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Ryan scribbled his signature quickly with a borrowed pen while Mike used Girl Oh My Eyes Poster his arm and hands to block people from getting too close. I noticed he avoided the men with professional prints and signed his autograph for the fans instead. He posed and smiled for almost twenty photos. I removed my backpack from the trunk of the car, slung it over my shoulder, and readied my small carry-on suitcase. The paparazzi swarmed like angry bees, fighting amongst themselves for better position to take pictures. Mike finally handed Ryan his messenger bag and duffel bag and then asked the crowd to back up. I felt so helpless. These ‘people’ for lack of a better term had us surrounded. I grabbed the back of Ryan’s jacket, fearing I might get left behind in the mayhem. Ryan felt his jacket tug and glanced back at me to confirm I was the one doing the tugging.

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I tried not to look at the photographers, even though I knew my picture was being taken over and over again. Ryan grabbed my hand Girl Oh My Eyes Poster and we hurried into the terminal. Mike was by his side; Ryan had me in tow. Airport security had us surrounded now. Never in my life had such a simple task like getting on a plane been so frightening!“Ryan! So is it official? Are you and Ms. Mitchell an exclusive item?” some paparazzo asked. Ryan didn’t answer. “Is it true that you and Taryn are living together?” another photographer asked while running along side of us. Ryan still didn’t answer. He had that familiar look on his face; the one he wore when he was sick of all this shit but tried to look indifferent. “Come on guys. That’s enough,” Mike said to the paparazzi who were walking backwards, taking our picture and filming us.

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“Mr. Christensen, this way,” an airport security officer called out. We followed him through a separate opening in the barriers so we could get in line to go through the airport security scanners. We were ushered to a small counter where Ryan showed our boarding passes to the waiting TS a agent who verified that we had seats on an outbound flight. “Go first, Honey,” Ryan whispered and nudged me ahead. He was looking down at the ground most of the time. I glanced briefly over his shoulder and noticed that the paparazzi were filming us removing our Girl Oh My Eyes Poster coats and shoes. Fortunately Mike was blocking them from getting too much footage of Ryan. I grabbed a gray plastic tray and tossed my coat and shoes into the bin. I pushed my backpack and small suitcase down the rollers until it met the rubber belt that fed into the scanner.

Girl Oh My Eyes Poster

“Mr. Christensen, this way,” an airport security officer called out. We followed him through a separate opening in the barriers so we could get in line to go through the airport security scanners. We were ushered to a small counter where Ryan showed our boarding passes to the waiting TS a agent who verified that we had seats on an outbound flight. “Go first, Honey,” Ryan whispered and nudged me ahead. He was looking down at the ground most of the time. I glanced briefly over his shoulder and noticed that Girl Oh My Eyes Poster the paparazzi were filming us removing our coats and shoes. Fortunately Mike was blocking them from getting too much footage of Ryan. I grabbed a gray plastic tray and tossed my coat and shoes into the bin. I pushed my backpack and small suitcase down the rollers until it met the rubber belt that fed into the scanner.
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