Directioner Games
Districts 2&3
------------------------------------------------District 2-------------------------------------------------------------
ZOE'S P.O.V.
At district 2, there's always something to do.Whether it’s some Nandos to eat, some jokes to laugh about, some Niall stalking on twitter, some *ahem Niall pictures to look at; you’ll never be bored in District 2.
Anyways, on my way to grab some Nandos, my friend Emily Evergreen hurried over to me.
“Zoe!” She said, “have you seen the Bulletin board?”
I shook my head, I rarely ever go there.
“Hurry!” She grabbed my arm, clearly excited and pulled me away from my dear precious Nandos.
Wow there's a lot of people. I stood on my tiptoes and tried my hardest to make out the words with all the pushing and shoving.
It says something like “Fight to win” or something. Like a week in heaven. Wouldn’t that mean I’ll be dead?
Emily quickly explained the whole thing to me. To be honest, I’m not very fund of the idea. First of all there’s going to be A LOT of Directioners attending and second of all… Let’s just say I’m not the best fighter.
“Isn’t it the coolest thing?” She exclaimed.
I suppressed a smile, I guess it will be fun to watch.
“I signed you up! We can go together!” She said.
"..............."
------------------------------------------------District 3-------------------------------------------------------------
SHELBEY’S P.O.V.
Oh god Zayn is so hot.
It’s a typical Saturday night. My parents upstairs (yes I have parents, and yes they’re forced to live here with me. But I think they secretly like the place, even if they don’t say it), me downstairs, looking at my 996 Zayn Malik pictures.
My twitter account suddenly beeped and I clicked on the tab, pausing my zayn pictures. I clicked on it and there’s a new trend. #ImAttendingDirectionerGames.
“What’s that?” I mumbled to myself. I read the information and WOW that would make a great TV show! I was about to register online before I saw a few words in small printing. It involves dying. Oh… I have to fight someone until one of us dies? Hell no. I closed it and sighed. As much as I want a chance to meet Zayn, this is not worth it.
My parents came down and asked me what I was doing so I explained Directioner Games to them and they look absolutely delighted.
“You have to sign up. Now.” My mom said.
“What?” I can’t believe my ears, “Mom, I can DIE from it you know?”
“There’s a good chance of you winning,” said my dad. “You’re a great athlete, now go out there and make your daddy proud.”
Excuse me for not wanting to die for your pride.
“No way!” I shouted, “don’t you care if I die?”
“If you don’t sign up now, young lady, we will move out of Directioner Land and you will have to get rid of all your One Direction merchandise.” My mom said, glaring at me.
I can’t believe they’re doing this to me.
Well… I’ll do my best.
ZOE'S P.O.V.
At district 2, there's always something to do.Whether it’s some Nandos to eat, some jokes to laugh about, some Niall stalking on twitter, some *ahem Niall pictures to look at; you’ll never be bored in District 2.
Anyways, on my way to grab some Nandos, my friend Emily Evergreen hurried over to me.
“Zoe!” She said, “have you seen the Bulletin board?”
I shook my head, I rarely ever go there.
“Hurry!” She grabbed my arm, clearly excited and pulled me away from my dear precious Nandos.
Wow there's a lot of people. I stood on my tiptoes and tried my hardest to make out the words with all the pushing and shoving.
It says something like “Fight to win” or something. Like a week in heaven. Wouldn’t that mean I’ll be dead?
Emily quickly explained the whole thing to me. To be honest, I’m not very fund of the idea. First of all there’s going to be A LOT of Directioners attending and second of all… Let’s just say I’m not the best fighter.
“Isn’t it the coolest thing?” She exclaimed.
I suppressed a smile, I guess it will be fun to watch.
“I signed you up! We can go together!” She said.
"..............."
------------------------------------------------District 3-------------------------------------------------------------
SHELBEY’S P.O.V.
Oh god Zayn is so hot.
It’s a typical Saturday night. My parents upstairs (yes I have parents, and yes they’re forced to live here with me. But I think they secretly like the place, even if they don’t say it), me downstairs, looking at my 996 Zayn Malik pictures.
My twitter account suddenly beeped and I clicked on the tab, pausing my zayn pictures. I clicked on it and there’s a new trend. #ImAttendingDirectionerGames.
“What’s that?” I mumbled to myself. I read the information and WOW that would make a great TV show! I was about to register online before I saw a few words in small printing. It involves dying. Oh… I have to fight someone until one of us dies? Hell no. I closed it and sighed. As much as I want a chance to meet Zayn, this is not worth it.
My parents came down and asked me what I was doing so I explained Directioner Games to them and they look absolutely delighted.
“You have to sign up. Now.” My mom said.
“What?” I can’t believe my ears, “Mom, I can DIE from it you know?”
“There’s a good chance of you winning,” said my dad. “You’re a great athlete, now go out there and make your daddy proud.”
Excuse me for not wanting to die for your pride.
“No way!” I shouted, “don’t you care if I die?”
“If you don’t sign up now, young lady, we will move out of Directioner Land and you will have to get rid of all your One Direction merchandise.” My mom said, glaring at me.
I can’t believe they’re doing this to me.
Well… I’ll do my best.
@IN.MY.1D.DREAMS
@FutureMrs.Malik
Sorry sorry! I was busy with school but now that I'm done with exams, I think I can continue :)
6/19/14