Why ME?
In the begginning
I walk down the hall an outcast. That's what they called me. A weirdo. Someone with no potential. A monster. For what? For being myself. The girls glare at me snickering among themselves. Boys point at me and laugh. I went from being the most popular girl to being hated in an instant. I never did anything she said. I swear that I never went to jail for murdering someone. She was just jealous because all the guys liked me.
"I really hope that she dies." Someone snickers.
"I hope she just hangs herself or drops dead." Linsay whispers to her quarter-back boyfriend. He laughs but hangs his head low when I look at him. The quarter-back used to be my boyfriend until the rumors begin. Linsay gets a text and rushes to the front courtyard. I follow her and find 5 guys. Everyone was crowding around them.
"Who is Emily?" One of them asks. All the girls and guys gasp as they point to me. I step forward and look at them.
"You have been selected to come abroad to London and spend 1 year with us." Another one of them says.
"Whats the catch?" I ask. They look at me weirdly before one of them notices the faint scars on my arms.
"There is none. We just… we wanted to bring joy to someone." The irish one whispers.
"Who are you guys?" I ask.
"I'm Louis, that's Harry, that's Zayn, that's Liam and that's Niall." "Louis" says.
"So what?" I ask. The girls gasp and one of them comes up to me and snarls:
"They're One Direction. You idiot. Shut your (beep) trap and go with them." I turn around to find Linsay piercing her fake nails into my arm.
"I'll go with you guys." I say hesitantly. They nod and I follow them into their car. When we get into the car they ask me the hardest question of all.
"Where do you live? And we have to meet your parents." They say breaking my heart with every word.
"I l-live on… t-the s-streets. And my p-parents d-died 1 m-month ago." I say stuttering a bit. They look at me with sympathy in their eyes. They drive me to their hotel. Their hotel is so big compared to my… dump.
"I really hope that she dies." Someone snickers.
"I hope she just hangs herself or drops dead." Linsay whispers to her quarter-back boyfriend. He laughs but hangs his head low when I look at him. The quarter-back used to be my boyfriend until the rumors begin. Linsay gets a text and rushes to the front courtyard. I follow her and find 5 guys. Everyone was crowding around them.
"Who is Emily?" One of them asks. All the girls and guys gasp as they point to me. I step forward and look at them.
"You have been selected to come abroad to London and spend 1 year with us." Another one of them says.
"Whats the catch?" I ask. They look at me weirdly before one of them notices the faint scars on my arms.
"There is none. We just… we wanted to bring joy to someone." The irish one whispers.
"Who are you guys?" I ask.
"I'm Louis, that's Harry, that's Zayn, that's Liam and that's Niall." "Louis" says.
"So what?" I ask. The girls gasp and one of them comes up to me and snarls:
"They're One Direction. You idiot. Shut your (beep) trap and go with them." I turn around to find Linsay piercing her fake nails into my arm.
"I'll go with you guys." I say hesitantly. They nod and I follow them into their car. When we get into the car they ask me the hardest question of all.
"Where do you live? And we have to meet your parents." They say breaking my heart with every word.
"I l-live on… t-the s-streets. And my p-parents d-died 1 m-month ago." I say stuttering a bit. They look at me with sympathy in their eyes. They drive me to their hotel. Their hotel is so big compared to my… dump.
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