'Excuse me, have you ever heard of 'Twilight'? asks a chirpy voice belonging to a girl no older than 15. She stands in front of me and the Big Hit with her silent partner, another girl of the same age beside her. 'Anyone who's not braindead has heard of Twilight', I thought to myself but instead answered "Of course!" echoing her excitement.
"OH MY GOD! That's sooooo awesome cause we have been all over Vancouver trying to find Robert Pattison and we're from the States and we have to go back soon." I wanted to ask where their parents were but instead said that they would have a hard time randomly running into them in Vancouver.
"But I swear, everyday we read about it in the free newspaper that they are spotted right HERE in Vancouver!" Desperately she points to the most current photo of the adored movie couple, poking Edward Cullen right on his forehead. I had to laugh. They both look exhausted and quite frankly, deflated. I remember this feeling well so I offer them some hope and tell them not to give up.
The Big Hit pipes up and suggests they hop on the skytrain and take a trip to the suburbs or anywhere out of the city, since Vancouver is so recognizable. He takes the map she is holding in her hand and shows her where they are likely to be found, where all the big film stages are and how to get there (I love this guy). I could have sworn I saw the stars reignite in their eyes with their new sense of hope. They said their 'thank-you's' and goodbyes as they ran off in the direction they were steered towards.
I can remember so well being 12 and love-sick with Christian Slater. I had just seen Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves and my heart was aching. I recruited my two closest friends and together the three of us did our hair and makeup and did an impromptu photoshoot. We recorded ourselves singing Bryan Adams 'Everything I Do, I do It For You', naturally, and when all was said and done and our personal letters were sealed with lipstick kisses, we mailed off our package. And waited. And waited. And waited.
I'm still waiting.
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