Let Go
Chapter 3-Not From Here
“I just realized we don’t even know your name!” Niall practically screamed from next to me. “Cecilia Seneca” I said politely. Then it got quite. “You have an American ascent; you’re not from here are you?” Harry asked me. That’s when I realized, that was the first time he had said anything to me all afternoon. “No im not from here. Im from America, Iowa to be exact. I moved here 2 years ago when I got a scholarship to attend London School of Arts.” “What are you scolorshiped for?” Harry asked me politely, looking strait in my eyes, I couldn’t help but look back. I heard one of the boys clear there thought, and Harry and I both snapped our eyes away from each other. “Oh, um. Im scolorshiped for dance, art, and a bit of singing; but I have terrible stage fright so I don’t sing to often.” I said as they all stared at me. I started side convocation with Niall when I saw Harry whisper something into Louis’s ear. I thought that was odd.
Then as soon as Harry pulled away form Louis’s ear, Louis asked me “What are you doing tomorrow?” I could feel Harry’s eyes piercing into my skin. O Shit! Shit, Fuck, Shit! What was I doing tomorrow! Why couldn’t I remember? There was something about Harry that made me so novice. Then I remembered, “I have dance practice 9 to 12. I think that’s it.” I tried to say with a calm voice, trying not to sound shaky because of how novice I was. Just with that we pulled up to my hotel “Can I have your number before you leave, ill be sure to give it to the other boys, so they can have it as well.” Niall asked me with his sweat Irish ascent I took a pen out of my bag and wrote it on the back of his hand, then got out of the car.
“Hello Mrs. Senecal. How was dance today? I was expecting you back sooner.” My door man as said to me as I approached him. “Dance was good, and I picked up an extra shift at the restraint when I was done. Have a good night Ivan” I said as I walked past. He repeated good buy and I slowly walked to the elevator, my whole body hurts from beaten up Louis. I got to the elevator and pressed the button. I looked to the clock of the lobby. It was 3; those dam boys were at the restraint for about 3 hours. I rode the elevator to the 4th floor and lazily walked to my room. I got there when my phone buzzed. “Hey, I just got out of practice, how are you holding up after your practice.-Aryan” that was just like her. She was always checking up on me like an over protective sister. That’s pretty much what she was to me. Arryn and I had been friends since birth. Our mom had been best friends since they were in grade school. She and I texted everyday and skyped almost as often. God did I miss her. “Arbare! O god I miss you so much! Practice was fine. I just got home cuz I picked up an extra shift at the dinner.-C” “well glad to see you’re still alive after 18 hours of dancing. Well Ill let you go cuz your probably about you pass out. Love you much. You better skip me tomorrow. –A” “love you 2 and I will. –C”
Just with that I realized I hadn’t eaten all day and I was starving. I ate some food out of my bag then changed into my pajamas (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=67729927) I was climbing into bed when my phone went off. Wow I was a popular girl, I thought to myself as I laughed. I wisent sure why this was so funny to me. But I guess it was. “Wow. Im still in pain for you kick. If I cant have kids later in life im coming for u lol: p. Sleep tight! –Louis xx” I plugged in my phone, turned off my light and fell asleep emptily.
I woke up to pounding on my door. Uggg! I looked at my alarm clock, 8 am. Who the fuck is at my door at this time of the morning! “Who is it and what do you want!” I scrammed. The knocking just got louder. Uggg. I rolled myself out of bed and walked to the door. I opened it tiredly. As soon as the door was slightly open 5 boys came ramming through. I looked at them. Niall, Liam, Harry, and Zayn were lying on my bed had turned on the TV. Louis stood in front of me staring at my One Direction shirt. “You’re a fan!” he said with a smirk on his face, attracting the attention of the other boys. I was still in shock. All I could get out of my mouth was, “What are you doing here? How did you know this was my room?”
Then as soon as Harry pulled away form Louis’s ear, Louis asked me “What are you doing tomorrow?” I could feel Harry’s eyes piercing into my skin. O Shit! Shit, Fuck, Shit! What was I doing tomorrow! Why couldn’t I remember? There was something about Harry that made me so novice. Then I remembered, “I have dance practice 9 to 12. I think that’s it.” I tried to say with a calm voice, trying not to sound shaky because of how novice I was. Just with that we pulled up to my hotel “Can I have your number before you leave, ill be sure to give it to the other boys, so they can have it as well.” Niall asked me with his sweat Irish ascent I took a pen out of my bag and wrote it on the back of his hand, then got out of the car.
“Hello Mrs. Senecal. How was dance today? I was expecting you back sooner.” My door man as said to me as I approached him. “Dance was good, and I picked up an extra shift at the restraint when I was done. Have a good night Ivan” I said as I walked past. He repeated good buy and I slowly walked to the elevator, my whole body hurts from beaten up Louis. I got to the elevator and pressed the button. I looked to the clock of the lobby. It was 3; those dam boys were at the restraint for about 3 hours. I rode the elevator to the 4th floor and lazily walked to my room. I got there when my phone buzzed. “Hey, I just got out of practice, how are you holding up after your practice.-Aryan” that was just like her. She was always checking up on me like an over protective sister. That’s pretty much what she was to me. Arryn and I had been friends since birth. Our mom had been best friends since they were in grade school. She and I texted everyday and skyped almost as often. God did I miss her. “Arbare! O god I miss you so much! Practice was fine. I just got home cuz I picked up an extra shift at the dinner.-C” “well glad to see you’re still alive after 18 hours of dancing. Well Ill let you go cuz your probably about you pass out. Love you much. You better skip me tomorrow. –A” “love you 2 and I will. –C”
Just with that I realized I hadn’t eaten all day and I was starving. I ate some food out of my bag then changed into my pajamas (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=67729927) I was climbing into bed when my phone went off. Wow I was a popular girl, I thought to myself as I laughed. I wisent sure why this was so funny to me. But I guess it was. “Wow. Im still in pain for you kick. If I cant have kids later in life im coming for u lol: p. Sleep tight! –Louis xx” I plugged in my phone, turned off my light and fell asleep emptily.
I woke up to pounding on my door. Uggg! I looked at my alarm clock, 8 am. Who the fuck is at my door at this time of the morning! “Who is it and what do you want!” I scrammed. The knocking just got louder. Uggg. I rolled myself out of bed and walked to the door. I opened it tiredly. As soon as the door was slightly open 5 boys came ramming through. I looked at them. Niall, Liam, Harry, and Zayn were lying on my bed had turned on the TV. Louis stood in front of me staring at my One Direction shirt. “You’re a fan!” he said with a smirk on his face, attracting the attention of the other boys. I was still in shock. All I could get out of my mouth was, “What are you doing here? How did you know this was my room?”
Your a really good writer and i'm not one to criticize but its LSA not LST it's london school of the arts there is no such thing is london school of talent
11/16/14