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Never Ever

Stupid Boy Band

Our car slowly drove up the rocky driveway and into the rockier parking lot. Up to now I had tried not to look out the cars window in fear of seeing a certain silver expensive car. But then we had to get out of the car; we were parked at the Gold Lobster Inn. I was so familiar with this place, and I came here every week. But the fact that One Direction could be here made it different, foreign. Once we all got to the door, Brooklyn and Ariana bouncing and squealing, I turned around, scanning the array or cars in the lot. A strange feeling washed over me when i didn't see the silver car. It was so much relief, waves of relief, but at the bottom of the sea there was disappointment. Maybe I had wanted a little excitement. But then i saw something else. A big bus parked in the front by the street. A big TOUR bus. AND a HUGE crowd of screaming girls surrounding them. I swear, there weren't even that many girls in our whole school, in our whole town. "Do you see them? Do you seeee them?!?!?!" Brooklyn shouted, her and Ariana in hysterics. I groaned and pushed past them into the inn. It was quiet in the small cozy lobby. I had no idea where the boy band was. Were they still on the bus? Were they up in their room, oblivious to everything going on? Then a short, strong, old woman came barreling down the side hallway. I smiled for the first time since I got there. She peered out the window, swore, then swung her head around. Her wrinkled face smiled. "Delilah!" She gave me a crushing hug. "Where is Brooklyn and your friend?" I told her one second, then grabbed both of them by their clothes and dragged them into the inn. "We're going to need a lot of help here tonight!"
We all said okay.
My grandmother said, "you can start by looking at the guest list and their room numbers. I have a crowd to deal with." She said that last part fiercely.
"Yeah, Grandma!" Said Brooklyn.
Everyone laughed, and my grandmother went to deal with the crowd.
the three of us went to look at the guest list. Three rooms stood out to us:
Room 53: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson
Room 54: Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan
Room 43: Stephanie Rivera, Lindsay Thomas, Natalie Lopez, Sarah James
We all gasped. Well, first we gasped at One Direction. Then,
"STEPHANIE RIVERA and her friends are staying here?!"
Ariana and I both groaned. We also both hated her.
"Who's Stephanie Rivera?" Brooklyn asked.
"You don't want to meet her," Ariana said.
"Ugh, how did she even get a room here? It's all just to meet One Direction, isn't it!?"
"of course" Brooklyn agreed.
"Well, said Ariana. "We're going to see them first. It says Stephanie didn't check in yet. But guess who did?!" Her and Brooklyn said, or rather shouted, in unison, One Direction!!"
"Oh, god, why did I come?!" I groaned.
they both giggled and now it was their turn to drag me toward the elevator.
our grandmother had also told us that we had a room on the fifth floor to do anything with. Before, at home, Brooklyn and Ariana had convinced me to sleep over at the inn. Now I couldn't believe why I had agreed. I hate One Direction with everything I had now. Why should they get the right to have complete control over fans and girls just because they looked cute and could sing?!
The elevator opened with a DING and we faced the fifth floor.
We walked up to our room door.
"Do you realize.." Started Ariana.
"that we are walking on the exact same floor that One direction walked on?!" Finished Brooklyn
"you guys!" I almost shouted, "calm the heck down! It's just a stupid bunch of boys that happen to sing! Seriously! Calm the HELL down!"
Then, we heard a squeak of the floor behind us, and we all turned around. Five boys stood staring in shock at me. One had curly longish hair, one had dark hair with a white stripe dyed, ones brown hair was in a kind of quiff, one had a buzz cut, and the other one...... I recognized the dirty blond hair, the soft blue eyes. I also heard Brooklyn and Ariana trying not to scream.
"who are YOU?!" I said, though I had more than a pretty good idea. "stupid boy band" I stormed into our room.


Notes

Okay, to clear it up, the names are all mine except of course One Directions. I hope at least someone likes this :)

Comments

UPDATE!!!!!!! So cute!
Update love, I like it :))
Dots Dots
8/8/13
please update!! love it
Leeya'Love Leeya'Love
8/6/13
I will update if anyone actually likes this! :) it's not likely, but oh well...
FinnTheHuman FinnTheHuman
8/6/13