“C’mon girls. If you want me to drop you off on my way, your tooshies should be in the car in 10 seconds.” Amber’s mom yelled.
“This is it! We might actually get to meet them!” Ivy semi screamed as we grabbed the totes we had prepared just for emergencies like this.
Emergencies meaning any time that may actually have a chance to meet the 5 hotties of the British/Irish boy band One Direction.
They had just gotten here 3 hours ago landing at the LAX and are currently staying at the Hilton that was only 12 minutes away from where Amber lived. Thank god her mother understood our situation and agreed to drop us off on her way to the mall. We we’re gonna try and sneak into the hotel and knock on all the doors until we we’re face to face with one of the members. Or maybe all of them, but 1 will do if that’s what happens.
In the car we we’re all (that is me, Ivy, and Amber) trying to slow our breathing down. We we’re only 12 minutes away from the loves of our lives and butterflies we’re multiplying in our stomachs.
“Okay. This is it girls” Amber said looking Ivy and me in the eyes, “This is our chance and we’re not messing this up right?”
Ivy and I nodded.
“Remember no fan girling in front of them. Just smile and wave and compliment on how amazing they are and how they’re doing but in under any circumstances We. Will. Not. Fangirl.” Amber said through gritted teeth as her mother watched us with a bemused expression through the rear view mirror.
“We got all the totes right?” Ivy asked and looked at Amber and me. We nodded in reply.
“Okay then first disguises are sunglasses and wigs” She said taking them out of the tote she was carrying on her left arm.
We were each carrying two totes. One filled with disguises the other crammed with notes and stuff for the boys.
I got my ray bans out and got on the ruby red wig over my strawberry blonde hair.
“The first thing we’ll do when we see them is give them the totes. Don’t forget” I warned the other two and they nodded their head furiously.
Now that we we’re in our first disguise (out of 12 that we had prepared) we remained silent for the rest of the ride wildly trying to calm our insides down.
“Okay, here it is. Hilton hotel” Mrs Rysko said slowing the Odyssey down in front of the 5 star hotel. “I’ll be back in 3 hours max. Don’t do anything crazy, don’t kill anyone, and don’t get in trouble with the police. Have fun!”
We climbed out of the car and waved as she drove away. This is it.
Plan A: Don’t act like a fangirl, pretend to be living in the hotel at the moment and get into the elevator without getting stopped by any of the workers or any of the security that seems to be wandering around the lobby. Act chill and cool and look like a rich bitch who could care less. If asked where your room key is tell them that your parents are in the hotel room with a horrible migraine and you’d just come around to check on them before leaving again. Then let the searching begin!
We walked inside and slid our sunglasses on top of our heads and hold our heads up while walking towards the elevator.
There we’re fans being held behind red rope and they stared at us as we walked past them. My heart stuttered nervously as we passed a couple guards standing by the ropes. They had serious faces on and I silently sighed with relief when they nodded at us.
“Oh my gosh! Mikayla, Amber it's actually working!” Ivy whispered/screamed as we reached the elevator. I pressed the up button while Amber gave Ivy the shush look. We could still be caught. We’re not safe yet till we’re on the elevator, on our way up.
