Hated You

I have always hated 1D. I really have no idea why, I just thought they were some sort of fad that would end. Its probably because they took a lot of the fame away from Justin Bieber. I loved JB and ever since one direction happened, he had been way less popular:( I was listening to the radio, and the station had a contest to win tickets to a Justin Bieber concert. At least, thats what I thought. I entered and won, but when i found out that they were One Direction tickets.......well, you wouldn't have wanted to be there. It also didn't help that I found out when I was at the concert and that I had backstage passes for me and my friend.


3. What do you wear when you meet a celebrity?

Rose's POV

"Bree-Bree, guess what?" I yelled as i walked in the door. "Chicken butt." she said back as she walked towards me. " Not funny, what are you, twelve? Anyway, I WON TICKETS TO A JUSTIN BIEBER CONCERT AND BACKSTAGE PASSES!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed the last parts of my words. "Oh well inst that just amazayn for you. And i am so not twelve, im a very very very immature 19 year old." she said back to me. "But thats not even the best part Bree, im bringing you with me to the concert!' i said ignoring the use of her one direction- type words. "And before you object that its Justin Bieber, i will let you give me a makeover if you come." I told her. "Oh my god! Hell yes im coming now!!!" she said, jumping up and down. Bree had always wanted to give me a makeover, and i had always said no. Until now.

" Of course, we're gonna have to go shopping and get you something presentable to wear. This is Justin freaking BIEBER we're talking about here. It doesnt help that your clothes all look like rainbow unicorns had a paintball fight while wearing them. Tomorrow we're driving into London to get you new clothes." she said. Yes, thats right, we lived in the United Kingdom. And if your one of those people thats thinking, 'Wow you must be rich to live there' think again. I moved out of my parents house back when i was 16. My family was never messed up or divorced or anything like that. They just never had time for me, and when they did it was really awkward to be around them. I got a job at the coffee shop and i was doing ok by myself. But then i met Bree while i was trying to apply for another job, and we made a fast decision to live together and both pay the say rent, roommates basically. She ended up getting the job. Lucky.The house we lived in was like basically a shack.

 "Ok, Fine. but we're using your money, Bree." I said.

           Next Day

I stared at myself in the mirror. I was wearing the outfit  Bree had picked out for me. It was a grey shirt with humming birds on it, super skinny black jeans, black and gold bangles, black flower earrings, and black flats. Bree opened the door to the changing booth and looked into the mirror with me. "Wow, for once you actually look pretty. If only we could fix your face." She said. "Shut up" I told her.

Bree's POV

I stared at my best friend in the mirror. As much as i hated to admit it, she was beautiful. Way pretty than me. Her blond curls were way prettier than my straight ugly brown hair. Her skinny curvy figure was way prettier than me with my straight figure. I dont mean im fat, i just wasn't that skinny.  And she was tall. I had always wanted to be tall, but i was short.

 "Ok, im buying this for you." i said

 A while later we were back at our house and Rose was sitting at our make up table. "im not sure about this Bree......." "Shush Rose you promised you'd let me give you a makeover so shut it. I grabbed the foundation off the table and laughed evilly, this was gonna be funny. Rose looked terrified.

Author's Note

Wow two chapters in two days!(im amazayn right?) anyways, what you think? Was it confusing, did it not have enough detail, or was it phenomiNIALL?  i will try to update next weekend. See you later lovelies:)




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