Chapter 2

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I slowly awoke from the sound of my annoying alarm clock. I looked at the time. CRAP! It's 7:15 AM and I have to pick Sophie up in 45 minutes. I ripped myself out of bed taking a quick shower and straightened my hair. I then curled my eyelashes and put mascara on along with some light flirtatious pink lip gloss. I hadn't had time to do much more so I quickly tight-lined my eyes with black pencil eyeliner.

I grabbed my money and iPhone and shoved them into a cute purse. I got dressed in skinny jeans that were pre-ripped everywhere and a bright green tank top.

I noticed it was still January. I quickly grabbed a black sweatshirt, matching the outfit perfectly. I just got doneputting in my earrings when my phone vibrated in my bag.

FROM: SOPHIE

Are you on your way? It's 7:50! OMG OMG OMG we're going to meet One Direction!

I didn't answer because I was in a hurry. It took about 3 minutes to drive to her house, thankfully. I pulled into her driveway and she ran out wearing big looped earrings, short shorts (ofcourse, the crazy girl she is), a t-shirt that says "I'm crazy!", and a blue sweatshirt. Her makeup was way more dramatic than mine. I only had on mascara as it looked like she had wasted every ounce of her makeup.

She got in the car, rushing. "Dang! What took you so long?" she asked.

"Traffic." I said, sarcastically.

She didn't like my remark, "Okay. Whatever. Why didn't you put on makeup?!"

I was offended, but didn't show any emotion. "I'm not going to act like someone else. This is me, they can deal with it." I wasn't going to let some sexy British boy band change me.

After 30 minutes, we met up with a traffic stopping event. We had gotten into an accident. It wasn't too bad, I thought. But we were taken to the hospital in separate ambulances.

I blocked out the sirens and every other noise that tried entering my ears. There was 4 people in the back if the ambulance with me. One was a nurse and I don't know the other 3, I don't think they worked at the hospital?

The sirens stopped and I was rushed to a room. I noticed the sirens weren't trying to barge into my eardrums anymore and decided to listen. I opened my eyes when I heard a voice.

"Is she awake? Did she pass out? I feel so bad!"

I opened my eyes slowly. Oh. My. God.

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