Chapter Two

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Anything in the " is said by the radio host,

Z= Zara

N= Nicki

K= Kia


"So on the line we have Zara, Nicki and Kia, are you there girls?"

Z- Yep

N- Hello!

"...Kia?"

Wait he said Kia. OH SHIT HE'S TALKING TO ME

K- Uh...Hi?

"Good, you're all still on the line. You girls were callers 18,19 and 20."

N- Who was number 20?

I was so thankful these girls were doing the talking. I was silently shitting myself at the thought of having my voice heard by loads of people over the radio.

"Number 20 was in fact Zara, BUT in order to prove she is worthy of the ticket, I'm going to ask Zara two questions. If she gets one wrong, the opportunity to win the ticket, goes to caller number 19, got it?"

Z- YES!

N- Yup

K- Yeah

"Ok Zara. First question. What is Luke's middle name?"

Z- Easy one, Robert

"Cooooorrect! Ok second question! How many followers does Michael have on twitter? A. 2.8 Million, B. 3.6 Million or C. 3.3 Million?

Z- WHAT! Ok is it 3.3 Million?

"Oooh that is incorrect! Sorry Zara! But stay on the line because we are still going to give you a signed copy of their latest album!"

Z- Thank you!

"Now the 19th caller was Kia! Ready to answer some questions?

K- 100% read

"First question! What is Calum's Star Sign?

I KNOW THIS ONE, I FUCKING KNOW THIS ONE

K- Aquarius!

"Correct! Last question. Complete the sentence and name the song.

Tell the truth and I'll...?"

K- Is it 'Tell the truth and I'll show you how to dare', Kiss me Kiss me by 5SOS?

"Ah Kia, I'm really sorry but... you're CORRECT!"

K- WHAT! OH MY GOD REALLY!?

"Yes really! You have just won a ticket to their show, congrats! Stay on the line so we can get your details!"

K- Thank you so so much!



THE NEXT DAY (Monday)



After a night filled with screaming and crying, I woke up feeling happier than I ever had before.

After I gave them my address, phone number etc, they told me exactly what I had won. I got free flights and accommodation, I got to go to the Hits NZ studios and hang out with Brandon before the concert and (most importantly) front row tickets to the 5 Seconds of Summer Concert in Auckland.

I was finally going to see the boys who saved me.

When I was 14 I got depression after my parents split. I just didn't understand how two people who were so in-love could get divorced. It was my second year of college, and no-one wanted to be friends with a depressed Year 10. Instead, they started to bully me. They even still do today, only, not as bad. Just after I turned 16, I heard the angelic voices of 5SOS for the first time. Watching them sing and goof around made me feel happier. Though, the whole time I have been supporting them, I have never seen them perform live. I was sure that this concert would be the happiest moment of my life.


As I enter school on Monday, some girls in my year that I had never talked to me before, came up to me and asked if that was me on Hits NZ last night.

I also found out that the girl who had been bulling me since Year 10, Nicki Phillips, was the Nicki on the phone last night. I had won the ticket against the smartest bitch in school who had bullied me for years.

But Nicki was happy going around bragging about the signed CD Hits NZ were giving her for being caller 20.I wasn't quite sure if she knew it was me that had won the tickets until after school.


She pulled me aside as I was beside my locker and into the nearest girls bathroom.

"So is it true?," Nicki asked, glaring at me,

"Is what true?" I asked, a grin forming on my face, knowing what she was asking about.

"Is it true that you won the ticket to the 5SOS concert?"

"Yep," I answered, smiling smugly in her angry face.

"You little bitch!" She screeched before slapping me, hard may I add, across the face.

"OW!" I screamed, clutching my cheek.

"That's what you get for taking something that I deserve way more than you do,"

"I don't care if you think you deserve them, I fucking won them," I said before shoving her away from me. I could smell her perfume and let me tell you, my dog's ass smells better than that.

"Don't think you're all top shit just because you won those tickets. After the concert, you will go back to being the stupid loser that nobody likes. Just keep that in mind." Nicki finished, before she left the bathroom, leaving me in the shit smelling room.

But the worst part was...

She was right.


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