I don’t look like a pop star or anyone they would ever put on tour with One Direction. I could imagine maybe some c list band asking me but never One Direction. I am not that skinny. I am just pretty average. I am about 5’3 and weigh around 140 pounds. I kinda have baby fat. I have a curly mess of hair similar to Harry Styles actually. But mine is a dark dirty blonde. And I have a round face with greyish blue eyes. I am so nervous. I mean I just turned 18 and I am the opening act for One Direction? All I did was post a video on YouTube about four years ago (back before the start of freshmen year) of me singing Hey Jude by the Beatles. It got no views so I forgot about it but then about two months later my twitter blew up in the middle of English class. Apparently Liam Payne from One Direction tweeted my video and said “Dang this girl has chops!” It was pretty weird. So overnight my video gained thousands of views and honestly it felt so weird. I had to put my Twitter on private. I began to make other YouTube videos
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I glanced over at it. Kian texted me.
Kian: We’ll be there in like 5 minutes I slide my phone back in my pocket. Kian and Jc had to pick me up to bring me to where Paul would meet me. (Paul is One Directions manager). I don’t have a car. I lugged my suitcase and duffle bag and guitar out of my apartment and down the stairs. I watched out the window waiting for them to arrive. Jc pulled up out of nowhere with Kian in the front seat beside him. I threw my stuff in the back seat. We listened to the radio for a while. The ride wasn’t long but it felt like an eternity with no one talking. Kian peeked back at me.
“ Casper? You’re gonna text us right?” Kian asked. I nodded. I know Kian has a little crush on me. His friend Sam Pottorff told me.
“Yeah of course!” I said. Kian smiled at my answer. Jc looked up in the rearview mirror.
“You know we are coming to see you?” Jc asked. I looked up from my phone.
“When?” I
I glanced over at it. Kian texted me.
Kian: We’ll be there in like 5 minutes I slide my phone back in my pocket. Kian and Jc had to pick me up to bring me to where Paul would meet me. (Paul is One Directions manager). I don’t have a car. I lugged my suitcase and duffle bag and guitar out of my apartment and down the stairs. I watched out the window waiting for them to arrive. Jc pulled up out of nowhere with Kian in the front seat beside him. I threw my stuff in the back seat. We listened to the radio for a while. The ride wasn’t long but it felt like an eternity with no one talking. Kian peeked back at me.
“ Casper? You’re gonna text us right?” Kian asked. I nodded. I know Kian has a little crush on me. His friend Sam Pottorff told me.
“Yeah of course!” I said. Kian smiled at my answer. Jc looked up in the rearview mirror.
“You know we are coming to see you?” Jc asked. I looked up from my phone.
“When?” I