Chapter Two- Gotta Be You

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Jenna's POV

"Now that I'm not visiting my parents, I have to, I repeat, have to, go to the One Direction concert!" I say to myself as I search every ticket website in existence for the tickets. You would think that the day of the concert the tickets would go down in price. Nope. Not in the slightest.

Ticketmaster- Sold out 8 months ago.

Stubhub- Only tickets available are in the very back of the place and cost $480.

Vivid Seats- Tickets only available in pairs. $500 each.

Tickets Now- $420 per person.

The universe appears to not be supporting me here.

"Urggggggg" I scream! Looks like I would have to go to plan B. Get to the concert early and hope some scalper with a heart would sell me tickets for cheaper.

I make a quick lunch and eat it as I get dressed. "I am going to a One Direction concert. I am going to a 1D concert. I AM going to see One Direction live." I say to myself as I go down the elevator of my apartment. The walk to the Console Center takes about 10 minutes but feels like about 30 since it is raining so hard. Finally I get there.

It's gigantic and beautiful! I had been there once before for a hockey game. The whole thing is made of sparkling glass and I can see huge signs spelling out the names of artists to preform at the Center in the upcoming months. Finally I come back to earth. I look around. I had thought it strange I hadn't heard any screaming fans. I am all alone. Not a person in sight. I look down at my watch. Shit. It is 11:30. There were still 7 and 1/2 hours until the concert.

I am so so stupid! I had been looking so forward to coming I had gotten here WAY WAY too early. It would still be at least 4 more hours before any scalpers or fans would show up! I sit down on a bench and start playing Angry Birds on my phone to pass the time. I had only been playing for about 5 minutes when something or more accurately someone appeared out of the corner of my eye. I glanced up quickly but not before whoever it was had jumped back behind the building.

I jumped to my feet and sprinted after them. That was when I saw it. The huge black trailer just across the street from me. My mouth hung open. It could only be the trailer of my 5 idols. Who else would have a trailer with windows with individual blinds and a tarp across the windshield to keep you from looking inside. To reinforce the idea even more, I saw a curly haired boy duck inside the trailer. My breath caught in my throat. And then, everything went dark.

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