Ugh. We have to move. Again! And this time it's in London. Cold, snobby, London. Why does mom have to be the CEO of Teen Vouge?

Anyway, I'm trying to find my feakin' black sweater. "MOM! WHERE'S MY BLACK SWEATER?!"

"Ugh! It's summer there, it's HOT!"

When she said that, I remembered that my favorite outfits are in my suitcase, that's in the car. And my bright clothes that I haven't wore in months are still in the closet. Since my dad died. So I grab my baby blue half shirt, and a black sharpie. Then put a perfect heart break in the middle. And then I put my black jeans on. Ohhh I can't wait to see mom's reaction.

So, I ran downstairs and posed. She started walking, then stops to look at me. I look into her eyes. Total shock. But not the kind I expected.

"OMIGOSH! YOU'RE OUTFIT IS SO CUTE!"

Then, she skips out. Wow.

So, walk out and turn around to face to our humongous house.

"Goodbye America." Then I looked at California ground. I really thought that I would be happy here.

"Stop being a drama queen and come on!" Mom yelled.

So, I forced myself to get in car.

"You know, you can happy now. London is where we're going to live forever. So no more moving!" Mom said happily.

Then, I give her a big smile for about a second, then frown again.

"THAT'S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!" Mom sings. Who the heck is the people singing? I can't even hear. So I put my headphones in my ipod and turn it up loud.

----Airport----
Slam! My mom shuts the car door. I pop up with a long string of drool following me. Everything is blurry so I had to blink a couple times. Then, I see a huge jet a few feet away from us. Wow. So, I get out the car and just stay there.

"Come on babe. We don't have all day!" She yells while hitting the car.

Ugh. So I get my stuff and rush into the privet jet. It was perfect. The decor, the space. Everything. But as soon as I settle I fall into a deep sleep.

---London---
FINALLY! I was sick and tired of flying. As soon as get off the plane I fall to the ground. My mom laughs and takes me to the H.Q to see what it looks like, and she wants me to meet one of her very special clients. Which is unusual.

"So, what do u think?" Mom ask. I nod my head.

Then, she calls in her calls in her clients. They come in. They're hot. The blonde and curly haired one was the most adorable people I've seen. The black haired and buff one looked very serious, but sweet. But the last one, I locked eyes with. He's just.. Perfect.

"I'm Louis." He says with that beautiful smile.

"I'm N-Natalia. You can call me Nat or Lia." I nervously say.

Then he laughs. The curly haired one starts talking. "I'm Harry." "I'M NIALL!" "Hi. My name is Zayn nice to meet you." "My name's Liam. Sorry about Niall. He gets a little weird when he sees a pretty girl."

I found myself giggling. "So Nat, do you want me-" Louis was interrupted by Harry. "What about us?" Then Louis continues. "US, to show you around London?"

I just stood there thinking about it. "Pretty please? It'll make my carrots happy!"

I started laughing then nod yes.

Notes

Hey guys! I am really mad at my character I absolutely love London so it was hard writing this. Lol. I hope you like it