The ‘girl’ had been appearing in their photographs for a little over a month at least Ethan said, explaining that it had been at least that long that he had noticed her. He assumed she was with a member of the band, but didn’t know which one, which meant, not only was Hunter hacked, it looked like the whole band was.
Dylan sat quiet for a few minutes then asked Ethan to show him these photographs. They all made their way to Ethan’s room. Ethan pulled up photograph after photograph, mainly group shots, crowd shots and in each one the girl was there. Photographs from magazines, from audience shots during television interviews, fan events. In about fifteen photographs the girl appeared and quite prominently, standing out from her surroundings, in a way none of them could quite explain.
“Psychotic, stalker fan” Dylan said.
“Psychotic, stalker fan with hacking abilities” Cody followed up.
Hunter decided, that after hacking his phone, if she turned up at tonight’s show, which in all probability she would, he’d have her arrested. Ethan didn’t think it was good public relations. “I don’t give a shit, she shouldn’t have hacked my phone!” Hunter shouted over his shoulder as he made his way back to his room to get his things ready for rehearsals and soundcheck.
The afternoon and evening passed without much event. The boys were flat out busy, between soundcheck, food, rehearsal, food and finally the show - they didn’t have much time to give the girl any thought. Photographs were taken, not that they were looking, but they didn’t notice her and the show was a huge success at Manchester Arena. The boys had taken a selfie of themselves on the stage, with the crowd behind them after every show - tonight being the first night of their world tour - was a memorable night, more so because it was Dylan’s hometown. The boys stood and Hunter held the phone at arm's length with a selfie stick, as they took the photograph. Hunter saw her in the crowd just behind him, and nearly dropped the phone whilst swinging round to confront her. When he turned however, he couldn’t see her while searching the immediate vicinity to no avail. The girl wasn’t there. He asked security to keep an eye out for her describing her well and they reset the shot.
They had just focussed the lens and there she was smiling at them from the very front row, right by the security guard he’d just spoken to. Hunter took the shot angrily and swung round, but again by the time he faced the crowd, the girl had disappeared. Hunter gave the security guard a piece of his mind, she had been stood right next to him when they took the picture. The security guard argued that there were fifty or more girls stood right by him. Hunter showed him the picture, the girl prominently stood next to the security guard. He looked uncomfortable, and really hadn’t seen her. What bothered him most was, he wasn’t sure how he hadn’t. The girl was exactly as Hunter had described her, she was exactly what the security guard had been looking for and had been looking directly at, but he hadn't seen that girl in the crowd.
The boys returned to their hotel a little bamboozled. They had all taken a good look at the crowd as the house lights had been up for the photo taking. The only place the girl had been seen, was the screen of the phone on which the photograph had been taken and in the photograph itself. “She knows we’re on to her now, she may quit stalking us,” Dylan said thoughtfully. The boys were content with this thought and relaxed for the night.
The following day they had a fan event in the afternoon, the day would be rushed as they had to fit in the soundcheck. The boys kept a keen eye out for the red head with the blue eyes, but she didn’t turn up at the event. At least they were sure she hadn’t, until a fan tagged them in an Instagram photo, Hunter happened to look, and there stood at the end of the table, was the girl.
All the boys agreed she hadn’t been there but the photo clearly showed her stood leaning on the table in a suit, looking for all the world as if she was working in the venue. They checked the Instagram account, it belonged to a fan they actually knew quite well, one who had followed them from the beginning.
Dylan seemed convinced it looked like the girl was a member of staff at the venue and decided to call and find out who she was. “She has dark red hair, mahogany almost, it cascades down her back in gentle waves. She has really long eyelashes and huge blue eyes, full lips and an hourglass figure. She reminds me a bit of Jessica in Who Framed Roger Rabbit.” Dylan told the manager of the venue.
“The way you’re describing her, I really do wish she worked here, but I’m afraid we have no staff fitting that description.” The manager said before hanging up the phone.
“Jessica Rabbit?” Hunter asked disbelievingly. The other boys agreed though, she was definitely reminiscent of the cartoon character.
“Damn I bet she’d look good in that red dress,” Ethan thought out loud. Hunter dug him in the ribs, this girl was stalking them and doing it well.
“So,” Ethan paused, “That doesn’t mean she’s not hot.”