Meeting One Direction?

Surprise!

I slapped Hannah and Dana and they were finally not in shock anymore.

"WE.ARE.MEETING.ONE.EFFIN.DIRECTION? asked Dana.

"Yes, unless you don't want to gooo" I said, jokingly.

I knew that there was no way we were missing the chance to meet One Direction.

"ARE YOU LIKE TRYING TO PRANK US OR SOMETHING OR ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS?" Hannah said, still not believing it.

"Okay,Okay, finee. You guys caught me. We're not going to meet One Direction. I faked the Email with my amazing faking skills." I lied.

"WHAT?" they said in unison.

"Sooo.. it was a lie?" asked Dana, her voice cracking.

"I was just kiddiiiiiiiing guys.We ARE meeting One Direction!"

"HEY! Don't prank us like that!'' said Hannah.

Her face was still slightly red from when she was laughing of my 'innocent' face in class. 

They both nudged me. Hard.

"OW! That hurt guys!" I said, sobbing my arm.

"YOU DESERVED IT! yelled Dana.

"Agh, forget it guys, LETS JUST PLAN ON WHAT WE'RE GONNA DO WHEN WE MEET ONE DIRECTION!"

Aaaaaaand we started to fangirl. But a girl with the most annoying voice in the school interrupted us.It was Monica.

"Are you seriously fangirling, seriouuusly?'' said Monica, twirling her light brown hair.

"Yes. You got a problem with that? asked Dana.

"I didn't know that fangirling was forbidden at school" added Hannah.

"Ugh, whatever, I don't want people to see me talking to losers like you" Monica said and she FINALLY left.

"that bitch" Hannah,Dana and I said in unison and laughed.We pretty much think the same.

 Monica is the most popular girl in the school,but basically everyone hates her because she is very mean. She wears a LOT of makeup, it seems like 85% of her weight is makeup, and basically most of the boys at school are drooling over her, but she only dates the cute ones,better referred as the douches.

Dana and Hannah both have boyfriends, Dana's boyfriend's name is Taylor and Hannah's boyfriend's name is Kyle. Wheeeee, I'm the single lady in the group, oh what-evah, who needs a boyfriend when you have posters of your 5 husbands on your walls? right?

School ended and I, as normally do, took the bus. I personally hate taking buses, especially the full ones because they're soo squeeshy.

Luckily, I took the very first bus, which always has a few people in it,I sat down and pulled my phone out of my bag. I actually took 5 minutes to find my phone.Let's just say I'm not that organized at all.

When I finally found it, I untangled my earphones and shoved them in my ears, I hit the shuffle button and a smile appeared on my face as I listened to the first verses of "I Wish", my favourite song ever.

I closed my eyes and carefully listened to the music.

'When you walk by... 

I try to say it... 

But then I freeze... 

And never do it....

My tongue gets tied...

The words get trapped....

I hear the beat of my heart getting louder-'

paused the music and turned my head to the window and the bus already drove past my stop.

Oh poop.

Thank God the other stop wasn't that far from my house. If it was, my feet would have died since I was wearing these very uncomfortable flats that I think are not my size anymore.

After a long 10 minutes walk, I arrived home.

I took my shoes off and throw them somewhere in my room. I walked barefoot to the kitchen to say hi to my mom and see what's for lunch.

"Hi mom" I said. She was putting something in the oven.

"Oh, hi dear! how come you came home late?'' mom said, still facing the oven.

"I had to get off the bus at the next stop, mom" I said, still trying to figure out what she was putting inside the oven.

"Oh okay, I was getting worried Dani!" said my Mom.

"Sorry Mom, and what's that? I asked her. She had already closed the oven.

"Oh, it's lasagna, it will be ready in 20 minu- WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR FEET?" Mom said, horrified.

" what?" I looked down to find both of my feet bleeding, the cuts were small, but my mom has always been the protective mom that exaggerates a little bit all the things. 

 "Oh I think my flats don't fit me anymore, they're just small cuts." I said, not paying much attention to the cuts I had on my feet.

"Sit. I'm going to heal you" said Mom.

She made me sit on the sofa and I waited until she came back with her first aid kit.

I don't really blame her for being ultra-protective, my dad died in an accident when I was 6 years old and she always tells me that I am the only thing she has in her life and that she wouldn't be anything without me. Whenever I'm at Dana or Hannah's house she calls every hour to make sure I'm okay , I guess she is just scared to loose me.

She finally finished healing me and I went to directly to my room to plan what I was going to wear when I meet One Direction. And basically, Dana, Hannah, and I spent the all afternoon fangirling because we were finally able to meet our idiols in a videocall on Skype.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

HI GUYS! HOPE YOU LIKE THIS CHAPTER! I KNOW IT'S BORING, BUT INTERESTING PARTS ARE COMING SOON!