We Need That 'One Thing'

#23 Becka and Val's Awkward Moments. (Becka)

HILLU!!

That was in UNGLOSH. A language my friends and I made up.

Dont ask.

OH! AND THIS CHAPTER IS DEDICATED TO ME, BECAUSE ITS MY BIRTHDAY TODAY!!!

WOOP

WOOP!!

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As Val dragged Becka away from the garage, Sophie closed the door and they were on the street...alone.

"Val. Im scared." Becka said, grabbing her hand.

"Ugh. You are SUCH. A drama queen. Lets go." Val said, pulling her arm so she'd catch up.

"So...how are things with you and Mr. Popular?" Becka asked when she finally caught up.

"Awesome. We're going out in like half an hour, so...I SUGGEST YOU HURRY UP A LITTLE." Val said, getting behind Becka and giving her a boost.

"OOOOOHH. Do you know what you're gonna WEARRRRR?!?" Becka said, nudging her in the shoulder.

 "I'm gonna wear nothing really that fancy...we're just going to the park to...SSHHOOT SOMEE HOOOPPPSS" Val said, mimicking her over-dramatic sister and nudger her in the shoulder as well.

"This late?" Becka asked, really confused.

"Josh says its...'romantic' that way, cuz he thinks basketball isnt that romantic." Val explained.

"Um...yeah...so...i wont be holding you up any longer...I'll just...run to the house..." Becka said, and sprinted toward her house.

"YOU DO THAT!!" Val said, screaming to her.

When Becka came home, she almost had a heart attack.

Her parents were standing right in the front of the door, their faces right in hers when she came in.

"AH!!" Becka screamed, grasping her heart.

"HEH HEH!" Her parents laughed, and high-fived.

Becka opened her mouth in disbelief.

"H-HOW COULD YOU DO HIS TO ME?!? that was VERY immature." becka screamed, wagging her finger at her parents.

"Okay, lets make a deal, we never do that again, if we all do that to your sister right now." her dad said.

"DEAL."

They all put their faces next to the door...

Val walked in...

"hi mom, hi dad, Becka...WHAT IN THE WORLD ARE YOU DOING?!" Val said, when she came in.

"Ugh. SEE?! IT DIDNT WORK." Becka said, plopping down on the couch.

"So, how did your One Direction thing go?" Her mom asked, sitting on the couch, grabbing her cup of tea.

"It went great! They loved us, but...they have to show our videos and interviews to their manager." Becka said.

"Oh, and they told us everything that is gonna happen on the tour. So we can tell you." Val said, and they both explained everything.

"Well, thats...um...a lot, dontcha think? I mean, we will barely get to see you guys." their mom said, frowning.

"And it's a VERY big responsiblitly. You have to take care of yourselves, and...Becka....you're gonna be performing EVERY week...what about your stage fright?" her dad said, unsure about this.

"Well...I think I'm over it. I realized that if i dont do it, it will bring the whole band down, and...that if i have my friends and family by my side, then I will feel very confident, and do the best i can." Becka said, smiling.

"Well, if you can handle it...then I guess we have to go along with it, and support you, right?"

Val and becka looked at each other in disbelief.

"...AHHH!!!!!!" 

"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!! OH MY GOSH THIS IS GOING TO BE AWESOMSE!!!" They freaked out.

"Uhm... sorry to  be the party pooper here, but...they didn't pick you yet..." their dad said.

"Oh, yeah..." they both stopped screaming and jumping.

"BUT IF THEY DO PICK US....WE GET TO GO!!" Val screamed.

And they all started jumping and screaming.

One left.

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Okay, just a reminder, I'm not gonna update until i get 30 reads, so...keep the reads coming!!

I'm not trying to be mean, im just trying this out, every chapter, I'm gonna set a goal of ten more reads until I update more.