my name is Aspen White. I'm 19 years old, and I live in LA, California. I moved here because my parents passed in a car crash, and I had to move in with my aunt. she owns a huge company out here, so she's pretty rich. she lives in basically a mansion.
she's pretty rad, because she literally takes me anywhere I want to go.
I'm currently downstairs in the kitchen, making myself some vegetable soup for dinner.
my aunt, andrea, walks into the kitchen.
"watch are you making?" she asks in curiosity.
"soup." I answer.
"nice! so I have some good news." she says.
"spill." I say.
"well, you know how my company is in charge of all of the major events in LA?" she asks.
"yeah." I say.
"well, one of the boys you are obsessed with, Harry Styles is it? well him and his band are holding a meet and greet, and I got you VIP tickets. it's in two weeks. " she says.
"YOU DIDN'T." I scream.
"I did." she says, pulling out two small rectangular tickets.
"you can take a friend" she says.
"I'M CALLING SCARLET!" I exclaim.
I run up the spiral stairs into my room. I run to my bed and pick up my iPhone 6+ and call my best friend, Scarlet.
"hello?" she asks.
"I HAVE TWO VIP TICKETS TO A ONE DIRECTION MEET AND GREET. YOU ARE COMING WITH ME." I exclaim.
"ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS? IF YOU ARE JOKING, IM GOING TO FREAKING KICK YOUR ASS." she shouts.
"CAN I DRIVE OVER TO YOUR HOUSE PLEASE" I beg.
"YEAH. WILL YOU SPEND THE NIGHT OR NOT." she asks.
"SURE." I say. I hang up my phone, and pack a pair of lazy clothes and about 3 other pairs of adorable clothes and makeup with my phone charger. I grab my purse and my keys to my black matte jeep, and I walk down the spiral stairs to the front door.
"I'm leaving for the night!" I shout to Aunt Andrea.
"alright! drive save!" she says.
I walk out of the door and into my jeep.
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I arrive at Scarlet's house, and knock on the door. her dad answers, of course.
"hi Aspen. are you here for Scarlet?" he asks.
"yeah." I simply say.
"come on in." he says. I walk in, and up to Scarlet's room.
"girl." I say.
"I'm so excited!!" she says.
"me too!!"
"can we sneak out tonight pleaseee." I quietly beg.
"no." she sternly says.
"please!!" I say.
"fine. but if we get caught, I won't be able to go to the meet and greet." she says.
"we won't get caught. by the way, why haven't you moved out yet? your dad is like too fucking protective." I say, checking my Instagram.
"I'm looking for apartments. I'm trying to find one that has a view, ya feel?" she asks.
"I do. maybe I should move out." I suggest.
"no!! your house is huge already. stay until you're like 25." she says.
"maybe." I shrug.
"okay. if we sneak out, where are we even gonna go?" she asks.
"Hollywood sign." I say.
"I love it there." she says.
"actually, let me talk to your dad for a sec. I'm gonna see if we can spend the night down there. we'd be perfectly fine, because we can sleep in my jeep with the doors locked. it has tinted windows anyways." I say.
"alright. just don't piss him off." she says.
"I wont." I promise.
I walk downstairs to her dad.
"hey, I have a question." I ask him. I'm not a shy person, so I can ask anybody anything.
"what is it?" he asks.
"could me and Scarlet go spend the night out by the Hollywood Sign? we would be perfectly safe. I promise." I say.
"sure. don't get yourselves into trouble." he says. i thank him, and walk back upstairs to Scarlet's room.
"we are going." I say, dancing.
"should I pack?" she asks.
"no shit." I sarcastically say.
she rolls her eyes, and walks to her dresser to get clothes.
"pick out cute stuff. we have to go to a party with Bailey and Carly." she says.
"alright." she says.
me and Scarlet are internet famous. we have about 2.5 million followers on almost every social media. it's pretty insane.
"ready?" she asks.
"ready." I reply.
