents: father Dan-a commercial airline pilot mother Deb- stay-at-home mom
*At the age of ten Taylor and his family moved to Los Angeles
Siblings: younger sister Makena
Pets: A Maltese dog named Roxy
Favorite movie: Iron Man, Dark Knight, Braveheart
Favorite TV shows: American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance
Favorite bands: U2, Black Eyed Peas
Favorite dinner: Steak or burgers
Favorite icecream: Cake Batter from Cold Stone Creamery
Pastime: Drawing (*he loves making home-made birthday cards)
Date: Going for pizza
Flowers: Roses
Book series: The Twilight Saga, The Hardy Boys
Fave Twilight book: Eclipse
Worst habbit: “I can’t stop tapping my foot when I’m nervous.”
Birthday: February 11,1992
Height: 5’10
Birthplace: Grand Rapids, Michigan
Parents: father Dan-a commercial airline pilot mother Deb- stay-at-home mom
*At the age of ten Taylor and his family moved to Los Angeles
Siblings: younger sister Makena
Pets: A Maltese dog named Roxy
Favorite movie: Iron Man, Dark Knight, Braveheart
Favorite TV shows: American Idol and So You Think You Can Dance
Favorite bands: U2, Black Eyed Peas
Favorite dinner: Steak or burgers
Favorite icecream: Cake Batter from Cold Stone Creamery
Pastime: Drawing (*he loves making home-made birthday cards)
Date: Going for pizza
Flowers: Roses
Book series: The Twilight Saga, The Hardy Boys
Fave Twilight book: Eclipse
Worst habbit: “I can’t stop tapping my foot when I’m nervous.”