"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" Thousands of voices united in a single scream of ecstacy as the lights came on onstage, illuminating five boys. I carefully held up my white iPhone, a gift from my parents for my 15th birthday. I touched the red 'record' button in the bottom of the screen and watched as it blinked to life, showing the stage on the small, three-inch screen. I hope we're able to actually hear the music... I thought. My best friend, Rebecca elbowed me in the side, "Emilee, this is IT!!!" She squealed, managing to scream above the roar of manic teenage girls. Have you ever heard thousands of teenage girls scream at the same time? It's kinda scary.. "I KNOW!!!" I yelled back. I was stoked. Becca and I had won floor tickets from a contest on the radio and VIP passes for backstage. The day I won I couldn't sleep. Thinking up all the different scenarios of what might happen tortured my thoughts. I dreamed of them each night and talked Becca's ear off with the fruits of my hard-working imagination. The first chords of What Makes You Beautiful played, drowning the crowd for just a moment before they started up even louder.
"You're insecure,
Don't know what for,
You're turnin' heads when you walk throught hte doo-oh-or.."
Here starts the best night of my life... :)
