Spotlight

I awoke to the radio blasting and my roommate, Kenz, screaming.

"Oh my god! I won! Ash! Wake up! Ash, wake up I won front row One Direction tickets!"

Her words snapped me out of my sleepy haze and I shot out of bed. "Oh my gosh Kenz! You better take me!" I shouted with a smirk.

Of course she'll take me, we have
been inseparable since we moved into our dorm together last fall. We are exactly alike, two preppy girls with long blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Whenever we go out, people always assume we are sisters.

We both have been obsessed with One Direction since they first appeared on the X-factor. We are their biggest fans and have been constantly calling the radio to win these tickets.

"Oh my god Ash I can't believe this is happening! We are going to see One Direction tonight in the front row! Somebody pinch me!"

I leaned over and pinched her arm, which caused her to give me a stink face.

"What, you told me to pinch you!"

She glared at me then started to brag to all her friends on twitter about the tickets.

I got out of bed and went into the shower. I need as much prep time as I can get because tonight, I will see my true love, Harry Styles. I've been dreaming about this for years and now my dream is coming true. I can't wait for my dream to finally come true! I have to look good tonight, because I need to make him stare at me while he is singing 'What makes you beautiful' or 'one thing'.

My stomach flutters just thinking about it. When I get out of the shower, I immediately start my hair. I turn the straightener on, but drop it on my foot once I hear my roommate squealing in the bedroom.

"Ouch!" That's going to leave a mark.

"Ashley!!!! Part of the package we won has to meet and greet passes! I cant believe this is happening! I cannot believe we are meeting friggin One Direction!"

One thing I love about Kenz, she never swears, nor do I, like I said were exactly alike.

"OH MY GOD!" Now I really have to look good, I am meeting Harry freaking Styles.

I continue to straighten my hair, the pressure of meeting him threatening to crack me. What will I say? I hope I don't embarass myself.