"Today's the day. Luggage, check. Toothpaste and brush, check. Makeup, double check. And lastly 1D's poster, check."
It's all complete and settle. Let's see. What time was the arrival of One Direction? 8.45 a.m. and now it was still 7 a.m.
I could rest for a while.
Suddenly, my phone rang and it is written "assistant, Jeff."
I'm starting to wonder why he called me this early.
"Yeah? Why do you call me this early?"
"Miss, are you on your way now?" He sounded panic.
"No, i was still at home. Why?" I ask, starting to get panic.
"What? Your plane is 7.10 and you know that the airport is far way from your house, miss."
"What? I thought it was 8.45. And how do you know i was not on my way?" I ask in wonder.
"The flight attendant calls me why i haven't arrived. I wasn't the one who take the flight, and so i thought you forgot, and you just did."
"Thank Jeff, but i got no time. Gotta go. Bye."
And i think i just ran as fast as i could.
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FanfictionAllyssa Cahill, who always dream of meeting One Direction, had come true because she had became a very famous business woman and she opens a export company. After her meeting with One Direction, Simon Cowell was giving her a job to be their manager...
