Posted on | March 27, 2009 | 7 Comments
Like good Twi-hards, the Twilight Newborns went to the DVD par-tay at Borders on March 20. And of course, MOPE (My Own Personal Edward) (aka Pocket Edward) joined us.
Christen and I hung out in the back of the store, lounging around in the music section, as many teenagers filled the store. We pulled up some comfy seats with our cappuccinos and thought MOPE needed some air on the window sill.
Time passed by, and we were giggling about our impending DVD purchase. Girls came stopping to stare at us, but we didn’t think too much of it since this happens all the time as we’re gorgeous gals.
Over the loud speaker comes the announcement that the “Scavenger Hunt” has started.
First we hear the pounding of footsteps from across the store. Then we hear giggling and squealing getting closer and closer. Christen and I looked at each other puzzled.
“There he is!!” a girl screamed with a finger pointed at MOPE as her six friends stopped running to gather around her.
Just then I snatched MOPE from the window sill for the girls could yank him from his perk. “Um, he’s mine,” I said.
The girls just looked bewildered. “He’s not part of the scavenger hunt,” I explained, clutching my MOPE tighter as the mob lunged forward.
“I told you he wasn’t part of it,” one girl whispered to another. And the girls disbanded, dejected they didn’t get to snatch our MOPE.
Christen and I just started laughing. If a 6-inch plastic replica of Robert Pattinson can almost start a riot, we can’t even imagine what happens when the real one is around.
Moral of the story: Be careful, ladies. Don’t leave your Pocket Edwards unattended