As I finish tying my shoe, I hear Oari call from the living room, "Tree, are you ready?"

"Yeah," I yell at the top of my lungs, knowing she wouldn't hear me otherwise. I grab my bag, and run into the small room of which Phoenix inhabited, "Fee, let's go. Oari's getting impatient."

"Are you sure she isn't just hungry?" she asks as she slips on a 5 Seconds of Summer crop top that was originally a t-shirt.

I contemplate the idea, realizing how accurate it was, "While that's more than likely true, she has a reason to this time. If we don't leave soon, we'll be late for the concert."

Realization spread across her face, "Crap. Let's go!" She grabbed my arm and raced across the hall, grabbing Oari's arm as well. She then pulled us out the door, barely remembering the keys.

On the way to Dallas, we threw in our Sounds Good Feels Good album, getting ourselves pumped for the show and meet-and-greet ahead. Oari wouldn't shut up about Ashton, Phoenix sang along to every song as loud as she could, and I drove quietly trying to save my voice as much as possible, knowing by the end of the night it would be gone if I wasn't careful.

Two and a half hours later, we reached Energy Pavilion, the concert arena, in which 5 Seconds of Summer would be holding their show for the night, and we couldn't have been more excited! With an hour left to spare, we decided to look at some of the merchandise for sale. While the 'sisters' bought shirts, I settled for an extra large, extra comfortable hoodie. I slipped on my new apparel as we made our way to our seats, which were surprisingly close to the stage. How we ever managed to get enough money for all of this, I have no idea, but right now, all I can do is wait for them to make their way on stage.

After four hours of listening to angel-like voices sing, we were finally able to make our way to the meet-and-greet, that had an incredibly long line... That line being behind us, we were towards the front fairly quickly.

As we entered the room the four Australian boys occupied, I calmed myself internally, which differed from the reaction of my roommates. Example? Oari screamed and rammed into Ashton hugging him before continuing to hug the others, Calum and Michael being embraced at the same time. Counter example to the previous example? Phoenix froze. Completely. Se just stood there stunned, staring at them all.

Deciding to be decently normal, I wave and utter a quick hello in between chattering. Then, Oreo turns evil, "Introductions! I'm Oari. The short blonde over there is Tree, and Fee, why don't you introduce yourself?"

A mix of anger and horror flash across her face before stuttering quietly, "I-I-I-I-I'm Ph-Ph-Ph-Phoenix." Her cheeks turned as red as her brightly died hair.

"Is your stutter natural?" Ashton asks sounding genuinely curious.

"N-," she was cut off by Curly Top, "Yep. 100%! She does it all of the time!"

I heard Michael mutter something along the lines of 'Really? Natural? Weird.', and I shot a disapproving glare at Oari, "No, it's not. Oari just likes to mess with her sister. A lot."

Confused, they all looked at one another. Oh, yeah. Sometimes I forget that Oari and Phoenix aren't related by blood, leaving it to them-or in this case, Phoenix- to explain, "We're s-step sisters. My dad m-married her mom." Well her problem has died down a bit.

"Okay, that makes more sense," Luke says, speaking for the group.

Oari turns to Phoenix and I, and spontaneously asks, "When do I get food?!"

"When you get off your a** and go get it yourself," I reply breezily.

Luke perks up instantly, "Food? What food? Will you buy me food?!"

"Honey, as much as I love y'all," she looks him dead in the eye, "I love food more, and you will be getting none from me." After she said that, the blonde boy looked like a puppy that had just been kicked. Ashton just shakes his head.

And then, out of nowhere, Oari, like the maniac she is, just starts spinning in circles and squealing at the top of her lungs until she falls on the floor. All I can do is laugh at her weirdness. It was at that moment that I realized that Calum had barely said anything at all. Strange. Well, I suppose everyone has their days.

A few more short conversations later, we're told that our time is up, so I grab my bag (and our Oari), and head out the door, into the crowded hallway, checking behind me to make sure Phoenix made it out, which she did... Luckily.