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Emily's POV
"Ya, apparently." I say sarcastically as I sit on the foot of the bed and exchange my flats for the heels. "You know whats next?" Deanna asks, sitting down next to me. I tie my last shoe and put my leg down. "What?" I ask. She sits up and heads over to the alarm clock/ IHome on the bed side table. She fiddles with the controls for a while before finding herself on her favorite local Top 40 station. Taylor Swift's "We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together" played through the speakers. "We dance!" she says, breaking out in her best moves. "Let's dance!" I say, standing up and trying my best to dance in the wedges. We rock out to the short remainder of the song until the dj starts to talk about the next song. "Well doesn't THAT voice sound awfully familiar?" D asks, knowingly. The voice on the radio was that of my own mother. That's right, my mom. That's the only reason we got the tickets for tonight, actually. The boys came in for an interview and ended up giving my mom two front row tickets for their concert. That's one of the only things that I like about my moms job...free stuff, and meeting my favorite musicians. So far, I've met Katy Perry, Cody Simpson, Drake, and Cher LLoyd. Ya. Pretty much the only two things cool about your mom being the main DJ for the best radio station ever are free stuff and celebrities. That's pretty much it. But she loves her job, and it pays the bills, so I can't argue. "Shut up." I say, throwing a pillow at her, making her fall back on the bed. We laughed for a while, remembering all the times we would go into the station with my mom either after or before her show and we would just play reporter. First, Deanna would be the DJ interviewing and I would be the amazingly successful, extraordinarily stunning, and utterly talented singer. She would ask a few questions and then we would switch. As we got older, we didn't do it as often and the questions got more and more Few and far between. We stare at the ceiling in silence For the remainder of my mom's intro. Soon, we hear the familiar, simple intro to that one song. Deanna and I sit up instantly and smile at each other. "I've tried playin it cool." we sing along with the radio. We dance around, probably looking like total idiots, but we don't care. Tonight, we are going to be sitting front row at the one direction concert. Nothing can ruin this day.
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So that was chapter two. Howd you guys like it? Im thinking I'm gonna have to have y'all work for the next part. How about two votes for the next part??? VOTE VOTE VOTE!!
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