Krysten Olivia Karter was unsure. She was going to a party that night, and she had to choose an outfit to wear. She had narrowed it down to two dresses, a dark blue one with white and gold circles at the bottom, or a turquoise, dark blue, and lavender one with white diamonds and circles on it. She sent a picture of each of them to Sam, Lindsay, and Jessica.

Krysten: hey, which dress do I look better in? (A/N: to see the dresses, look at the picture at the top)
Sam: light all the way!
Jessica: I think you look good in both
Lindsay: dark. Dark and mysterious
Krysten: you guys aren't helping!
Lindsay: so just choose dark!!
Jessica: sorry. Which one do u like better?
Krysten: I don't know that's why I'm asking u!!
Sam: light conquers all
Lindsay: dark has depth and personality
Jessica: I gtg, concert starting soon. Good luck Krysten!!
Krysten: no don't leave me with these two Jess!!
Jessica: sry! 😬
Sam: light
Lindsay: dark
Sam: light is nice
Lindsay: dark dark dark!!!
Krysten: U know what?!? I'm just gonna wear a green one
Sam: nice
Lindsay: ok
Krysten: thanks (not really)
Sam: haha sorry
Lindsay: 😴
Krysten: lol bai
Sam: bai
Lindsay: 😴

Krysten sighed. So much for getting help from her friends. She held up the green dress to herself. Hmm, she actually didn't look to bad...

Kayla Elizabeth Jackson had never been so happy. First, she was at a 5sos concert, OMG HOORAY!!! And second, she met two really cool girls, Allysa Hayden and Lia Harvey. They are really neat, Kayla thinks to herself. They tell great stories and are super funny. She just can't wait until the actual concert starts...

Jessica's POV

"That will be sixty-five dollars." The saleswoman says cheerfully.

"Sixty-five dollars?" I exclaim. She nods. I sigh, handing over six tens and a five. I am watching as my money slowly goes down the drain and far far away. As soon as she hands me the sweatshirt though, I know I made the right choice. It is so warm and cozy and fluffy, and it says 5sos on the front! What could be better than that? I walk towards our seats, and see Kayla talking to two random strangers.

I run over, and Kayla looks up at me. "Hey Jess!" She says brightly.

"Kayla, who is this?" I ask.

"Oh! These are some girls I met!"

One of the girls smiles up at me. "Hi, I'm Allysa." She says. I nod at her.

"I'm Lia." The other girl says.

"Allysa and Lia live in California." Kayla says to me.

"Cool." "Do you live in California too?" Allysa asks.

I shake my head. "We live in New York." I say.

Lia perks up. "Do you live in Manhattan? Or Long Island?"

I shake my head. "We live in a really small town in the country."

"Oh." Lia says, looking sort of disappointed. I kind of feel the need to put my guard up.

"It's nice. We can walk to everything, and everyone is really close, so it is really good and beneficial." I say defensively.

Allysa, sensing the slight tension, says, "That sounds really nice. I've wanted to live in the country with a small community before." She smiles, and it feels directed at me, so I smile back. We all continue talking while waiting for the concert to start, and, slowly, the amphitheater fills up with eager fans. I smile to myself, knowing that tonight will be a good night.

Cleo's POV

Mr. Richardson knocks on my door. "Cleo, Ms. Smith told me to tell you that we are leaving for the concert now."

I open the door. "Do I have to go?" I ask. To be honest, I kind of sound like a complaining teenager, but I don't care.

He tilts his head as he looks at me. "Cleo, this is your chance to get to know Peyton and Ms. Smith." I sigh.

"Please Cleo, do it for me." I look up into his eyes, and see pleading in them. I roll my eyes and sigh again.

"Alright." I agree reluctantly. He smiles.

"Thanks." Then he turns and walks outside, where a limousine is waiting to take us to the concert. I sigh again, and follow him outside.

Peyton's POV

I add a touch of eyeshadow to my eyes, pull on my sparkly red high heels, and, finally, make sure my hair is perfectly curled, which it is, of course. I smile smugly as I look at my gorgeous reflection in the mirror.

"Beautiful." I hear Maggie say behind me. I turn around and face her.

"Aren't I?" I ask.

She smiles. "Always a smash."

"I know." I say, rather smug.

"Mr. Richardson and Cleo are waiting in the limo." She informs me.

"Perfect. I can't wait until everyone sees my glorious face!" I say, dramatically waving my hands around my face. I regally walk out of the room, like a queen. But I am much more gorgeous than a queen, and I know it.

Cleo's POV

I am leaning on the limo when I see Peyton walking out of the building. She is wearing a sparkly red strapless dress with sparkly red high heels. Her hair is curled and she has it in a half updo with a sparkly red flower. I roll my eyes. Too much sparkle, and WAY to fancy for a 5sos concert. I mean, a fancy dress? High heels? Come on. I am wearing jeans, black boots, and a black 5sos shirt. Maggie is wearing almost the same thing. Jeans, 5sos shirt, and shoes. Even Mr. Richardson is just wearing nice jeans and a button down shirt, and he always dresses fancy. I sigh, knowing that this will be a very long night with Peyton. She always has to be the best, and she only wears dresses and the occasional skirt. That is one of the reasons I don't care for Peyton. She thinks that she is better than everyone else, and she is also arrogant. But I need to do this. I need to help her. For one reason, and one reason only...

Kayla's POV

OMG!!!! 5SOS!!! They are starting!!!! OMG!!!! I am squealing like a little girl, and I can tell that Jessica, Allysa, and Lia are doing the same!!! OMG BEST CONCERT EVER!!!!!

Three hours later...

"OMG!!! That concert was AMAZING!!!" Allysa says happily once the concert is over.

"I know right that was so much fun!!!" I exclaim, just as excited. The concert just ended and we are walking to the stage to meet 5sos!!! OMG hooray!!!

As we are walking and chatting, I accidentally bump into a girl with a sparkly red dress on. "Oh whoops!" I say. The girl was putting on makeup and spills it on her dress. "I'm really sorry." I apologize.

The girl just glares at me. "Watch it!" She says in a rude tone. "You made me spill my very expensive makeup on my very expensive dress."

"I'm really sorry." I apologize again.

She huffs. "If this doesn't come out, you are paying for it!" She yells in my face.

"Ummm..." I am unsure what to say, and luckily, Jessica comes to my rescue.

"She won't be paying for anything." She says evenly.

The girl glares at Jessica. "Do you have any idea who I am?" She asks, narrowing her eyes. A rich snob? I think to myself. A weirdo obsessed with dresses and makeup?

"Some rich girl?" Lia asks. I am surprised, but I have to admire her confidence.

The girl glares at her with pure hatred. "No, I am the one, the only Peyton Landing!" She exclaims dramatically. We all stare at her blankly. Her face starts turning as red as her dress and she sighs. "You know, the most famous movie star, umm, let me think, EVER!!!" She looks at us like we HAVE to know who she is now. But we are all still clueless.

"Umm, sorry, but we haven't heard of you." Allysa says. Peyton huffs and continues glaring at us as another girl comes up behind her. Peyton whips around to face the girl.

"Cleo, tell these girls who I am!" She screeches in the girl's face. The girl, who is apparently named Cleo, turns to us and looks us over. When her eyes fall on me, she glares.

"These buffoons aren't worth our time." She says sharply. "Come on Peyton, we have more important things to do." Cleo grabs Peyton's arm and drags her away, but not before glaring at me one more time.

"What's their deal?" Allysa asks. I smile.

"Whatever, let's just go meet 5sos and forget all about them." Jessica says.

I nod. "Alright, let's go." With that, we run off towards the stage to meet the awesomest band ever.