All I Want For Christmas Is You

After a while of looking up photos of the college on Google, the bell rang and the day was over. “CAT!” Karla yelled behind my back. I turned swiftly around to see her wide-eyed grin at me. “What?” I asked with an annoyed expression. She giggled and rolled her fingers around in her palm, and then she looked over at Mrs. Canterbury. “Mrs. Canterbury?” she asked. Mrs. Canterbury slid her papers over and gazed up at us. “Yes?” she asked, wondering why we were still there since the bell rang. “Oh, I was wondering,” Karla started. “How about Cat and I go to a One Direction CONCERT to … you know… make notes about and stuff for our narrative. I mean, we can even get an interview maybe,” Mrs. Canterbury thought for a second and then typed something up on her computer. Her eyes widened at the screen and she looked at us with a freaked out face. “You will have to pay for the tickets yourself if you go. At $2000 a piece for backstage passes, the school will refuse to pay,” Karla’s grin faded and she slouched back down in a desk. I finally got the guts to ask, “Karla! What is so fascinating about five boys who can sing?” Karla gave me the same expression she showed when I said I didn’t know who they were. “I’m being serious,” I stated. Karla shook her head and tears almost began to form in her eyes. She glanced down at the ground, “You just don’t understand,” she said, grabbing her backpack strap and walking out into the hallway leaving me in the classroom with Mrs. Canterbury. The classroom was silent until Mrs. Canterbury broke the silence. “Are you gonna go follow her?” she asked. I shrugged and grabbed my messenger bag and headed out the door. “Wait, one more thing,” Mrs. Canterbury said as my right foot hit the tile floor of the hallway. I turned to her in confusion. “Tell Karla that I will speak to the school board about the tickets. That would be a wonderful on-spot journalism experience! Especially since you are two are planning on becoming journalists,” I smiled and nodded as I ran to catch Karla before she left.

“KARLA!” I yelled down the science hallway. Her hair flipped around to me. She had an almost depressed expression on her face. “Karla, Mrs. Canterbury said she is going to talk to the school board about the tickets. We might get them if they agree. And they would probably back stage passes so we could get an interview in,” As I told her that, her face lit up brightly and she did a 360 degree turn on her mood. “OMG!!! WE MIGHT HAVE A CHANCE!” she screamed as I held my ears to block her loudness. I smiled as she tightly, unexpectedly grabbed my left side to hug me. I tugged her off and it almost sounded as if she was hyperventilating. “Are you okay?” I asked with a nervous laugh. She took a deep breath in and nodded, quitting the complicated breathing. She then walked off in the direction she was walking. Okay…

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