Hi guys, It's me, again. Oh, and btw, found all these little 1D cartoons by Jude, his youtube name is Shiggu... Check him out like lol he is genius and goals!!!

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I stumbled into my apartment, dazed and confused. Today was beginning to become stranger by the minute. This was one way to kick of Christmas Vacation, I guess. I shook my head warily to myself and slumped down on the main room's couch.
I needed time to process this, and the way to do that is my Xbox. I turned it on and began Mortal Combat; I mean, I beat it once so there was no reason why I shouldn't be able to beat it again. I've played them all: from the waling dead to first person shooter, from the Wolf Among Us to the Last of Us, Kingdom Hearts, Halo, Outlast- you name it, I've played it.
I know that I have said this before but I will say it again: I'm not your typical girl. I play Xbox instead of going shopping, my friends and I'd be playing Rugby in the park while the other chicks in my class would be going to the cinemas, I'd shop in the men's while they would be floating around Victoria's Secret, I carry a board while they carry purses. Despite the fact that my high school's uniforms consisted of a button up, a blazer, Loafers, knee socks and something less than a plaid mini skirt, I was nowhere near being one of them. I did all the sports at that damn boarding school, dirt was like an accessory to me. I could fend for myself, and I was proud of that. I'm no trying to brag, but I could throw the hardest punch in the class. So I didn't need someone to watch out for me. I was independent, I did not need anyone else nor did I want anyone else. And I liked it that way.
I am not sure how much time had passed before I remembered I was still in my sopping wet clothes.
"Shit," I muttered to myself. Pausing and setting my controller down, I sauntered into my bedroom to find something dry to wear. There happened to be a pile of clothes on my bed, so I dug through them to see what I could find. I picked up a black Tee and sniffed it, "Nope," I grimaced, tossing it aside. I needed to start remembering to keep up on my laundry. About half of them have already been worn at the gym, to my disappointment. By this point, it didn't really matter to me much, it was late afternoon anyways. I needed to start preparing how I was going to break it to John. This was the second time being kicked out of a school, that is why I was attending that stuck-up Private school instead of attending here in Freckleon.
Slipping into an ATL hoodie and a pair of old skinnies that Charlie outgrew, I slumped back down on the sofa once more. I was not ready for my life to be over.
But, of course, life had something else in mind for me. Just as I sat down, my phone started to go off. Frustrated, I didn't even bother to check the number has I unlocked it. "What?" I groaned.
"H-hello?" the person on the other end said.
"Who is this?" I asked, their voice was unfamiliar.
"It's, uh, Liam, you know f-from earlier?"
"Oh, um, sorry 'bout that. I was, um," I looked over my shoulder at the tv. "What's up?"
"Well, uh (*obnoxious shouting in the background*)... it turns out that the highway has been shut down due to flooding so... (to background noise) guys- anyway, I-we were wondering if it would be possible for you to join us down at the coffee shop...?"
"Uh... OK...?" I replied.
"Cool." I heard an Irish in the background say, 'Ha! told ya' she would, get some!'
"Guys, quiet down," Liam mumbled to them. "So..."
"Just coffee?"
"Just coffee." Liam confirmed.
"Cool, I'm down."
"Okay, I'll see ya in ten."
I hung up the phone.
Fuck, I'm screwed.

Notes

Hope you guys liked this chapter. And lemme know if you looked some of his one direction animations. leave a comment and let me know which one was your favourite and maybe we could fan over them together. He animated Steal My Girl, Happily and plus..
Love you guys! Thank you for reading!
~Allanys