My alarm rings, I heave myself out of kitanda and head down stairs. Mum and Dad are in the jikoni whispering out about something.
“What’s up?” I say
“Um, why don’t wewe sit down and we’ll tell you” my mum alisema
“Okay” I say expecting it to be something terrible, I pull out a chair at the dining meza, jedwali and take a seat. My Mum sits opposite me as does my dad
“Well, wewe know wewe been asking to meet for while about One Direction?” Dad questioned me
“Yeah?” I ask prompting him to continue, breathing quickened a little with excitement
“Well, you’re about to get what wewe wish for” My mum opened a draw in the kitchen, pulls out a white envelop and hands it to me
“Oh my gosh” I alisema as I open it, my moyo is racing with excitement. I pull out two tickets I don't even have to read them to know have they're for....backstage passes to a one direction concert. I scream making my mum and dad jump out of their seats. Oh my God, thank you!” My parents covered their ears and smiled
“It’s a pleasure, Darling” mum said
    As soon as I could get my hands on my phone I texted my friend Lexie asking saying:
Omg do wewe want to come to a 1D tamasha with me? X
Within dakika she replied
Do wewe really have to ask? Of course I do!! What day?
Tomorrow evening I’ll pick wewe at about 4 in order to get to the tamasha for 5:30
Okay, sounds awesome, Hun
BTW I got a surprise for wewe when I get to your’s, you’re gonna upendo it!
Why tell me that now?  wewe know I’ll just what to find out now! Meany, see wewe tomorrow x
See wewe later x
    
    The inayofuata afternoon at three o’clock I was searching for the perfect outfit in my wardrobe. Nothing so far had stood out for me as the outfit that I wanted One Direction to see me in. I’d thought of wearing one of their jumpers au t-shirts but that would be so common and I wanted to stand out. After five dakika of looking at the clothes I settled for a floral print vest juu with my white skinny jeans, white dolly shoes, my beige cardigan in case I get cold afterwards and my hippy over the shoulder bag, my hair was in ringlets as I had naturally curly hair. Hoping this would be good enough for the boys I grabbed my car keys, checked my bag for the tickets and the back stage passes for me and Lexie and alisema goodbye to mum and dad.