"Eleanor! Wake up you lazy shithead!" Scarlett basically screamed for the world to hear. I groaned and said "5 more minutes, Scar." Then she did what she always does,
Scarlett poured a cup of cold water on my head while jumping on my bed.
"Scarlett, what the fuck!" I screamed at her while getting up from bed. She just told me to get ready while running to her room giggling ike a child.
I checked the time, it was 10 am. "Already?" I groaned to myself. The gates will open at exactly 1 pm and the drive there would probably take an hour. And we don't even have a car yet! Thank god for Uber.
I quickly took a shower then afterwards dried up my hair. I put my white tie back dress and did a plat. I usually don't put on make up but like I said dress to impress. So, I decided to keep my eyes neutral that went really well with my long lashes. To sum everything up I applied an elegant bright shade of orange on my lips.
I went downstairs to see Scarlett already ready to get up and leave. She wore the clothes she bought last week with her hair down. Her make up was similar to mine, but her lipstick was more on baby pink which made her look extra cute.
"Took you long enough." she growled, she never really liked being late. I just shrugged and laughed her comment off.
The drive was quiet as usual, Scar and I never really talk in car rides. I'm currently listening to With Me by Sum 41. It's been 45 minutes since we left the house so we should arrive in the festival soon.
"Woah," I said to myself with amazement when we finally got in the gates. The festival looked absolutely beautiful. There was this huge stage that was getting set up, there were about 20 booths that looked like a small tents, with a package type air-con inside, scattered around the perimeter. We were lucky enough to get one of these booths it's already so hot.
We decided to stay in the booth for a few hours and wait till the sun dies down and the line up starts. Right now people just started going in the gates and riding the ferris wheel. People were also taking pictures in the photo booth and playing games.
Not a few minutes, we've been staying in the booth we saw the usher guiding 4 tall boys who were all wearing black skinny jeans towards us.
"Why are you here in our booth?!" I asked the 4 boys standing. By this time the usher left them outside our booth already.
"What do you mean? They assigned us here?" The boy with honey-coloured hair asked, tilting his head to the side.
"But we got here first and payed for this booth exclusively for us." Scarlett informed them.
"It doesn't matter, we're staying." The boy with pale pink hair retaliated, walking inside our booth.
"Wait," I said with confusion, "You guys look so familiar I just cant figure-" before I said anything else the boy who looked asian that sat next to piped up. "Oh, we just post videos in youtube, in a band it's not big deal."
"Oh, anyway I'm Eleanor & this is Scarlett." I informed them, since we're staying in one booth we might as well be kind to each other, but I could feel Scarlett rolling her eyes which made me chuckle a little.
"I'm Ashton," The guy who had honey for hair wearing a yellow muscle tee informed us
"I'm Luke," A guy wearing a nirvana shirt with the best quiff I've seen in my whole life and deep blue eyes and seemed to be the tallest and awkwardest out of all of them.
"I'm Calum," The tan dude wearing a white t-shirt under a dark green hoodless jacket who slightly looked asian, maybe half Filipino? I can't really tell.
"Oh - my - gosh , I'm Rachel." the guy with pink hair wearing a plain black shirt said imitating a girls voice.
"Seriously?" Scarlett said in somewhat a rude tone.
"No, you idiot. I'm Michael" he laughed and so did the other boys. I had a feeling there would be something between them sooner or later.
"It's nice to meet you Eleanor and Scarlett, now if i may ask, what are you two beautiful ladies doing in a festival like this. Aren't you supposed to be doing your nails or getting starbucks?" Michael said causing Scarlett to cup her face and groan louder than usual. She hated people assuming we don't listen to bands like these just because we're girls who look like this.
I on the other hand couldn't help feeling Calum staring at me.
This is gonna be an interesting day.
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Fanfiction"Why are you here in our booth?!" "what do you mean? they assigned us here." "but we got here first" "it doesn't matter we're staying"
