Twit Talker (One Direction save a life story)

Tweetin

Hey I’m Julia, but everyone just calls me Skits or Twit TalkerI’m 17 years old, I stand 5’ 6 1/2”, long/short fire orange hair, born in Bradford, with smokey gray eye’s.That’s at least how I know my life.So that is all there really is to tell about me.Well besides the fact that I’m on my own really.I’m a foster runaway you know they can’t keep me there I just take off after a night or two.So how does this have to anything to do with One Direction well let me get there alright.So here we go into my story of becoming and being the Twit Talker.

Julia’s POV

It was my first One Direction concert in awhile.Yeah I’m pretty pumped to be going to another one.But you might be wondering how does a 17 year old foster runaway get One Direction tickets.That is a good question well actually you might not believe me but I sort of found them a kid in this school had some and he was selling them and I guess he dropped them and well look who found one.So I hitched a ride with someone from the school and I went to the concert in Los Angeles, California.It was I don’t know around 7 o’clock at night and the concert was about to begin.Now think about it put a 17 year old girl in a stadium with like 40,000 screaming girls that are fangirling over the hottest boy band in the world what do you expect to go wrong almost everything.So soon enough the concert was in full swing and the boys start reading a few tweets.

“All right this tweet is from @Skits_Gobbi_17(aka Julia) and her tweet reads “Thank you One Direction for saving my life countless times that really don’t add up to anything your song Diana has saved me from doing the unthinkable and continuing to live on with my life and I almost wasn’t able to understand the worth of living until I almost didn’t have life at all” Julia if your in the audience would you please stand up”,Harry said.Holy shit that was my tweet from my account that I wrote months ago shit.

“Well it looks like either Julia’s not here or isn’t going to stand so lets reply to the tweet Zayn tweet back alright”,Harry said.I watched in awe as they typed back this message: “@Skits_Gobbi_17(aka Julia) we’re happy we could help if you are in the stadium please stand up we have a few questions for you please respond-One Direction :)”.Holy shit.After Zayn hit post I pulled out my phone and there was the tweet.Hmm this might be fun to mess with them.So I started a rely and since they had there phone connected to the screen everyone would see it.So I typed:”Hello One Direction I know who you are but try to look into the crowd and figure out who I am I’ll give you my mind numbing description of myself  I’m 17 years old, I stand 5’ 6 1/2”, long/short fire orange hair, born in Bradford, with smokey gray eye’s start looking before I’m gone I’ll give you 2 minutes after that you can wish me good-bye and good-luck-@Skits_Gobbi_17(aka Julia)”.Then I hit post.Their reaction was priceless really.There faces dropped as they read it.Then Harry turned and scanned the crowd looking for me.Then he spotted me standing there just staring down at the stage it wasn’t that hard to tell who I was so he waved up at me.I gave him the thumbs up back.