What You Don't Know
Clubbin'
I pushed through the line, recieving calls from people.
"HEY! Wait like the rest of us, won't ya?"
"What's so special about you?"
"Stupid pople, thinking their VIP or something."
I ignored them. Their just jelous of the popular, the amazing, beautiful Maisie Cowell. Yep, that's me. Simon Cowell's neice.
Of course I'm not FAMOUS or anything, but I've had quite some publicity. I'm that crazy girl mothers keep their children away from. I'm not crazy. I'M NOT CRAZY. The voices I hear in my head are NOT MY IMAGINATION.
Things got so bad with this whole voice thing that I had to drop out of college. That sucked. But, everything is good as long as I know I'm perfectly sane, right?
I reached the front the line "Maisie Cowell," I said confidently.
"Oh right Mrs. Sico. Go on in." I pretended to not hear the comment and walked into the club. I was immediatly blasted with flashing lights and music. The first celebrity I saw was Cher Lloyd. Of course I steared clear of her. She was one of the people to say I was crazy in an interview.
I sat down at the bar and told the short bartender what I wanted. She placed my glass on the countertop. The liquid swished slightly in the tiny cup, due to the loud music.
I looked to theother side of the bar, I was amazed. There stood, the one, the only, One Direction! Harry laughed and chatted with Louis. Zayn chugged down a few sips of beer, his arms around a couple of girls. Then in the seat a couple chairs down sat Liam. Then Niall.
Wow, Liam was one fine looking lad. I always had a huge crush on him.
Standing in the presence of 1D, that just made my night....now.....how to aproach them..
"HEY! Wait like the rest of us, won't ya?"
"What's so special about you?"
"Stupid pople, thinking their VIP or something."
I ignored them. Their just jelous of the popular, the amazing, beautiful Maisie Cowell. Yep, that's me. Simon Cowell's neice.
Of course I'm not FAMOUS or anything, but I've had quite some publicity. I'm that crazy girl mothers keep their children away from. I'm not crazy. I'M NOT CRAZY. The voices I hear in my head are NOT MY IMAGINATION.
Things got so bad with this whole voice thing that I had to drop out of college. That sucked. But, everything is good as long as I know I'm perfectly sane, right?
I reached the front the line "Maisie Cowell," I said confidently.
"Oh right Mrs. Sico. Go on in." I pretended to not hear the comment and walked into the club. I was immediatly blasted with flashing lights and music. The first celebrity I saw was Cher Lloyd. Of course I steared clear of her. She was one of the people to say I was crazy in an interview.
I sat down at the bar and told the short bartender what I wanted. She placed my glass on the countertop. The liquid swished slightly in the tiny cup, due to the loud music.
I looked to theother side of the bar, I was amazed. There stood, the one, the only, One Direction! Harry laughed and chatted with Louis. Zayn chugged down a few sips of beer, his arms around a couple of girls. Then in the seat a couple chairs down sat Liam. Then Niall.
Wow, Liam was one fine looking lad. I always had a huge crush on him.
Standing in the presence of 1D, that just made my night....now.....how to aproach them..
Most likely. XD
6/10/13