Chapter 3

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*Tatum's POV* 

I grabbed the letter and started reading it aloud. "We are sorry to announce you have not been selected to go on a Date with One Direction. Thank For Your Entry." No. Noooo. NONONO. I could see Penelope and Saba slump with disappointment. Their entire faces fell and I knew exactly how they felt. We had come so close. So so so close. I looked at both of them, tears had started welling up in all our eyes. "Ermm.. Thanks for coming I guess..." I said to the show host. He just smiled at me for a moment. Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door and another show host came running in, "Wait!" she yelled holding up an iPhone with a video loading, "APRIL FOOLS!" The video started playing and suddenly all the boys of One Direction were smiling up at us "April Fools!!" they yelled in unison, Liam began to speak "We figured we would have some fun with the winners and sent you a fake envelope! We are happy to say you actually have won a date with us, we look forward to seeing you soon!" 

"OOOOOOHMIIIGOOOOD!!" "WE WOOON!" "GAAAAAH!" yells of excitement came pouring out of all of us as the camera crew and hosts laughed. I looked up at Penelope "Its actually happening! We're going to meet One DIrection!!" 

*Penelope's POV*

That was probably the most stressful 5 minutes of my entire life. honestly. I thought we had really lost and to come so close and not win would just be devastating! 

30 minutes later the crew ushered us into a limo with my mum (as she was our chaperone... but probably as exited as the rest of us!). We were literally buzzing with excitement. The limo drove us all the way to the ferry and then from the other side into our hotel in the city. The whole time we chatted excitedly about what we were going to when we met them and which of them was our favourite and why. We discussed how when we really met the boys we would try to entrance them, although we all knew in reality we would probably all turn into piles of girly jello. When we got to the hotel it was late so we went pretty much straight to bed, we talked for ages and then tried to fall asleep but there were just so many thoughts swirling around in my head! What would I do when I saw them? How could I make myself stand out from the other fans they had met? What kind of personality do they like on a girl? And most importantly.. WHAT WAS I GOING TO WEAR!?!

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