THE CONTEST \\ Michael Clifford[ON HOLD]

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Friday April 4, 2014

I diligently sat at my desk working on my chemistry lab when my phone went off, signalling I had a message from someone. Sighing, I paused my music and walked over to my docking station to grab my phone. What showed up on my screen shocked me.

Twitter: @5SOS followed you on twitter!

Twitter: DM from @5SOS.

I quickly swiped open my phone and scanned over the DM.

Hey Jocelynn! Congratulations, you’ve won our touring contest! Thank you for entering, its fans like you that make us successful. DM us(c)

(c)back if you have any questions. Love from Mikey, Cal, Luke, Ash xxx

Not knowing what to do, I quickly ran downstairs where my parents were sitting in the kitchen, talking as my mom made supper for us. 

“What are you doing down here? Aren't you supposed to be doing your homework?” My dad immediately asked. I nodded my head while smiling widely. 

“Mom, dad, I won the contest! I get to go on tour with 5SOS!” I nearly screeched.

Mom dropped the spatula that she was holding. Dad’s eyebrows rose.

“What? How do you know?” she asked while rushing over to me as I held my phone to her. She quickly read over the DM and handed it back to my dad while rubbing her head and walking back over to the spaghetti that we were cooking. 

“I only let you enter that silly contest because I didn't think you would win. What are we supposed to do now, Arthur?” she asked while stirring the noodles. 

“We agreed to this, Sharon. Now we must follow through,” he replied while handing my phone back to me. I beamed at them. They were actually letting me go!

“I want to speak to their management so we can go over the rules together. Ours and theirs,” my dad continued. I nodded my head and began to type back.

Would it be possibly if your management called my parents? They want to go over the rules…

I sat down on the stool next to my dad and waited for a reply. Surprising, it came quite quickly.

Number?

I quickly typed out home phone number in and waited for it to start ringing. Soon enough, it did. My mom answered and put it on speaker phone. “Sharon Young speaking, who is this?”

“Hello. I am John, one of the tour managers for 5 Seconds of Summer. You wanted to speak with us, correct?” A man with an Australian accent asked.

“Yes we did. Now, how is everything going to happen?” My dad butted in. 

“Well, we will have a plane fly Jocelynn from your city to San Francisco the day before tour starts, so Thursday, April 10th. All the expenses for this trip will be paid for, apart from shopping. But hotels and food and travel expenses will be paid by us. She will be travelling on the same bus as the band and Luke’s mother, Liz Hemmings, as well as I. When we stay in hotels, she will be sharing a room with Liz, as Liz is the only female on tour. I’m sure Liz will love some more female company,” he chuckled to himself. “Over the course of two weeks, Jocelynn with travel through different states with the band, and even over to Canada for their stop in Toronto, where they will be for two days. Does she have a passport?” he asked.