1-Simran's P.O.V

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"Miss Kitihes?" Ms. Murkil growled.

Mrs Tomlinson thank you very much.

"Mm, yes?" I sat up.

"Would you mind telling us? It is your turn," she rolled her eyes.

Ok, for the record I had no idea what she was talking about.

It's the first day of the year and it's forth period, nearly lunch.

It's only the beginning of the period though so our teacher must of wanted us to tell us about ourselves.

It's technology and I'm sitting next to the only person I know, Dom.

"Uh well, I'm Simran, I'm turning eighteen. I love One Direction and my favourite member is Louis and uh-"

"SIMRAN. I see you not a very good listener, we were telling the class about our holidays! Moving on..."

Wow thanks, Ms. You've got my respect...*sarcasim*

"Ignore her she's being rude," Dom said making a face.

I laughed.

"Oh you think it is so funny don't you Miss Nillacods ?" Ms. Murkil smirked.

Poor Dom. And by-the-way Ms. Murkil, I think Dom would rather Mrs Horan. Snap.

"You two, detention-lunch."

Dom pulled a face.

"No!!!" She whispered.

Dom sure loved her food.

-LUNCH TIME-

"Where do we go for detention Ms.?" I asked.

She glared at me and pointed to her staff room.

"No talking you two. I'm taking your phones too."

Detention...great.

My old technology teacher came up to me.

"Why are you two young ladies in detention? I had you, Simran last year and Dom three years ago! What did you do?"

I sighed. "It was Ms. Murkil, we were not listening..."

She laughed. "She's a but icy isn't she? You two can go- I am the head teacher for technology."

We ran out and sprinted to the canteen. After we got our lunch we went to our seats.

"Guys, y'know those sold out 1D tickets?" Someone screamed.

"No?!" Someone else yelled.

"There is one last competition- TWO ONE DIRECTION TICKETS WITH FRONT ROW AND BACKSTAGE PASSES!!!"

"Do any of you have tickets ?" Dom asked.

They all cheered. Why would you want more tickets?

Oh well.

-AFTER SCHOOL-

" Hey Dom...?" I asked.

"Yeah?" She replied.

"Um I was wondering...because you and me don't have One Direction tickets yet..."

"We could go into the competition together!!" She squealed.

"Yea, we'll enter tomorrow." I grinned.

"Yea!!! Well, there's my mum's car. Bye!" She giggled.

Wow...1D tickets...imagine if we won.

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