Chapter One: Hopes Pov

"Guess what?!" I screamed to best friend, Emily, over the phone.

"What?" she asked, supiscion creeping into her voice.

"I got six One Direction tickets for Fridays concert!" I squealed, trying to keep from screaming into her ear.

Nothing came through for a moment. I questioned if I should hang up and call her back, until I heard a sharp intake of breath.

"But that's in two days," she calmly replied.

"Yeah, I know. Go ask your parents. Then tell me their reply. Tell them I'm taking you. Then you call Melina and tell Katie when she gets home. Go ask them...NOW!" I demanded, nearly seeing her flinch at my new found anticipation.

But she finally sighed and replied; "Fine." I heard her bed creak as the weight of her body shuffled around. I could visually see her swinging the door open and sprinting down the stairs. Very faintly, I could her scream to her parents; "Hope invited me to a One Direction concert this friday. Can I go?!"

Oh, my god, she is such a spazz! I thought.

I waited a few minutes before deciding to hang up, only then did she come running back in.

"So what'd they say?" I asked, crossing my fingers.

"They..." she sounded as if she was gonna cry. "They said... YES!"

I squealed. "Now call Melina and wait for Katie to get home!"

"Okay! Call Maddy and Noelle!"

"No shit..." I facepalmed. And by the sound of her giggle, I knew she'd known I'd facepalmed. "Call me after you call Melina. Kay?"

"Fine. Talk to you in like a half hour," she laughed.

"Yeah okay," I smiled. "Bye."

I heard her phone click as she hung up. I paused, recentering myself before I called Maddy. She didn't answer on the first ring, as she usually did, instead she picked up on the third ring.

"Yeah, Hope?" she asked, clear exaustian in her voice.

"I got six One Direction tickets for this Friday. Emily's coming. We're inviting Melina, Katie and Noelle. Join?" I said, coming straight out with it.

I could just see her caramel colored eyes lighting up as she heard the sweet words pouring out of my mouth.

"Lemme go ask my parents," she said, trying to hold back her excitement.

"Okay."

I heard her door creak open as she quietly slipped out of her room. A few moments later she came back, giggling and clearly smiling. "They said 'yeah' as long as I had a ride to and from the concert."

I smiled. "Don't worry. I'll take you both ways." I paused. "Sounds a bit...dirty."

She laughed. "Kay see you Friday. At your place apperantly."

"Kay. Now go get a good night sleep. You'll be needing it to keep awake so you don't get trampled on the concert."

She yawned. "Night love."

"Night."

She hung up, leaving me in an eerie silence. I took a deep breath and called Noelle.

She answered right away. "Emily beat you too it."

I groaned. "Fuck her."

"She knew you were going to say that so she told me to ask you 'when? where? how hard?'" she chuckled. "My parents said yes by the way."

"Well good. I better call her back then. Bye love."

She giggled. "Bye."

One Direction was mine and Emily's savior from the pits of depression. They're music connected us with the people around us on a whole new level. Eventually, we made Melina, Noelle, Maddy and Katie obsessed with them. It helped a lot with our confidence knowing people actually liked talking to us. You see, Emily and I are...well, we don't necisarrily fit in. Katie is Emily's younger sister, she's smarter so she skipped a year, so that's why she's in our grade; she was better liked than Emily. But when she brought her friends Noelle, Maddy and Melina to our table to eat with us, they actually hadn't run away. Like all of the others. Instantly, we all became best friends.

My phone rang my ring tone "Chloe" by Emblem3. Emily.

"Yes?" I answered.

"They all can come. Katie came home as soon as you hung up," she laughed.

"We're all meeting at my place," I said.

"That's what I assumed so that's what I told Melina, Katie and Noelle."

I nodded my head against the phone. "Whale, I'll see you on Friday. Get rest. Try to sleep through tomorrow."

She yawned into the phone, making me pull head away from the speaker.

"G'night and talk to you on Friday."

This time it was I who hung up first. I yawned and glanced at the clock; midnight. I have to rest to keep my stamina up during the concert. "Night self!" I yawned.