It Started With Starbucks

Chapter 5

I open the texts.

Text 1: Where are you? 2: Please don't ignore this. I am really worried. 3: OMG! ANSWER ME!! 4: If you are puposefully ignoring this, YOU ARE DEAD! 5: I am going to hope you aren't dead. Uh oh. I skip to the last one which is from 5 minutes ago. 20: CALL ME!!! Double uh oh!

I hit the call button. It only takes 1 ring. "Hello. Before you blow my head off with words, I would like you to know my phone was completely off, I was singing and playing guitar, AND One Direction heard and invited me and you over to their place! Please don't yell, scream, or cuss me out."

I hear her take several deep breaths. "What do I need to bring, where are you, and why did it take you so long?" While she's talking I hand the phone to Harry, her favorite boy in the band.

"Well, you love, need to bring you and Anna's stuff for a sleepover, we are on Beale Street, and she was talking to us," Harry says into the phone calmly. I can here her screaming into the phone from where I stand, about a yard from Harry. Wow.

------------Fifteen minutes and Five farts later-------------

I see Ronny coming down the road. I try to wipe away the smell left from Niall's latest fart and walk towards her. I turn around. "Don't follow me."

I get to Ronny and pull her into the alley. "Let's get out our fangirling. Stat," she says. And that's what we do.

"Okay. I have an idea! Let's pretend we're crazy obsessed fans!" I say. "I have extra makeup and two changes of clothes in my purse."

"OMG!! Great idea!" We go into the nearest store, change, and do our makeup. I even put on some fake glasses and Ronny puts on her contacts.

"We are evil. LEGGO!" I say. This will be good.

We walk out and start talking about One Direction stuff in case they hear us. We get to where they are. Yay! Time to put these acting skills to the test.