My name is Tiffany Lindley. I am 20 years old and I currently live in London on my own. It can get lonely sometimes but it doesn't really matter much. I am 5 foot 4 inches, with long blonde hair, blue eyes and tanned skin. Boys seem to think i'm pretty but trust me, i'm not. Not many people know this, but I have a huge crush on Michael Mcintyre. Everything about him is perfect. His personality, his hair, his face, his smile. It would mean the world if I could meet him. Little did I know thats exactly what would happen.
There was a knock at the door. I sighed and got up. In case you are wondering, its currently the easter holidays at the moment, and i'm a teacher so I have a lot of holidays. I slowly walked to the door and pulled it open.
"Hiya!" Said Stephanie. Stephanie is 19 years old and has been my best friend since primary school. She has short brown hair, brown eyes and quite pale skin. She smiled at me.
"Hey!" I replied. "What are you doing here?"
"Thought I would surprise you with two tickets to Michael Mcintyre tonight," She grinned at me.
"OH MY GOD!!" I screamed. "Steph I fucking love you!" Stephanie is the only person who knows about my crush. I can literally tell her anything.
"And thats not all," I looked at her.
"What?"
"There is a meet and greet after the show!"
"OMG!!!!" I hugged Steph so tight she could barely breathe.
"Hey! Calm down! Now are you going to let me in because it is quite cold out here!" Steph replied.
"Sorry," I said and let her in.
Finally I could meet the man of my dreams.
