AMANDA'S P.O.V.

Hi my name's Amanda, I'm 19 years old, and I don't know who One Direction is. I'm at the park with my best friend Lysine. While throwing my icecream cone away, I see One Direction tickets in the trash.
Picking them up, I inspect them and notice that they're backstage passes.
"Hey Lysine," I ask, "do you know who One Direction is?" "No."
"Oh, well I found tickets and backstage passessin the trash, do you think we should go check them out?" "Sure why not." "Okay the concert's tomorrow at five." "Okay, hey we should have a sleepover tonight, cuz you know how I like to sleep in," she winks. "Well i dint think I'll be much help with that, i reply, "Eh, whatever."

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP BEEP. BEEP BEEP BEEP.

"AAAHHH SHUT UP!" Iyelled, trying turn out my alarm clock. "Ugh why am I up do EARLY on a Saturday," i thought, but then suddenly remembered about the concert.
I searched everywhere for my megaphone "Found it!" I exclaimed, turning it on. I slowly creeped over to were she was sleeping and simultaniosly yanked the covers off, opened the curtains, and screamed "MEGAPHONE!!" into the megaphone, which was right by her ear. "AAAAHHHHH", she yelled. "Why would you do that, you scared the poop outta me!" " You're welcome. Sorry, not sorry." I replied. "I just wanted to wake you up, the concert's today, remember?" "Oh yea," she said. we got ready and hopped in the car, not knowing that our lives were about to be changed forever.

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Sorry it's short, this one was more of an introduction, the next one will be longer.
I also jus went back and did a LOT of editing, the writing was terrible.