Is there any other Direction?

James and the Gang

"Its time to get up in the morning, got McDonalds breakfast for you (just for you or any other brand) we drove two miles to get it, so you'd better get up and eat it. You don't want be a selfish, lazy crazy girl. SO WE GOTTA GET UP, IT'S TIME TO GET U--"

"SHUT IT," I yelled at Sasha, who was singing the "It's time to get up song" by One direction. She started laughing so I threw my pillow at her, still with my eyes closed. I smiled when I heard the satisfying *thump.*

"MADDDDIIIEEEEEE," she yelled, "we are getting One Direction tickets todayyyyyyy!" I sat up in excitement. oh of course, now I remember, all we need to do is sing a song to James and his friends and he would give us tickets to their concert in three days! Although I was excited, I felt that something fishy was going on, though I didn't know whether it was a good fishy or not.  Hm, oh well. I have my black belt; and my phone. I can take care of myself.

"My mamma sold me not to waste my life she said, spread your wings, my little butterfly," I heard coming from the other side or the room, or a.k.a, my phone. Sasha ran over to it with interest and soon came back with my white iPhone 4S in her hands. I looked at the caller, mum. I realised that I hadn't called her since I arrived at London, she must be worried!

"Vas Happening?"

"Maddie, is that you," was the reply.

"Yes mum, how are you?"

"I'm fine, it's you i'm worried about. How are you, are you homeless? Starving? Dead?"

her voice had reached a certain point of hysteria so I quickly answered saying, "No mum, i'm ok, I made a friend and her and her nanna have invited me to live with them until you come and remember, I went busking so I had enough money."

"Oh, ok," she said, "do you think I could speak to her nanna for a second?"

"Oh, umm, sure." I ran out of the room, ignoring Sasha's puzzled look until I found Nanna.

"Here you go," I said to her. She looked slightly puzzled so i said, "my mum." She nodded and took it from me and I walked out into the halway to see Sasha just staring at the door. "Whats wrong?" I said.

"Oh nothing, just thinking about things. ANYWAY, what song do you want to sing?"

"Huh?"

"For James and his friends dummy. Derrr."

"Oh," I said, sometimes i actully am so dumb. Stupid blonde moments. I thought for a second before saying, "What about lego house, by Ed Sheeran?"

"OMG I LOVE THAT SONG," Sasha yelled.

"You love every song," I replied drily.

"Oh, you know thats a good point."

I mentally facepalmed.

"No seriously, I love that song, it will be perfect. Do you want me to sing the first verse, you sing the second and we sing everything else together? Oh, except the 'Its a dark and a cold December' bit, I'm not very good at that," said Sasha.

Hmm, I thought for a second. "Yep, that sound fabulouis. What time are we going?"

"Wasn't it the same place and time?"

"Oh yeah, it was." I looked at my watch, which I surprisingly was wearing today, and saw that it was 10:13, still another hour and a half till we leave. "Hey Sasha, you know I havn't actually been in your room yet, or really had a good look around the house as you know, I only really got here yesterday."

"Oh yeah, thats a good idea," she replied, "Come on in."

I followed her into her room and stared. It was so cool, like a two-story bedroom. There was a mezzanine over one side of the room, whihch had her bed and a bookshelf on, and a desk underneath. The floor was floorboards with a purple shaggy rug, and on the other side of the room were built in white cupboards with random paint pattons splashed on them. The most amazing part of the room though, was the artwork. There were paintings and drawing and lino-prints and watercolours, it was just amazing. I turned to Sasha and said, "Did you do these?"