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Waking up seemed much easier in this beautiful city.

I had a lot of time until I needed to be at the theater but I needed all the time I could get. I needed to look perfect, considering my first impression is everything and needs to be flawless.

My two feet land on the chilly floor and my eyes shoot up to my mom who was fooling with the coffee machine.

"Morning sleepyhead."

"Sleepyhead? It's early Mom."

"It's 4:00PM."

Crap. A seven hour time difference? How will I ever adjust?

I jumped out of bed and grabbed the cup of coffee my Mom just poured for herself. I took a sip and an expression of disgust appeared on my face, but soon I was smiling as if nothing was wrong.

I start rummaging through the remainder of my luggage that wasn't put away until I found some dark blue skinny jeans and some clean underwear.

I walk over to the closet that was way too small for packers like me, and put on my sleeveless tight maroon ribbed mock neck top that complimented my small frame perfectly. Some socks, my low top black and white converse, and my outfit was set.

It seemed almost too simple, for two boys that were anything but boring in a city that was anything but minimalistic. But I went with it anyway.

I headed to the bathroom to apply some makeup on my face that always seemed to be bare. First, starting with a concealer, to cover up some acne problems I always dealt with. Some powder to set the shine, and some mascara to make my lashes look alive.

I like the way I look with makeup, and wish I did it more often but I never have any time for school. Maybe I would put in the effort if two particular people were attending the same high school as me, but they're not so I'll skip trying to impress the other douchy guys.

My hair is pretty much pin straight so I just give it a quick brush and I'm ready to go.

Few spritz of my Taylor Swift perfume, deodorant, gum... perfect.

I walked back to where my Mom was standing and sat at the small table that had two chairs, perfect for a stay like ours. She happened to find some french biscuits that were left for us to enjoy. It was supposed to be late lunch time, except this was my breakfast. Whenever I got anxious I lost my appetite so I ate about half of one when I decided I was done. I nervously sat on the edge of my bed and texted Carly. The butterflies in my stomach were practically eating me alive.

My Mom and I left the hotel and stood on the curb with our thumbs out in attempt to catch a cab.

Since mostly everyone here is a tourist, I got a taxi pretty fast and told him my destination.

I waved goodbye to my Mom, I was so grateful she was letting me go alone. She could have come with, but she didn't want to stand in a crowd of screaming girls. I don't blame her. And plus, it would be super awkward if my Mom was babysitting me in front of the boys.

I think going alone was the better option.

I pulled the ticket out of my back pocket and waited patiently on line at the two huge double doors that would soon open and reveal my two favorite boys.

Security let VIP in first, thank God I had convinced my Mom to buy me that ticket. I went in and they slipped a neon purple "VIP" "4OU TOUR" bracelet on my right wrist. #82738 was printed on the side and I wondered if thats how many other girls got the same bracelet I did.

I waited quietly in the huge room of screaming fans, extremely anxious for them to come out on stage. I was bummed Carly wasn't with me, kind of guilty I was doing it without her. Everyone had so much energy and I felt out of place.

In the middle of my thoughts of regret and rejection the lights dimmed and a youtube video started playing on the big projection screen.

"WHAT'S UP GUYS, WE'RE BACK, AND IN A CITY NEAR YOU..."

The video included the boys fiddling around off stage and running up these stairs, Ethan on Grayson's back, that led to a curtain. I knew that was their cue to run out on stage, and the anticipation that was building up inside of me almost made me explode. The video was so smart, their behind the scenes preparation of coming out on stage, making their videos come to life.

I was staring at the screen with awe and my hand covering my mouth because of all the excitement I was experiencing.

I could not imagine I was actually about to see them, it was so crazy and surreal.

I only think of them as these amazing boys on Youtube, it doesn't seem like they really exist in real life. The two boys that make me so happy, and fill my days with laughs and smiles were about to be standing right in front of me and I was not ready.

I really convinced myself they couldn't be real...

Until they came out on stage.

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