Lennex's P.O.V!
I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off. "I want you to rock me! Rock me! Rock me! Yeah! I want you to rock me! Rock me! Rock me! Yeah! I want you to hit the pedal heavy metal-" I pressed the snooze button pretty hard. I hit the button so hard, it went flying off the bedside table and hit my pink carpet-ed floor. But I didn't care. It was too early in the morning, even for One Direction. Who am I kidding? It's never too early for One Direction! Especially if they are singing 'Rock Me,' my favorite song by them.
I slowly pull myself from the warm bed, and make my way to my bathroom. I looked in the mirror and almost jumped in shock. I have horrible bed hair in the morning! Plus, my make-up is smeared over my face, I had bags under my eyes, and my morning breath wasn't very minty, if you know what I mean.
I put my messy hair into a bun and began to wash my face. I scrubbed until every smearing of make-up was off. Then, I brushed my teeth, making my mouth clear of germs and bacteria. I pulled my hair down and brushed it out, making it a bit better than it was before. I hopped into the shower and scrubbed my body until I was conpletely clean.
As soon as I was done with that, I stepped out of the shower, turning the water off, and wrapped my white and blue polk-a-dotted robe around my body. I made my way to my closet and picked out an outfit. Jean short-shorts and a white shirt with "PINK" written in big cursive letters. So what? I love pink. Get. Over. It.
I dried my blonde hair, aand left it natural. I fixed my make-up, putting on mascara, black eye-liner, foundation, and a light shade of pink eye-shadow. I slipped on my black Toms, without socks of course, because they are pointless.
Once I was completely ready, I made my way out my door and to Vannah's house. I didn't care to knock on the front door, because I knew it was unlocked. Plus, we never knock while going into each other's houses. That's just how we 'roll.'
"Honey! I'm home!" I yell. I waited for the thunderous footsteps from my best friends. Soon enough, they came. The first to come, was of course, Drew, considering she ran track and was the fastest of all of us. Next was Vannah, and I'm pretty sure she knocked Faith down in the hallway, because I heard the THUD.
"Ouch!" Faith yelled. I looked over at Vannah, and she shrugged as if it was no big deal. I laughed. Then, Faith joined us, rubbing her elbow. She looked at me like she was upset.
"Uh oh. What did I do?" I ask.
"Where have you been? I told you to be home hours ago! I needed my wifey! I can't believe you went off somewhere without my say-so?" She says. Drew was trying so hard not to laugh, you can always tell if she will laugh, which she doesn't do often. Horrible past, long story.
"I'm so sorry! Please forgive me, Wifey!" I say dramaticly. She ran at me and hugged me and began saying she is sorry. I laughed so hard, I couldn't take it. Vannah laughed too. Drew giggled a little, then began laughing a little. I smiled. It's one of those moments at which she laughs, and when those happen, you have to charish it.
Once we stopped laughing and calmed down, Vannah was the first to speak, like usual. "Guys, I sent you guys an email of our demo. Did you each get it?" She asked. We all nodded. "Okay, did you listen to it? Do you have any ideas for it?" She continued. We all shook our head.
"It was perfect. Good job, Vannah," Faith complimented. Vannah smiled.
"Well, I'm glad you don't have any objections about the demo, because I gave it to a certain someone, and we are going to London! Our flight is tonight! Somebody, or some people, want to meet us!" She says excitedly. WHAT!?
"WE ARE GOING TO LONDON?!?!" the three of us yell at Vannah. She nodded excitedly.
"I can't believe this! I need to pack! I need to go shopping! I need to eat!" Faith screams. I laugh at her retarded-ness. She ran out the house, probably trying to furfill her claims.
