Every single girl in the nation was Twilight crazed. And I was no
"This just in! Filming for the Twilight Saga: New Moon
has just begun, and the production company has decided to hold a
contest. A nationwide drawing will be held to pick one lucky
Twilight fan to spend a whole day with the cast of New Moon.
Millions are expected to enter, from teen girls and young women,
to wives and mothers. The drawing will be held on live national
television next week! So be sure to go online and enter!"
I flipped off the TV, too excited to pay attention anymore. I
leapt from the couch and ran to my laptop - banging my shin on
the coffee table in the process - threw the lid open, and typed
in the address to the website the TV had shown. As soon as it
popped up, I immediately entered my name into the drawing, and
watched as the ticker number of entrants clicked from 982,443 to
"Well, that was probably a huge waste of time. I don't know why I
even got excited. There's no way I would win that."
Like most of my friends, I was a die-hard Twilight fan, 22 years
old and still in school. My loveable hound -who had been resting
peacefully with his head in my lap while I watched the news - was
now at my side, looking up at me with his big tail wagging. I
felt bad for having disturbed his rest by something so dumb as
entering an online contest I had no chance of winning. Okay, so
maybe a 1 in 982,444 chance. My open computer screen beeped, and
the number changed to 982,445. Sigh, make that to a 1 in
Still, a chance to not only meet but to spend a whole day with
the entire cast of New Moon? It was so tempting to dream! They
all looked so amazing, and to meet the people who portrayed my
favorite fictional characters would be beyond comprehension! It
would definitely be a once in a lifetime experience for one lucky
Ever since I had finished the series, I had gone a little
Twi-crazy, if you will. For Halloween, I went as Bella. I even
dressed up Rufus as my own personal wolf - poor pup, it had been
a rough night for him. I researched possible Native American
bloodlines in my family (and was proud to find traces of Cherokee
and Choctaw). I even whitened my teeth for a week to get that
nice vampire smile. But I still felt the need to draw the line
between myself and those really crazed fans, though. I was
reminded that I owned no Twi-oriented paraphernalia besides the
books, I didn't spend hours gushing over different scenarios of
how Edward would come and sweep me off my feet, and I most
certainly didn't check the internet five times a day for even the
tiniest scraps of new Twilight oriented information… Okay, so
that last one was a lie.
Step one was always supposed to be admitting you have a problem,
right? Well, I had one, and bad.
The days had passed normally. I heard more and more about the
contest, from fan pages on the internet to the nightly news to
even classmates. It seemed everyone and their dog had entered the
contest. I didn't even want to check the website to see how many
for sure had done so; I knew there would be no point, no hope
The night came for the big drawing to be announced. I, of
course, was spending a typical evening in my apartment. Rufus and
I had gone for our daily jog, I'd fed him, I'd fed myself, and
now we were both settled into our favorite spots on the
hand-me-down couch my sister had used when she was in school
(which she in turn had gotten as a hand-me-down), and thus making
the lovely burgundy slip cover a necessity rather than a
style choice. Rufus was in his usual position, lying on his back,
stretched out across most of the couch with his head upside down
in my lap. I was curled up against the armrest with my favorite
green blanket around my feet. I stroked Rufus's velvety soft
oversized black ears as I flipped through channels mindlessly. In
my flipping, I came across the channel that happened to be
broadcasting the big event.
The production company had made an absolutely huge fanfare out of
the whole business. The drawing was to take place right in the
middle of the movie set, at twilight no less, in front of
"Jacob's House". The news cameras were there for the event, and
the whole cast was huddled together, looking particularly posh in
their retro sunglasses, oversized jackets, and undersized pants.
It looked particularly cold there, and I felt a twinge of
compassion for them, but only a slight one. An actor's pay check
surely makes up for having to endure a little cold weather,
The director of the latest installment walked into the camera
view with what seemed like a large shiny red envelope. I could
hear lots of cheering coming from what was more than likely a few
thousand screaming fans. He passed the red envelope to Robert
Pattinson, who was standing unceremoniously in the middle of it
all, puffing up like a peacock with all the attention. It seemed
like everyone had been mic'ed so that nothing was missed. I could
pick out Kristen Stewart saying something. Ashley Greene was next
to her and laughed at whatever joke she had made. Then Robert
held up his hands, flashing the red envelope for all to see.
Everyone there must have gone suddenly quiet, because I could
hear very clearly what the cast was saying.
"We've been given a great privilege to bring one absolute
Twilight fan to the set of New Moon to spend the day with us
while we film. We're really excited to give the fans a real taste
of what we're putting into making these films a success," boomed
Robert in his charming English accent.
"Oh, just open the thing, will you?" joked Taylor Lautner from
They all laughed at that, and Robert, giving a bow of his head
and one of his quirky smiles to the camera, proceeded to tear
open the envelope. It seemed to take forever to just tear the
corner, but once he did so, he pulled from the envelope a little
white piece of paper. Through the audible silence, he projected
the name of the unworldly lucky person who would get to spend the
day with the cast, so that all could be sure.
Somewhere in the distance, I heard a muffled dog barking. My cell
phone began to vibrate violently in my back pocket. It was then
that I noticed I was standing up, and that I had knocked the
remote of the couch, sending it slamming into the hard wood floor
and scattering the batteries. I numbly pulled the phone from my
back pocket, its vibrations getting angrier by the second. I
flipped it open.
"Elizabeth! Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! Can you believe it?!
Oh my god, you are the luckiest person in the whole damn world!
You told me you didn't even enter it!" It was Felicity, my
Twilight enabler friend who went with me every time I had had a
craving to see those strange vampirical characters on the big
screen, who had loaned me the copies of her books so I could
finish them when the bookstore had run out, who had been so
excited to enter the contest and prayed daily that she would win…
She was still screaming into the phone when it dawned on me.
I had won the contest. I was that unworldly lucky individual. My
dream had come true.
And I was unfathomably freaked.