2For those who read "Al and Clarissa's Poetry Class", my OC's Felicia and Rachelle have returned. I am posting this on behalf of my sister "Rachelle", who wrote this story about me "Felicia" meeting One Direction in an attempt to get me to like them (it didn't work). These are NOT our real names. I did *minor* editing, but my sister wanted to keep the story the way she wrote it.
I hope you like it!
~Basketcase
"OMGEE Felicia! You have to get me the new One Direction CD," is what Felicia woke up to that morning.
"Rachelle!? Do you have ANY idea what time it is?" she yelled into her cell phone.
"You don't understand! It's being sold early in Ottawa at the Rideau Centre, you just have to take the bus down there, buy me the CD and I'll come pick it up in a couple of days! I'll pay yoouuuu!"
After much persuasion, and mainly because Felicia wanted to go back to sleep, she promised her sister that she would buy this new CD.
After a couple more hours of sleep Felicia rolled out of bed sleepily and dragged herself to the bathroom. The fact was, Felicia had not got any sleep the last couple of nights because her roommates were playing One Direction all night long and screaming like fan girls in preparation for said CD. She really had been 'up all night' and it drove her crazy.
Upon reaching the bathroom Felicia was shocked to see her reflection. Before her stood a zombie-like creature with short brown hair, bloodshot eyes, and an expression that looked like she wanted to go out and murder somebody. Well, there's no point showering. I'd better just go out like this, she thought to herself, realizing that no amount of grooming could tame her hair.
Grudgingly, Felicia trudged out of her apartment and found that it was pouring out. As she ran towards the nearest bus stop, safe under her umbrella, a car passing by completely soaked her. "You don't know you're beautiful!" was blasting from their car, so the driver couldn't hear Felicia swearing at them.
Felicia felt contempt towards One Direction as she finally stepped onto the bus and sat down. How dare they make me get out of bed and then splash me with mud, then she began to recognize the song that was on the bus radio..."You've got that one thing!"
"Can you turn that off PLEASE?!" Felicia yelled.
They didn't listen.
Finally, Felicia had made it to the Rideau Centre and gaped at the HUGE line-up of dewy-eyed tweenage girls blocking her way. Surely somewhere else had to have this CD. By this time it had stopped raining and Felicia decided to walk to a nearby Walmart.
Muttering under her breath, Felicia entered the store and wandered towards the electronics department. To do so she had to pass the home decorating section – specifically, an assortment of mirrors along the way. Felicia hardly recognized herself, covered in mud, bed head, with black patches under her eyes. All she wanted was to get out of that store and back to her dorm room as fast as she could. Unfortunately it didn't seem like that was going to happen. Felicia found the CD but ended up talking to some Walmart greeter who she couldn't escape from.
"I'm surprised you aren't getting that at the Rideau Centre, I heard that One Direction was going to make a guest appearance at some store for the fans. I heard a rumour that it was going to be there."
"Yeah, that's nice," Felicia said and then she walked/ran towards the cash register and as soon as she got into line, a pile of the same tweens she had seen earlier shoved into the store and cried "WHERE ARE THEY!"
The cashier looked at Felicia and said "So, you're kinda old for a 1D fan."
"This is for my sister," Felicia began. But she supposed she was kind of old to be in line buying this CD, she just turned twenty after all.
"Yeah, sure it is," the cashier replied. As the cashier scanned it through there was a loud banging noise and One Direction began blaring over the P.A system. By this time Felicia had got a crazed look in her eye and felt as if she were about to explode.
Suddenly there was confetti and balloons thrown in Felicia's face. Felicia doubled over and hacked up the tiny pieces of paper and over the P.A system she heard a man saying:
"Congratulations, customer! By choosing this store you have won a weekend get away with One Direction!"
There was a roar from the crowd and camera crews which had quickly assembled inside the store. Just then the five members of One Direction popped out of nowhere and rushed over to Felicia. At this time, Felicia had gone into an unpleasant shock.
"Congrats!" They all yelled as they bounded over to Felicia.
"Woah woah woah hold on a minute!" Felicia said, instinctively punching one of them in the face as he tried to hug her, "I don't want a weekend getaway! I have exams to study for! What the hell is this?!"
"That's no problem," the store owner responded trying to do some damage control as the one Felicia had hit stumbled away, dumbstruck, "I'm sure we can arrange for you to write your exams early! Not to fear, you're going to have a great time with One Direction!" He said with fake enthusiasm.
By this time a crowd of crazy teenage girls had surrounded Felicia at the cash, screaming for autographs and pictures.
"I'm sure that she –" Felicia pointed at a random person in the crowd, "would rather go on this trip than me, why don't you give it to her?" The girl Felicia had pointed to had curly red hair and pretended to faint into the arms of two men standing behind her. She yelled "One Direction I'm your biggest fan!" and she began to hyperventilate and her friends all screamed and made a fuss.
"Erm – we never thought that somebody wouldn't want to have a weekend with us...we wrote it up in the contract with Walmart that the first customer to buy the CD would have a vacation...I'm afraid that we can't revoke it..." one of the group members said tentatively. He had brown eyes and a boyish face and a mole on his neck. Felicia recalled, probably from Rachelle bombarding her with fan art, that this boy's name was Leo or Sam or something.
By this time Felicia had tried to weave her way through the crowd and escape the impending getaway. This was proof that One Direction really was the cause of all her problems. However, the crowd would not let her through.
"Hey! Are you forgetting that she punched me in the face! Paul where were you! You are my bodyguard aren't you?" Said the boy Felicia had punched (not completely) by accident, he had blue eyes and she remembered from Rachelle swooning over him that his name was Dewey or Lewis or something.
"Look," an intimidating man Felicia assumed to be Paul said, "we've got a tight schedule here, I suggest you sign these waivers and we will contact you about this trip. We'll also take care of your exams, so be grateful for this will you?"
"Ok," Felicia said dumbstruck. Before she knew it she was signing a bunch of waivers and forms and before anything else could be said she rushed out of the store. Behind her the group had set up a book and CD signing area and Felicia saw the boy she had punched being teased by a blond haired boy, Felicia thought that maybe he was Scottish.