win a date with one direction // l.t.

Win a Date With One Direction

"Come on, Monica, let's go!!" I shouted, running out of her house and over to her car, quickly jumping in and buckling my seat-belt. "Come on!!" I watched as she quickly made her way down the driveway and into the car, starting the ignition and pulling out of the driveway. My hands shook the whole time and once we got to the store, I bolted out of the car and ran inside, with Monica trying to keep up with me.

"Nope not this one, or this one, or this one," I continued to say, throwing each magazine behind me, with Monica trying her best to catch each one. "Found it! Now let's go!" I yelled, grabbing her arm and running to the cash register. The lady at the counter quickly scanned it, putting it in a bag, and told me a total, causing me to grab money out of my pocket and throw it at her.

"Keep the change!" I yelled, pulling Monica behind me, out the doors. I pulled the magazine out of the bag and quickly flipped to the page I was looking for.

"One lucky fan will win a date with the one and only, One Direction, and it could be you. All you have to do is go to the One Direction website and go fill out the form; you can fill out out as many times as you would like. The date will be set in a secret place in Florida and the winner will be driven in a limo. So what are you waiting for? Go enter for your chance to win!" I mumbled under my breath, closing and throwing it in the air, letting out a sigh of pure happiness.

"You find the details?" Monica asked, stopping at a red light, which quickly turned green due to the lack of traffic on the road.

"I did, I did. Now hurry up so I can sign up for it!!"

"I'm hurrying! Jeez, you need to calm the hell down."

"I'm sorry, I'm just so freaking excited. You don't understand!"

"You're right; I don't and I'm so glad I don't because I would probably be a little scared of myself. As much as I am scared of you at this moment," she commented, pulling up to my house. I jumped out of the car and made my way up to the front door, turning to see Monica still sitting in her car.

"Come on! What are you waiting for?" I yelled, pushing the door open and running into my room, right past Zac and his witch of a girlfriend.

"Zoe, watch out," Zac said, walking into my room after Monica had entered.

"Yeah, you almost knocked me over," Tasha said, wrapping her hands around Zac's waist and hugging him, causing me to roll my eyes.

"I'm sorry but I have something very important to do."

"And what is this 'something'?" Zac asked, wrapping his arms around Tasha.

"This 'something' is signing up to win a date with five very handsome beasts known as One Direction. Now out, go," I said, shutting the door as they both backed up.

"Fine by me," Tasha slowly mumbled as I locked the door.

"Why does she hate you again?" Monica asked, jumping down on my bed, grabbing a pillow, and turning my t.v. on.

"Because of that whole 'dying her hair purple by accident' thing. She keeps holding it against me even though I've apologized like a thousand times."

She nodded as I sat down in my office chair, turning on my computer and waiting for it to start up. I tapped on the desk with a random bobby pin I found and ended up spinning myself around in the chair while waiting. "Zoe; stop! That's bugging me," Monica said, throwing the pillow at me, causing me to go unsteady for a moment.

"Rude!" I yelled, turning to face the computer as it finally pulled my desktop up. I quickly clicked on Google Chrome and entered the One Direction website, finding the contest details on the top of the page. I clicked on it, repeatedly doing so as I got impatient waiting for it to load. All of a sudden, I got whacked with another pillow.

"What the heck was that for?!"

"Stop tapping; it's annoying. And I'm about to run out of pillows over here," Monica said, grabbing my last pillow and putting it on her stomach and then clicking on the guide for the t.v. The window finished loading and then I skimmed through the details and rules, clicking on the link that said 'sign up,' letting out a squeal at the same time, causing Monica to glare at me.

The screen suddenly filled with boxes, most I had to fill in before submitting it. I typed my name, address, email, and all the stuff and finished in about fifteen minutes. "I'm done! What do you want for dinner?" I asked, closing out of Chrome and looking over to see Monica more sleep than awake. I picked one of the pillows up off the floor and tossed it at Monica, who shook awake and feel of the bed.

"Ow. Damn, Zoe! That hurt," she said, standing up as she rubbed her arm and then her head. I gave her an apologetic look and then walked over to my door, turning the t.v. off before unlocking the door and going to the kitchen.

"Zac! What's for dinner?" I yelled, walking down the hallway, past the living room, and into Zac and Tasha's room.

"Whatever you guys want. You can order some pizza if you want; there's forty dollars on the kitchen table," Zac said, who was watching t.v. with Tasha leaning against him on his bed.

"Okay. What do you want?"

"I don't care; whatever you get is fine," he said, before I left the room.

"How does pizza sound?" I asked Monica, while grabbing the home phone off the cradle and grabbing the forty dollars off the kitchen table.

"Pizza sounds amazing!! Are you getting meat-lovers?"

"I always do," I said, as someone picked up the phone. I placed our order of a meat-lovers pizza, sixteen chicken wings, and a liter of Sprite and then hung up, being told to wait about forty-five minutes.

"So what do we do now?" Monica asked, as we both plopped down on the living room couch and turned the t.v. on.

"We wait."

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A/N: Chapter One! We'll actually more or a prologue but whatever! A little different from before since I don't have the greatest memory but it's pretty close, dontcha think?

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