All I Want For Christmas Is You

After getting the doctor to look at Val’s leg, we had to leave the insurance number and everything for the hospital, and that took a while. I looked over at the plain clock on the wall that said there was 30 minutes until the concert began. We should’ve already been there.

“Was anything wrong with her leg?” I asked the doctor that passed by. He smiled, “Just a little sprain. I suggest you let her rest on it for a while, no harm done,” he said, quickly leaving and going to his next place to be.
“If we are going to actually go through with the interview, we need to leave now,” Karla said, grasping my upper arm. Val looked up at me, wiping her previous tearstains from her cheeks. “Let’s go see One Direction,” Val said, tugging at my shirt and burying her face in my chest. She was always a tough girl, she could get through this pretty well.

“Oh, my God,” Karla interjected as we stared up at the O2 Arena in front of us. “It’s huge,” I added as we began to walk closer to the entrance. I was holding Val in my arms as we went inside.
“Excuse me sir, but we have backstage passes,” Karla said, holding her laminated pass in front of the security guy. The guy took it from her hand and examined it carefully before letting go of it, letting it go around her neck again. He did the same to mine, and then he saw Val in my arms. “Val, get your pass out,” I whispered in her ear. She wasn’t paying attention at first, and then she finally dug around in her coat pocket.

There was no pass.

“Cat, I don’t know where my pass went,” she said, almost in tears. “Okay, calm down love,” I told Val. The security guy looked at us suspiciously and then spoke. “You two girls can go, but the little one cannot enter,” he said, looking down at Val. “But I had it!” Val screeched. “Val, shut up,” I said, because I didn’t want her causing a scene. “NO!” she screamed as she squirmed herself out of my arms onto the ground. She winced in pain as her leg hit the concrete. The security guy was getting frustrated. “Take her out of here, or I will do it myself,” he said, pointing towards the door.
“No you will not!” I said, jamming my arm between him and my little sister. “SECURITY!” the guy yelled, trying to get more help. “No please! Stop!” Karla said, pulling Val and me from the man. “This is a professional establishment and I wont deal with this!” the man said, trying to push us out of the way.
“That’s it. Neither of you girls can enter!” the security guy said, before finally pushing us completely from the doorway and closing it on our faces.
“Well, that went well,” Karla, said, as I turned to her in slow motion with a death glare plastered on my face. I did NOT need that comment.


“What do we do?” I asked myself in worry. Karla began to worry as well as soon as she realized this was happening.
“No… NONONONONO!” Karla said, trying to pull open the door the security guy went through. “Karla, we cant do anything. I guess we just disappointed the entire school board. Lets go,” I said, tugging on Karla’s jacket sleeve. “So we aren’t going to see One Direction because of me?” Val asked, I could hear her tears about to fall out of her eyes. I felt bad. “Where was the last place you had your pass?” I asked her, scooting her hair out of her eyes. Val sniffled in and felt her pockets again. “I had it when I ran outside before I got hurt. I slipped and fell and I think I lost it there,” she said, trying to recall the past events. I sighed and looked at Karla. “Its hopeless. Someone had to have grabbed that pass already,” I said, almost crying as well. I really didn’t want to let the school down. They paid a lot of money for this… It couldn’t all be for a waste.
“Let’s just go,” I said, picking up Val again, and walking towards the bus stop. “This is just… great,” I mumbled. Trying not to loose my cool. Suddenly I heard my name. “CAT! CAT!” I heard. I abruptly turned around and saw a British boy in the distance near the entrance. Suddenly a bunch of girls in line to get in, ran over to him while screaming. Was it…. Louis???

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